Audio X Songtext
von Cypress Hill feat. Barron Ricks
Audio X Songtext
T-Minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0
Blast
Come inside, hello everybody, welcome
Think you better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
′Cause we warring all you fuckin' yellow comets runnin′ from the front line
If anybody wanna get away hey, I'll find your fuckin ass in due time
Run and seek shelter but you never will escape
Flippin' over the gate, ′cause you can′t wait to get your fuckin ass away
But you're trapped, and there′s no way out of this mushroom cloud
But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now
Cypress Hill compound, you could hear the sound
Let another motherfucker run up and I′ll put your ass down
Then I'll peal from your cap the Cypress Hill star
Quick look around, you can′t hide you just might die right where you are
Audio X, we gonna your blow your head up
Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
Niggaz can't help it, cause they bumpin′ the shit loud
Whasup kid? Feel the rush, glad you kept in touch
With these niggaz who be puffin on the Dutch
Bustin′ guns, lay back in the cut, can it be?
It's just a dream when you′re on your scene smokin' the green
′Cause ain't shit never what you think it seem
From the streets where life ain′t cheap
Cypress Hill, Soul Assassins, while you askin', "Who dat rappin'?"
We get all up inside your grill, with the skill
Shoot to kill when it′s time for action
See you can′t hide, from this homicide, that ain't no lie
Better kiss that black ass goodbye when you try to play these wiseguys
So who′s complainin' when we intensify the levels on the rhyme
You better get ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Because we are the wild
Audio X, we gonna your blow your head up
Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I′ll flip it any style
Niggaz can't help it, cause they bumpin the shit loud
Audio terrorists, mic specialists
About to blow this, blast off
Lookin′ in your eyes, I see your body bag figure
Better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Cause it's on nigga what you wanna do? You better pay close attention
Let it be known, I control the zone beyond your comprehension
Blunt session, you feel the tension begin to rise
Fuck and feed him, if they can't take a joke and get high
I′m feelin′ lye, in my lungs, what the deal bro?
So many people wanna hit my joint but they never got none
Imagine that bullshit, happens all the time
Niggaz better start growin' they own they cannot fuck with mine
Give me any record and I′ll flip it any style
Beginners better run back to the lab and practice for a while
Audio X, we gonna your blow your head up
Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
Niggaz can′t help it, 'cause they bumpin the shit loud
This has been another Audio X explosive, blast off
Blast
Come inside, hello everybody, welcome
Think you better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
′Cause we warring all you fuckin' yellow comets runnin′ from the front line
If anybody wanna get away hey, I'll find your fuckin ass in due time
Run and seek shelter but you never will escape
Flippin' over the gate, ′cause you can′t wait to get your fuckin ass away
But you're trapped, and there′s no way out of this mushroom cloud
But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now
Cypress Hill compound, you could hear the sound
Let another motherfucker run up and I′ll put your ass down
Then I'll peal from your cap the Cypress Hill star
Quick look around, you can′t hide you just might die right where you are
Audio X, we gonna your blow your head up
Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
Niggaz can't help it, cause they bumpin′ the shit loud
Whasup kid? Feel the rush, glad you kept in touch
With these niggaz who be puffin on the Dutch
Bustin′ guns, lay back in the cut, can it be?
It's just a dream when you′re on your scene smokin' the green
′Cause ain't shit never what you think it seem
From the streets where life ain′t cheap
Cypress Hill, Soul Assassins, while you askin', "Who dat rappin'?"
We get all up inside your grill, with the skill
Shoot to kill when it′s time for action
See you can′t hide, from this homicide, that ain't no lie
Better kiss that black ass goodbye when you try to play these wiseguys
So who′s complainin' when we intensify the levels on the rhyme
You better get ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Because we are the wild
Audio X, we gonna your blow your head up
Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I′ll flip it any style
Niggaz can't help it, cause they bumpin the shit loud
Audio terrorists, mic specialists
About to blow this, blast off
Lookin′ in your eyes, I see your body bag figure
Better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Cause it's on nigga what you wanna do? You better pay close attention
Let it be known, I control the zone beyond your comprehension
Blunt session, you feel the tension begin to rise
Fuck and feed him, if they can't take a joke and get high
I′m feelin′ lye, in my lungs, what the deal bro?
So many people wanna hit my joint but they never got none
Imagine that bullshit, happens all the time
Niggaz better start growin' they own they cannot fuck with mine
Give me any record and I′ll flip it any style
Beginners better run back to the lab and practice for a while
Audio X, we gonna your blow your head up
Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
Niggaz can′t help it, 'cause they bumpin the shit loud
This has been another Audio X explosive, blast off
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Barron Ricks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
