Cypress Hill - Bitter lyrics
[Cypress Hill - Bitter lyrics]
I lost my innocence at birth
But, I make no excuses
For the trivial things and
The pain life induces
Bitches are wild, and so was I
Young and stupid it's incredible
What a shitty circumstance produces them
Criminals, led by the originals, high
Strung, motivated by the, principles
Some of us out - he used
To think we were invincible
On the corner bangin' and
Slangin' the habitual
Deadly rituals fill my head
Nothin' spiritual
Bullets filled up bodies like
Hands from my physical
I got touched by the hot
Hands of bitter fools
Divided and tempted snake bitten
By the ridicule
Frustration and hate filled my adrenaline
I play doctors here's two
Bullets for your medicine
I carry those days like a weapon close to me
The memories of hot lead rippin'
A hole through me
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter
Snakes' pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you
Pump up all day long
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Stand
So many
Come and go in this lifetime that you serve
Faces change
Like seasons everywhere you turn
Gangsta's become blinded
Visions become blurred
Learned to stay alive to the
Real side of the curb
You came along way but some
Still refuse to notice
They turned they back on us and
They tried to provoke us
You ask about us, you talk trash about us
Walk fast around us
But my block fast allowed us
Don't try to crowd us nigga
We'll smack you up
Look around and see who's willin'
To back you up you're in a ghost town and
Home alone like Macaulay nigga
Don't say my name nigga
Don't even think of me
Fire start spittin' from my grill
Piece, ya scorched up, touched up
I'm the C4 that blew up your porch
I spit venom quicker than the
Punch on your Porsche
Venom so deadly I'll make your
Fuckin' life divorce ya
Ask for Alamoney, bitches, you all phoney
I'll make you sing the blues
Like you're Paulpau Coloney
Go ask Moley, you in the middle of shit
And anything you say I'll be known the shit
The force drops hit's a ball
Makin' me die of laughter
Cause, I know what these
Son-of-a-bitches are after
Your mind and soul, if your blind and cold
Then your true sign is shown
Then your fuckin' mind is blown
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter
Snakes' pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you
Pump up all day long
Hated on, but we're still standin' strong
Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Stand
But, I make no excuses
For the trivial things and
The pain life induces
Bitches are wild, and so was I
Young and stupid it's incredible
What a shitty circumstance produces them
Criminals, led by the originals, high
Strung, motivated by the, principles
Some of us out - he used
To think we were invincible
On the corner bangin' and
Slangin' the habitual
Deadly rituals fill my head
Nothin' spiritual
Bullets filled up bodies like
Hands from my physical
I got touched by the hot
Hands of bitter fools
Divided and tempted snake bitten
By the ridicule
Frustration and hate filled my adrenaline
I play doctors here's two
Bullets for your medicine
I carry those days like a weapon close to me
The memories of hot lead rippin'
A hole through me
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter
Snakes' pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you
Pump up all day long
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Stand
So many
Come and go in this lifetime that you serve
Faces change
Like seasons everywhere you turn
Gangsta's become blinded
Visions become blurred
Learned to stay alive to the
Real side of the curb
You came along way but some
Still refuse to notice
They turned they back on us and
They tried to provoke us
You ask about us, you talk trash about us
Walk fast around us
But my block fast allowed us
Don't try to crowd us nigga
We'll smack you up
Look around and see who's willin'
To back you up you're in a ghost town and
Home alone like Macaulay nigga
Don't say my name nigga
Don't even think of me
Fire start spittin' from my grill
Piece, ya scorched up, touched up
I'm the C4 that blew up your porch
I spit venom quicker than the
Punch on your Porsche
Venom so deadly I'll make your
Fuckin' life divorce ya
Ask for Alamoney, bitches, you all phoney
I'll make you sing the blues
Like you're Paulpau Coloney
Go ask Moley, you in the middle of shit
And anything you say I'll be known the shit
The force drops hit's a ball
Makin' me die of laughter
Cause, I know what these
Son-of-a-bitches are after
Your mind and soul, if your blind and cold
Then your true sign is shown
Then your fuckin' mind is blown
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter
Snakes' pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you
Pump up all day long
Hated on, but we're still standin' strong
Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Stand