Cypress Hill, Barron Ricks - Steel Magnolia lyrics

Attendant: "That takes a fourteen shot clip
You expecting an army?"
Serpico: "Nojust the division"

"yeah, once again (that's right)
We about to attack this
(Harlem Inc, Murder Inc) yeah (Nicky Bond)
Jimmy Cagney type shit, Nicky Santoro
All my little short niggas
Joe Pesci and all that shit like this yo"

Filling out the cards to your eulogy
Murder that ass, send my
Regards to your family, fuck it
That's what niggas get for fuckin
With this maniac depressive nigga
With aggression, Smith and Wesson
In his possession
Harlem got me like that, too many grimy
Slimy niggas on the take
For short cake, we won't hesistate
I miss inhabitants who politic
In residence for presidents
Across 110th, to 55th
My covenant is protected, I'm doministic
Survival principles my ethics
Eastern philosophy's my method
Good samaritans need paremedics
So what's your premise
I hope you fuckin with Glocks and fo' fifths
Wrath's Napoleon, so teach your origin
Slash wrists shatter chins, and bust clips
Check it
"here is something you can't understand"
Steel Magnolia

I got the steel magnum, braggin
Leavin my toe tagged
As I get raggamuffin, no bluffin
The body bagged breaks all your bad habit's
Bad blood fanatics
Clean up the magic, chrome startin up static
Greed means that you die quick
Click the vision greed lies anmbition
Five slugs for the mission
Seven cause you go to the
Heaven or hell and dwell to meet your maker
But, you met the shotgun shell
Buckshots sting like bees, I smoke trees
On the hilltops
Clubshops and chilling overseas
Take in the breeze
Mr freeze squeeze the trigger
Killa G's got you week in the knees
To take it ea-sy!

Steel Magnolia
Magnificent guns bust when 'Uzi Weighs a Ton'
And yo' Glock spit's
Consecutive rounds shot from clips
Spells murder, sound synonymous to burner
Leave niggas ass up, gaspin for air
Front seats of truck so who the fuck want me
To press on they luck, bastard they son
When gats start to hum and
Whole crowds begin to run
Annihilation, destroyin all expectations
Have relatives embrace your Harlem hopital
We all patient
5 foot 6, concealed steel, pop more grip
With fixed sights that drifted to right
Triggers light
So relinquish son, I'm to the finish
And you acknowledge
Couldn't pop a clutch or light a skyrocket
Nigga stop it! Steel Magnolia

Steel Magnolia, bury ya, six niggas carry ya
To your final rest area
What you worried though
You ain't above that with a slug
And your chest beats, blowin out your back
Take it easy
To your eulogy, open heart surgery
Emergency, 911, come in a hurry
From the Hills to the Polo realms
Stackin the bills
I put you under my lo-lo, hit my switch
Then kill a bitch nigga steppin on my toes
Fuck foes and hoes
Get stuck in the ass like Pete Rose
I suppose you wanna get wild and throw blows
You chose to get you nose your broke
In a thick cloud of smoke
You're like a fat joint, I'm takin a toke
I'm like coke
But, you ain't smilin, feelin erratic
A fuckin addict to the dope shit
You better hope the shit stop

Smooth, holdin the Glock, rockin the hot shit
Steel Magnolia steel Magnolia
Steel Magnolia steel Magnolia