It’z On

Lyrics

Cypress hills: Yo, itz On x8 Mr. Sinful: Trucha, trucha holmes! I got the fusca Run for cover cus you know that I'm gonna shoot'cha ? I'm on a mission you better listen Trata de esconderte but you're still gonna come up missing Heaven doesn't want me hell is afraid I might take over Now that I'm older I'm just a looney soldier Props to my pops cus he don't like the cops Fuck the placa holmes they're full of caca Never under-ranking I gotta get the spanking See I'm the maniac that puts pigs in a blanket Simon trigger happy like my man Pancho Villa You better stay down Ey, holmes don't let me see ya You know I'm the Azteca That's gonna, gonna get'cha Wet'cha don't try to act a fool I got the crew muy loco Loco to the fullest Fuscas loaded with bullets and I'm ready to pull this Cypress hills: And on, And on, And on Yo, it'z On 4x I-man: Hey, don't ya provoke ya'self to get smoked Mr. Toker I'm the super duper party pooper doer Here to choke ya It's over With 3 strikes you're outty You should've stayed at home instead of step and tryna doubt me Rock slinger I'm the wild west lowks you're understanding me So bring your gats Or your baseball bats and bring your family And handle me Cus I'm bounds to be Mr. Loco Give me the time I'll tell you str8 up what you don't know And let me introduce you to my 9 Try to fuck around and watch my homie blow you your mind Into bits and pieces slithering in the brink Put a dent in your third eye so how you gonna see Where I'm at if you're stepping up You're nowhere near to get off Should I let the led off So I could let your head off Not yet But never underestimate the Intel' Cus when you think that you got me You better think again Cypress hills: And on, And on, And on Yo, it'z On 4x Mr. Sinful One: Well if it ain't off in the sound then I'll break your jaw while you're yawning To the ground you'll be falling while I'm creepy crawling I'm just a sneaky slither-like conniver and dirty fighter Put gas on your ass then I pull out my lighter Poof! Watch ya disappear like a genie Dust you off and now you're. ? So never take it for granted make sure you understand it Of course I'm packing a piece like a bunch of bandits I-man: So let's get ready to rumble Ruff n jump mumbo jumbo Since now you wanna swing Let's use a tight bing Get one to the throat And two to the stomach I let my dawgs swing Cus the force is atomic You think you're slick when you cut Caught you whipping up a cup I ain't nothing but a nut walking up to fuck you up And right after the torture Have some nachos and a smile But you just been laid out How Mexican Style Cypress hills: And on, And on, And on Yo, it'z On 4x