Lirik Once Again - Cypress Hill
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"Ladies and gentlemen.. boys and girls.. I bring to YOU"
[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
[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