Cypress Hill Strictly Hip Hop 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
  • I never rapped on an R&B record, and I neva will,
    I got these phoney mutha****as, talk about lets keep it real,
    But, they don't know how to take they own advisement,
    Going out, do it solo on an advertisement, commercializing

    ****in' sell out, *****, this is hip-hop, not fashion,
    Get the hell out,
    I'm taking out these so called gangsta *****s,
    Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small figures,

    And I never took another ****in' MC's ****,
    And made it my first single, **** a hit,
    ****in' hypocrite, you can get the dip, when I lick a shot off,
    I'm gonna, and all of it,

    It's a damn shame when you got all these fools in the record indistry,
    Sellin' out for the fame,
    I just sit back and watch thes fools with their gimmiks,
    Go down in flames , in the big game,

    Zippidey-dooda, I smoke weed and I got brain damage,
    But, I don't give a **** cause I still manage,
    To represent to the fullest,
    No pop singles, and no actin' foolish,

    To the studio gangsta with the articles,
    In them magazines with the ***** editors,
    Keep it real in the game,
    *****s got no shame,

    Now all the executives want all the fame,
    Based on the videos, just a gang of silly hoes,
    For the ****-em industry that's take'n all ya dough,
    I never stole it, stole it all,

    Just hard work, and sweat, for them platinum records on the wall,
    Fools want me to fall,
    I won't cause my roots are to thick and strong, like the chocolate tactic,
    I hear *****s say no, but, I know they front,

    'Cause after they shows they want me to smoke a blunt,
    I don't respect a hypocrite, ************s I despise,
    'Cause me I tell the truth, even when I tell a lie,
    All you brothers in the game run a check,

    'Cause you get checked ****ed off, with no respect,
    ************s Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING

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