Call O’ Da Wild, Cypress Hill - The Ninth Symphony lyrics

Been here, going nowhere
Thousands of centuries BC
Esta cosa es para la gente en el barrio-
Studying The Arts of War sun Tzu
You know what I’m saying?
Ancient philosophies coming through
-otra vez tenemos el Soul Assassins-
Strictly project derelicts

Cursed styles get flipped back
See authorities
All auxiliary cops who hops his
Horse to his block
When silhouettes get met with force
And profiles unlike the faces of killers
That surface out inside the crowds
And limitless potential
Who persevere through years and shot?
Blasting off? have to duck
Save the wise remarks for the masses
And niggas off the ave who
Caught a thousand cracks
Who do stick-ups with innocent
Bitches be hitting?
Those? to readjust discuss
With law outbursts?
But the worse comes to worst
I’mma bust non stop those concerns
Conversating about guns
They have to keep me focused
You know what I'm saying?

From the first to the last
Niggas stand to blast
Stepping into a new realm on their ass
Open up your eyes and then see
The world through the criminal eyes
Mindstate and realize niggas is playing
The victim for perfection
Put the gun up in your hands
And aim in their direction guns can't
Casket? nigga stop? driving? blind
Yeah, nigga run that shit-
No remorse, of course I'm so smoked
In a maze and I'm dazed
Confused and fuck y'all

Once again the soldiers rise out of
The smoke eliminating the enemies?
Call O’ Da Wild crusaders never die?
Ready for battle, life of the assassin
Constant blasting for a piece of the action
Royal soldiers, all shapes, colors and sizes
Keep your eyes on the?

Government stance to unlicense slavery?
Who all refuse? Anonymous? words
On the counter
Chicks with syphilis perform ridiculous?
Swinging episodes from young ages
For materialistic items? and dice games
Shots heard after the exchange of words
Keep my peeps on a?
Watch for best laid scheme
And gamble specialists
And locksmiths? to pop this box
Begin? projects, mistalkers hanging on wheel
Resilient crews going through
Truce and ordeals even adequate your fills
Keep the moss peeled monopolies hold peace
OG trap style to your neck what?

Once again the soldiers rise out of
The smoke eliminating the enemies?
Call O’ Da Wild crusaders never die?
Ready for battle, life of the assassin
Constant blasting for a piece of the action
Royal soldiers, all shapes, colors and sizes
Keep your eyes on the?