Cypress Hill - Pass the Knife lyrics

Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
(Bloaw, bloaw)
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
(Bloaw, bloaw)
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
(Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na)
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
(Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na)
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
(Bloaw, bloaw)
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
(Bloaw, bloaw)


Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
(Na na na na na na)
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress
Cypress, Cypress, Cypress, Cypress

Pass the knife, I'ma take a life
Seems I'm on a bad one, every night
More attention to the light
Burning up at the very touch, runaway train
I perform the ritual, take away all the pain
Free you from this life
From my hands I release you
If the end is what you pray for
More than women to appease you
Another chapter starts and more
Darkness fills the ages
And another stage is set for
Many names upon the pages
I can sing you all the lullaby
And nullify the threat to me
Then disappear, no one knows my whereabouts
Presently blend in with the masses
Now I'm fittin' in society
Hide behind the mask
Overwhelmed by the anxiety

In the middle of the street and
I got me a pistol if you wanna see more
All I gotta do is whistle
Ah shit, now you looking at a bloodbath
But queued motherfuckers is the one
Who had to have that

Hit the floor, better hit the floor
Better hit the floor
Better, better, better hit the floor
Better hit the floor
Better, better hit the floor
Better hit the floor better, better
Better hit the floor when you hear the sound
Better hit the floor, better hit the floor
Better, better hit the floor
Better hit the floor
Better, better hit the floor
Better hit the floor
Better hit the floor when you hear the sound

Rolling stone
Everywhere I roam, I can call it home
I've adapted to the elements and set the tone
Set the bar high, stars in your eyes
Far as I can see
I can see those little scars that you hide
You one of the rock gods
This is only the beginning
'Cause the ghost is in the shadow
And this patience slowly thinnin'
Sweat drippin' down my face
As I'm waitin' for the moment
When the metal's flyin' blind
There's no chances for atonement
It's my life and I own it
Ace up me sleeve and I've shown it
I have skill to survive
All my life I have known it
I'm the one you should look to
If your enemy shook you
I have the skill if you need it
My name, don't even repeat it

In the middle of the street
And I got me a pistol
If you wanna see more all
I gotta do is whistle
Ah shit, now you looking at a bloodbath
But queued motherfuckers is the one
Who had to have that

Hit the floor, better hit the floor
Better hit the floor
Better, better, better hit the floor
Better hit the floor
Better, better hit the floor
Better hit the floor
Better hit the floor when you hear the sound