Cypress Hill - Temple Of Boom No rest for the wicked Lyrics

b____ a__ m____fucka
peter pie a__ n____, stand on your own two feet b____
how the f___ you gon bite somebody elses d___
n____, yours aint long enough to put in your mouth punk
watsup with that s___
Muggs, make it rough.

(Muggs)
So many fools swingin' from my sack,
Let's talk about the one who had my back!
Down in the west coast, so lemme kick it
To the m____fucka who calls himself wicked!
No rest, no peace! No sleep,
Doughboy rolling down the hill 'cause it's so steep!
Jackson... lemme figure out the name,
Jack 'cause you be stealing other n____z game!
But I'm the wrong n____ you wanna f___ with
On my d___ so hard, now ya wanna suck it!
Go on the head, gobble up the nuts,
Get your lips ready & tear this m_________er up!
Talk about Eazy, correct yourself.
Cube, better step back & check yourself!

Yeah n____, my homie though, he had a homie in you
he letchu listen to a m_________in' cut.
and you turned around and pulled some old friday s___ out,
what kind of s___ is that?

(B Real)
Hmmm... let's talk about this
First solo album on the east coast d___!
The east coast n____z all showed ya love,
Especially the one known as The King Sun!
He tried to warn us n____s aboutcha
But nobody would listen, even began dissin'
Two albums later, you callin' my crew,
All because ya wannabe Cypress Cube!
Shoulda known you couldn't hang in the alley,
Good boy went to school out in the valley.
f___ it, lemme make this understood,
Speakin' on mama's little Boy N Da Hood!
No Vaseline,
Just a rope & a chair & gasoline!
Lench Mob is a friend of mine,
But you talk about them n____z from behind.
You know what the Hossack(sp) is, O'Shea?
A m_________ing pig that don't fly straight!
Where ya gonna run to? Where ya gonna hide?
Taadow! Look who's waitin outside!

I got a can of kickass witcha m_________in name on it cube,
you wanna come collect it, or should I bring it to you?
cause' all that bullshit you doin'
aint nuthin' fly about that s___, m____fuckin thang
and I aint bullshittin', you need to back the f___ off
and that's real, kick rocks busta.

(B Real)
Natural Born Bullshitta! Lemme hitcha
With a dose of reality when I get witcha!
Your homie (?)
Put a pipe on the cover, even though you don't smoke
Buddha! Let me take you down under on a plane
When everybody was going insane!
Took a look at the Real one,
afro comb! The next morning you didn't have yours on.
How many ways will you bite my s___?
Would ya wet me or start throwing up a set?
Caution, when you enter the zone,
Never used to bang 'till you hear the microphone!
I got Cube melting in a tray,
Pulling up his card & f___ing up his good day!
Unoriginal rap veteran...
The n____ who say he don't steal from his friends!
Don't trust that n____ named O'Shea,
f___ him, and send him on his way.

Cypress m_________in Hill,
the hardest m____fuckin posse there is out here n____
so how did you think you could step to this
yea n____, the big bow wow bam cypress hill
timmy timmy tone fool, all through ya m____fuckin do',
n____ you cant handle the hill, the f___ was you thinkin about
you know you step to this, you gotta step to correct
and cypress aint havin that s___, yea n____
we crackin f___in necks, who gives a f___, a mad f___
so bring it out if you wanna test it.

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