Cypress Hill - From the Window of My Room lyrics

[Cypress Hill - From the Window of My Room lyrics]

Now lately I've been findin myself
Pourin my guts out expressin my thoughts
Lettin my nuts out in the walls of sleep
I can't keep it all in the hall clear
While others keep it inside for
The pride they hold dear
Shoulda been, woulda been
Coulda been the cops stop look and listen
You'll get a vision of Hip-Hop
Individuals lookin to the battle
The shadows of man
See it all, be it all, you need a plan
It takes one man to understand this
Learn fuckin with a deadly gas
You get burned
From the window of my room, I shoot all stars
Every little bit you consume, the high cost
Of living it's all given to you
Don't lose it
Every man's given a tool, but don't use it



From the window of my room, assume all's lost
Every little bit you consume, the high cost
Break free, you're selling your soul
For a fee but all that shit ain't worth it
You burnin up see
The window of my room, assume all's lost
Every little bit you consume, is high cost
Break free, you're selling your soul
For a fee but all that shit ain't worth it
You burnin up see

From the window of my room
The gloom spreadin across
The land of milk and honey
No money to feed the boss
Funny the cost of life
Cut clean blood streams out the body
Nobody wants you dreamin about shorty
No longer don't need a 40
To take away any pain
So punk me and I'll give
You the world exact change
Or quote me and you're never the same
I claim no one
I show none the weakness individuals
Go forth ya seek this
Wherever I roam is home to me
You Shogun, look at my enemies try to do me
The influential status, you know the baddest
Lookie here, show you what that is
Bringin the madness
Sadness to those appealin to any conflict
Lookin out my window pane, I see you fallin
What are you a man or a mouse
The house light shinin within
That's when you begin to live again

From the window of my room, assume all's lost
Every little bit you consume, the high cost
Break free, you're selling your soul
For a fee but all that shit ain't worth it
You burnin up see
The window of my room, assume all's lost
Every little bit you consume, is high cost
Break free, you're selling your soul
For a fee but all that shit ain't worth it
You burnin up see

From my window I can see
Humanity, goin insane G
Everybody want respect, but you gotta collect
Only hardcore vatos on the set
Don't get me wrong but
Some rhymes get twisted
There it goes, the pride, you missed it
I ain't upset with the motherfucker dissin
Find me in Watts when you wanna come hit me
Some shit ain't what it seems
In the land of dreams
Some sell their soul to get the cream
From the teens I don't sling
Or slang no crack
I'm known for bringin in funky ass raps
See those magazine crews and I'm a goner
Dull interviews with these damn primadonnas
Unlike some of these fools on the turf
Look like the real thing
But they soft like Nerfs
So unrehearsed that it shows in the product
Need to get the fuck out
Before you get caught up

From the window of my room, assume all's lost
Every little bit you consume, the high cost
Break free, you're selling your soul
For a fee but all that shit ain't worth it
You burnin up see
The window of my room, assume all's lost
Every little bit you consume, is high cost
Break free, you're selling your soul
For a fee but all that shit ain't worth it
You burnin up see

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