Cypress Hill Let It Rain Lyrics

III: Temples of Boom Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Spark Another Owl
  • 2 Throw Your Set in the Air
  • 3 Stoned Raiders
  • 4 Illusions
  • 5 Killa Hill Niggas
  • 6 Boom Biddy Bye Bye
  • 7 No Rest for the Wicked
  • 8 Make a Move
  • 9 Killafornia
  • 10 Funk Freakers
  • 11 Locotes
  • 12 Red Light Visions
  • 13 Strictly Hip Hop
  • 14 Let It Rain
  • 15 Everybody Must Get Stoned
    CD 2
  • 1 DJ Muggs Buddha Mix: Hole in the Head / How I Could Just Kill a Man / Insane in the Brain / Stoned Is the Way of the Walk / Hits From Da Bong / Hand on the Pump / Real Estate / I Wanna Get High
  • **** all y'all
    I'm comin' of the wall
    I got a ***** from The Source
    Swingin' from my balls

    Ughh!
    Ya want me to set it
    Well my MAC-11 takes unleaded
    Let it rain

    And jackin' out fire
    What you're seein' when I'm takin' **** another level higher
    Now it's on
    Ain't gettin' domed

    Buckin' all these *****s 'till they all gone
    Now we can roll to the east side of town
    And I'm lookin' for a fat boy and a lotta (state of clown)
    You better move your *** to this MAC-11
    Pointed at your *** for the 1-8-7

    "Yeah ************, gonna break your back with this ****. Hey **********as:
    move back! Yo, b-Real.."

    I'm the head-hunter
    You goin' under
    Make a trophy
    Call it the two-headed buster

    On my mantle
    Back in the temple
    Givin' up the family
    Up and down Central

    Butt bloody
    Anybody
    Lookin' for a wide body
    One body

    Somebody
    Some be testin'
    Keepin' 'em guessin'
    Smile on my face
    Got the Smith & Wesson

    Some be testin'
    Keepin' 'em guessin'
    Smile on my face
    Got the Smith & Wesson

    Some be testin'
    Keepin' 'em guessin'
    Smile on my face
    Got the Smith & Wesson

    Some be testin'
    Keepin' 'em guessin'
    Smile on my face
    Got the Smith & Wesson

    I ain't fallin' off like Humpty-Dumpty
    ***** you still want to bump me
    Still got the hand on pump
    And now I'm thumpin' on 'em

    Thumpin on 'em
    See
    Somebody, anybody scream
    When I got the gatt with the big red beam

    Now what if I moved it up right between your eyes
    Now your chances are never
    When you're lookin' at the slug at the of the barrel
    Where ya gonna run when ya can't move further

    Seven eighty one redruM with the Murder
    Tie him up
    Throw him in the trunk
    Let the funk

    Blow his earsdrums out
    'Till he's bleedin'
    Then let's get him weeded
    It's the phunk Buddha
    Let me do the
    Ceremony up with the hoota

    And the shooter
    Some be testin'
    Keepin' 'em guessin'
    Smile on my face
    Got the Smith & Wesson

    Some be testin'
    Keepin' 'em guessin'
    Smile on my face
    Got the Smith & Wesson

    Some be testin'
    Keepin' 'em guessin'
    Smile on my face
    Got the Smith & Wesson

    Some be testin'
    Keepin' 'em guessin'
    Smile on my face
    Got the Smith & Wesson

    Written by: Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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