Cypress Hill Lyrics

Album: Till Death Do Us Part

Once Again Lyrics

[Intro - samples + vocals]

 "Once again!"

 [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill

 "Once again" .. "Once again!"

 [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill

 "The greatest show on Earth!"

 "Once again!"

 [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill

 "Back again!"

 "Once again!"

 [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill

 "I bring to YOU"

 

 [Verse One: B-Real]

 Welcome everyone, take ya places

 It's great seein all these familiar faces

 You want thug shit? We got a lot of it

 You wanna get high? I'm on top of it

 You want bottles? C'mon, we poppin it

 You want a revolution? Ain't no stoppin it

 Enemies try to fire back

 Desire that, find you where the tire track

 Cause we run ya down son, but in spite of that

 Got a joint? Fools give me my lighter back

 ... I'ma light up the bomb

 I'ma blaze 'til we set off the fire alarm

 No need for evacuation

 Find a honey that's ill for ejaculation

 She got friends, well the more the merrier

 No limits, no worries, no more barriers

 

 [Chorus 2X: B-Real, mixed with samples]

 Once again it's Cypress Hill

 We some ill-ass niggaz straight bumpin the field

 Smoke it up, from now until

 somebody calls out steel and we live for the thrill

 

 [Verse Two: B-Real]

 Plug the mic in, and I'll move the crowd

 Neighbors get mad cause the music's loud

 I send a few girls in the hall to talk

 Crusty old man never called the cops

 No pistols, if you get my drift yo

 You pull one and miss better slit yo' wrists bro

 This ain't a gangsta party

 But if you turn it into one a bullet might pierce yo' body

 Relax, there's a lot of girls in here

 You shitfaced niggaz, don't earl in here

 Don't break shit or take nothin, mind your manners

 Or your head goes BOOM like it's fuckin skanless

 But we ain't for all that right now, just chill out

 We can pop bottles or let the blood spill out

 Cuanta, suck it up, shut your trap

 Before you lose that fine-ass girl on your lap

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Verse Three: B-Real]

 You wanna room? Let me clear one out

 But while I'm gone, just don't let the beers run out

 In the morn' we can watch all the tears come out

 When the pigs come, a nigga wanna hear one out

 For now, we can pass the time

 Blazin it up, if you slow you the last in line

 Got a roach, so what? You ain't spent a dime

 You ungrateful-ass critter, back the hell of mine

 You can, lose the life or lose the knife

 Use the pipe, but I can't lose tonight

 All the girls bein picky who they chose tonight

 You better hope you chillin with the right crew tonight

 See that girl over there? Yeah she like your style

 Probably seen her on the video "Girls Gone Wild"

 Hesitation is constipation

 of your game when you're in for a night of elation

 

 [Chorus]