Spitting the words into y'all girlies twats, 200-pound cousins turning asides in momma’s drawers, I’m dropping the score crushing the borders, pushing morals closer to edge of Houston, out of 5-th Warders. No weapons are loaded, except the lyrical performance, no experience of being on parole – fuck’em all. I’m growing the roots in Texas like dreads on Marley’s head, swallowing gallons of alcohol – fuck highdroll.
New world is gonna throw……oh shit it’s Cypress Hill ^((
new world is about to receive my heavy spit, that’s gonna be sunk in deep shit that y’all live with. Relevant bitches with pierced clits and lips gangbanging in a pose of a pigeon on limp dicks
Of the masters and gators, pocket-pool players, opened ass slappers, stinking twats investigators, mother-fuckers.
Wooooooohh. Did I deliver that right? Nevermind, I’m moving haters fuckoutta southside. On the northside, no wait, fuck it,……. polar side. When demographical blast will make’em sink in Antarctica, when the nuclear powered submarine will blow’em нафик, only after that I’ma stop torturing the mic =)))))