Red Light Visions Songtext
von Cypress Hill

Break that shit off, nigga

Look at all the MCs tryna get down
But all you get is a peeled back, dome cap (yeah)
I′m not the one to be having that shit
All these punk niggas better bow down and submit (submit that shit)
Niggas don't know how to keep it real (keep it real)
Only if you niggas know the real deal
Fuck all the bullshit, Cypress Hill
Comes raining on your brain, bringin′ the blood stains

Smeared on the sidewalk, one mark dome
Of the prejudice skull, hanging in my home
Straight to yo' dome, sucker
So what you wanna do, fool?


The big game hunter, fucking shit up
Get your ass back down, the hill's on the cut
Who′ll get in the circle, let′s see if you're raw?
Hardcore, last vato might hit the fucking floor (shut up)
Glocks in sync, send in them one clip
For any busters who wanna flip
Versace ring shining in your eye
Soul of an assassin until I die (de por vida, loco)

Red light visions in your dome piece
Nightmares runnin′ through your head, won't cease (don′t stop)
Look at you now, broke down and done
No competition can ever get none

Straight flip-flop, nigga, flip-flop
On your punk ass until you drool
(Cypress Hill) you're nothing but a motherfucking time clock (comin′ at yo' grill)
Cypress (fuck how you feel) motherfucking Hill
And they know, them want another piece to the puzzle, fool