Cypress Hill - Cock the Hammer lyrics

I'm a chickenhawk, huntin' for a chicken
Get paranoid when you hear my Glock clickin'
Speakin' to the punk that's tweakin'
With the bitch-ass styles I
Hit you like Deacon
Jones house, cough without the bones
I rolled ya up and smoked you like cones
Split the seed and grow you like clones
Don't start-me-up
'cause I'm not the Rolling Stones
But, I get stoned with a
Little help from my friends with the
(good blend)
Then I passed it round back to me again
I can make you famous like Amos
Same as the last punk
When I stuck the gat up his anus
Hear me growl: Grrra! Howl!
I got the night vision just
Like the wise old owl i'm comin' to fetch ya
Yeah homes, I'll wet ya bury them bones
Under my home and

Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!

Take my weapon, step into a whole new realm
And step back, as I take up the helm
On the pirate ship I'm steerin'
Droppin' the geran
Just realize what you're hearin'
The cannon sounded
That's my companion: surrounded
As my crew comes bounding as the captain
Afro-America whole lotta gattin'
With the loc'ed out Latin busted!
You're a red beard with a musket
Better talk quick 'cause ya might get dusted
Your gat looks rusted, disgusted
Oh look away, look away boy as I rush it
Yes I know that you can't withstand it
Watch that ass 'cause punk I'll brand it
With a steel-toe, how you feel now
When my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo
Cry on a pillow, weepin ass willow
The Hill got the skill
For the static-like brillo
Hmm, what you talkin' `bout punk
Gimme room as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the white banner
Ever heard a Glock go click like a camera?

Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!