Cypress Hill - One Last Cigarette lyrics

(Fuck you motherfucker! Untie me
From this chair man
You better untie me from this chair nigga
You know who the fuck I am
I will have you killed nigga!
You better untie me motherfucker
Fuck y'all motherfuckers man!
Do you know who the fuck I am?)

Beat drowns out the voice as
A Cypress Hill member speaks

Right duct tape being unrolled
Sho' you right you want a cigarette nigga?

You was a good kid
Your parents musta loved you
They got you out of trouble no
Matter how big the bubble
They gave you everything
Nah you never needed nothin'
We used to get high
'member we was weeded cousin
We used to go to clubs
Blaze it up and act crazy
What made you turn around
Was it drugs or your lady?
We had good times, committin' hood crimes
We drew lines but you never understood mine
You don't go fuckin' homies
Just like my momma told me
I held my hood up boldly
You were a fuckin' phony
I guess it manifested when I
Got the call early
They said you bunkered down in
The hood with ol' girly
She had your back covered
But that didn't matter did it?
I know you're livin'
But, you put your fuckin' self in it
Don't try to make a move
Nigga don't go fuckin' 'dere
I know you're hurtin' cause you're tied
Up to the fuckin' chair
You never loved your family
You robbed that mall gladly
They tried to love you sadly
You let 'em down badly
Just call me Death's angel
But we were never strangers
You 'bout to get mangled
That's truer than Kurt Angle
Now it's time to pay, any last words to say?
I know your mind strays
Son I think you need to pray
Don't even need to tell you
You were a smart nigga save your teardrops
Yo don't even start nigga
You shoulda thought of that long
Ago before you fucked me
You dodged me long enough
Homey now you been lucky
But now it's pay the piper
No fuckin' traps or snipers
Just the gas and lighter
Caught up in the web of spiders
But now you get devoured
Burnin' in the flames you coward
This is the very hour
I send your family flowers
I'm sure they all will miss you
But they will be good without you
They'll reminisce and light a candle
As they talk about you

Relax no no it's okay
Let me give you a light muffled: "Oh SHIT!"

Flames roaring, a voice screaming

That's my favorite fucking song

In the background
"Pigs" by Cypress Hill plays

This pig harassed the whole neighborhood
Well this pig worked at the station
This pig he killed my Homeboy
So the fuckin pig, went on a vacation
This pig he is the chief
Got a brother pig, Captain O'Malley
He's got a son that's a pig too
He's collectin pay-offs from a dark alley
This pig's known as a narco