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Psychodelic Vision - Cypress Hill
Lalalala-lala-lalala
I'll admit I was a wild seed
When I was a kid
Slangin d**e poppin Shroomz
And droppin lots of sin
Psychodelic visions would ensue
My view feelin the alter-states
As they altered my fate
But I and you
All that distorted sh*t brought it up
I came short
And couldn't afford to store it up
So I began to record it on audio
The autobiography of Luis Mario
Something that's unbelievable

Inconceivable
That half the sh*t
I set out to do was achievable
But alas
Look at all the sh*t come to pass
While we remained strong
Others broke like glass
Cos you lack style
And you need all the help brother
Cos you're fragile
And it should say it on your cover:
This side up for the celebrity
Who lacks intelligence
Integrity intensity
Oh it's true
I got you in that angle like Kurt
But don't go gettin your
F**kin feelings hurt
I spit many bars of heat
That burn like a furnace
I pour rhymes out like coffee
Spillin out your 'dermis
(Lalalala-lala-lalala)
I got my 9mm at my waist papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade papa
If you feel groggy
Then jump and get sprayed papa
I don't wanna
But you dug your own grave papa
I got my 9 millimeter at my waist papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade papa
If you feel groggy then jump
And get sprayed papa
I don't wanna
But you dug your own grave papa
You know me and you've grown with me
And if I had a big enough pad
I'd take you all home with me
I don't walk around with bodyguards
That's not me
I'm hangin out with the people as my posse
Used to have a lot of enemies
With bad intentions
Spreading gossip like disease
Creating lots of tension
People turn around
When you become a star it seems
But others hate you all cos
You've fulfilled all your dreams
They smile in your face
And act like nothing's wrong
When you turn your back
They hate and play one of your
Songs
Why don't you take your mask off
Look me in the eye
You afraid I might blast-off
And call you on your life
Take a deep one and peep son
Retribution comes around
More than once like a re-run
You're a cheap one to kill so steep son
You're just another one
Who gets thrown in the quay son
I got my 9 millimeter at my waist papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade papa
If you feel groggy then jump
And get sprayed papa
I don't wanna
But you dug your own grave papa
I got my 9 millimeter at my waist papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade papa
If you feel groggy then jump
And get sprayed papa
I don't wanna
But you dug your own grave papa
You know they smile in your face
You know they try to take space

I let you punks know you ain't safe
Cos you know you're just dead-weight

But at the present day
They gettin stalled out for some
Reason
But not from me
Because it's punk-hunt season
Charged with high-treason
I'm easin the blow never
The body that you're leasin
Ain't gonna roll forever
So think about that is it worth the pain
When you flirt with pain b**ch you
Don't hurt your brain
But you're thick-headed numskull and rick said it
"it was the moment you feared
When my venom spreaded"
I got my 9 millimeter at my waist papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade papa
If you feel groggy then jump
And get sprayed papa
I don't wanna
But you dug your own grave papa
I got my 9 millimeter at my waist papa
I got my shotgun in the escalade papa
If you feel groggy then jump
And get sprayed papa
I don't wanna
But you dug your own grave papa
You know they smile in your face

You know they try to take space

I let you punks know you ain't safe

You know they just can't wait
You know they smile in your face
You know they try to take space
I let you punks know you ain't safe
You know they just can't wait