Cypress Hill, U-God, RZA - Killa Hill Niggas lyrics

"Esto no me gusta aquí la gente
La gente no sirve pa' mierda aquí yo soy
Yo soy Capitán Pingaloca y to' mundo aquí
Me sirve a mi o va
Pa'l carajo oye revolución compadre!"

In the midst of the madness no question
Who's the baddest
MC's in the game runnin for the status
Take a few seconds to review the crews
Sittin on top is the Hill lookin over you
Killa Hill Niggas, cream in my dream
Cookin up a scheme for all
Them big bank figures the world is yours
But it can be mine and his
Bust you out the frame
I don't give a fuck who it is
Number one mission, opposition
Get thrown sent home in dead position
In the casket, best wishes
At the bottom of the lake
Sleepin with the fishes
Full out search for the body
Of the MC's who be comin to disrupt the party
No wins, no ends, no way
That I'm ever gonna let ya come back again!

Check my dramatics, brains get splattered
Dreams shattered
Sabas get blasted for words he packaged
Peep the sequence crab adolescents
On his defense
Power-U niggas talkin fast like Puerto Ricans
What you seekin
Son I catch cream like Dominicans
Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin
Wild as Indians
Tomahawk - Shaolin slang, the violent talk
Upstate New York
Where chumps get extorted for Newports
What you thought?

Ease back
Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
That that that I'm ever gonna
Let ya come back again ease back
Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
Ease back, ease back ease back
Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again

"Y ya está dicho todos los que no
Les guste mi 'rebote' van a murir
Yo le voy a meter una bala
A la cabeza a cualquier maricón
Que no me persiga a mi
A la 'singadapuerta' ¡Oye, hijo de puta!
¡Quiero quemarte la cara!"

Words drop in chant, the cheeky-eyed slant
I'm takin these cannabis plants yo for grant'
Exotic, narcotic, tunes slam soon
From a dune in the
Desert Mega-Babylon pleasure
Comin out the domepiece, smell my aroma
Warrior nomad, put you in a coma
Comma, llama, smash-crashin your armor
Drama, I'm a, stealth aircraft bomber
Here is where I dwell at the gates o' hell
It ain't where you're from it's
Where you're in the mentals
And if not yo, credentials are essential
I see reality, few things surroundin me
Three like a spread
Precise strikes the lyric
Not frontin or braggin
Hundred percent red dragon
Pine fragranced lyrics
The rhymes you can't imagine
The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlark Lemon
Five part criminal, two part felon

- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
That that that I'm ever gonna
Let ya come back again
Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- that that I'm ever gonna
Let ya come back again ease back
Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
Ease back ease back ease back
Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

"Esto es muy antiguo esta dicho! Aquí
La revolución! No se va a ver por televisión
Todos los maricones del norte
Que los voy a matar yo
Va a ser aquí en nuestro país
Y todos los 'singao masones'
Que están chingando el mundo también
Van a ver la muerte
De ellos mismos, en las manos
De ellos un día, va a ser sangre
Mucha sangre la peste de los cuerpos muertos
Van a oír
Que se va a hueler hasta los Estados Unidos
Estos cabrones que con la democracia
Que nos 'tan chingando en el culo
Todos son unos mismos cabrones"