Chorus You can?t rap my friend you?re white and you?re from Fulham Please put down the mic there?s no way you can fool them Don?t be stupid you wont
: Chorus You can?t rap my friend you?re white and you?re from Fulham Please put down the mic there?s no way you can fool them Don?t be stupid you
blood sucker Fat motherfucker, now looks who's in trouble As you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles Kanye West samples, here's one for example
you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better be thankful we even let y'all shine
wit the tongue like the double edge sword? Talkin' out the neck like we wouldn't push forward But we murdered you *** and rap suckas, while you *** And
When ya face to face with the demons, you can't fear it You fight 'til the battle finished No matter what the end is, when you attack you strike with
'cause my rhyme's so heated And you can't fuck with me, ya need to stop fakin I'm workin on my sixth CD and still bangin (say what?) You think you hardcore
you know what I'm sayin'! We goin' for motherfuckin' you know what I'm sayin'! Can't nobody fuck with us in this X-rated rap game, and anybody that
of 50s. Showed it to my nigas said they can't believe how pink it is. (Example) You gotta look over your shoulder Cos remember they don't teach that
I'm stiff to neutral brother, and I'm born to get busy Let us start to freak you and we'll make you feel alright When you come to Cypress Hill Make sure that you
us is worth more than any award is But I ain't try na have none of my people hurt and murdered It ain't worth it, I can't think of a perfecter way to
, now we talkin' 'bout you Seems to me that you have a problem So we can see what we can do to solve them Think rap is a fad? You must be mad 'Cause we
the guard, I'm Steve Nash You a rap group, I'll slap through The only time you see a gun is when mine is pointin' at you Skip the church and the reverend
