Cypress Hill Lyrics
Cypress Hill Lyrics
"Cock the Hammer Lyrics"
Ship of Beers Lyrics
I've never been the type to travel on the sea without at least a pint to keep me company never in my dreams did I imagine that a vessel of this nature existed for our pleasure, it's so hard to believe that we will embark and to sail the open
I've never been the type to travel on the sea without at least a pint to keep me company never in my dreams did I imagine that a vessel of this nature existed for our pleasure, it's so hard to believe that we will embark and to sail the open
I'm a chicken hawk (On a chicken-hunt), huntin' for a chicken
Get paranoid when you hear my Glock clickin'
Speakin' to the punk-ass victim(punk that's tweakin')
With the bitch-ass styles I hit you like Deacon
Jones house, cough without the bones
I rolled ya up and smoked you like bones (cones)
Split the seed and grow you like clones
Don't start-me-up, cause I'm not the Rolling Stones
But I get stoned with a little help from my friends
With the (gubla), then I passed it round back to m
Corner Of My Life Lyrics
CORNER OF MY LIFE (Bill Anderson) « © '73 Stallion Music » I'm not looking for a sweetheart just a gentle lady friend Someone I can softly turn to when I need to now and then When my head gets kinda tangled and my soul is layin' bare<
e againCORNER OF MY LIFE (Bill Anderson) « © '73 Stallion Music » I'm not looking for a sweetheart just a gentle lady friend Someone I can softly turn to when I need to now and then When my head gets kinda tangled and my soul is layin' bare<
I can make you famous like Amos
Same as the last punk, when I stuck the gatt up his anus
Hear me growl: Grrra! Howl!
I got the night vision just like the wise old owl
I'm comin' ta fetch ya
Yeah homes I'll wet ya (Yeah home direct ya)
Bury them bones
Under my home and
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
With (Take) my weapon, step into a whole new realm
And step back, as I
No Apology Lyrics
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters / D. Mann / D. Baddorf] No more will I regress backward From what which I believe I owe no man an explanation Expect no apology Logic defends age old prophecies Christ's life, death and resurre
take up the helm[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters / D. Mann / D. Baddorf] No more will I regress backward From what which I believe I owe no man an explanation Expect no apology Logic defends age old prophecies Christ's life, death and resurre
Of (On) the pirate ship I'm steerin'
Jump into gear and (Droppin' the geran)
Just realize what you're hearin'
The cannon's soundin' (cannon sounded)
That's my companions surroundin' (companion: surrounded)
As my crew comes pounding (bounding)
It's (As) the captain
Afro-america
Whole lotta gattin'
With the loc'ed out latin
Bust that (Busted!)
You're a red beard with a musket
Better duck (talk) quick 'cause ya might get dusted
Your gatt looks rusted,
Battle Of The Gods Lyrics
[Music & lyrics: Kotipelto] He was raised to avenge, to make things right He could feel the anger running in his veins In a foreign land he began to understand He must overthrow his uncle from his reign Learning how to fight using hi
disgusted[Music & lyrics: Kotipelto] He was raised to avenge, to make things right He could feel the anger running in his veins In a foreign land he began to understand He must overthrow his uncle from his reign Learning how to fight using hi
Oh look away, look away boy as I rush it
Yes I know that you can't withstand it
Watch that ass cause punk I'll brand it
With my (a) steel-toe, how you feel now
When my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo
Cry on a pillow, weeper that's willow
The Hill got the steel (skill) for the static like brillo
Hmmm, what you talkin' `bout punk
Gimme room as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the white banner
Ever heard a gun (Glock) go `click' like a camera?