Cypress Hill - The Only Way lyrics

Sometimes I think about the
Only way that I'll
Ever see life beyond LA is dying
Sometimes I think about the only way that
I'll ever see life beyond LA is

Only way out is in a bag I figure
You ain't leavin' me, you lil punk ass nigga
Once you down for me, you down for life
We stay hustlin fool, keep the family tight
We run business, snow out witness

That's why I only love to control it
Love for my hood
And the niggas that I roll with

I love LA, but it's a jungle
We come from the darkest corners
Where all the street kids rumble
Get their hustle on and hold
Dice in the bundle
Stumble on the red, some can't stay humble
Many catch cases of leather, pressure
They crumble will pigs catch 'em
They bound to catch a couple
Streets of hot lead sure enough
Will make you tumble no names attached
They could put you out with one blow

Sometimes I think about the
Only way that I'll
Ever see life beyond LA is dying
Sometimes I think about the only way that
I'll ever see life beyond LA is

From eastside to the valley, raw
Dogs all over LA, here represent Cali
Lowriders and hot women, what you tell me?
We're ballin' out here and the
Weed is so smelly
Don't slip or you can get drugged through
The alley and violated for credit
Get stuck in your belly
Cause it's all about survival
Better learn it quick
Or you might get wet on arrival

I got ways of dealin' with my own
That's better off not spoken or shown
Hot head city when I bring the anger
Heat on the street in the form of gangbangers
This side of earth don't forget
Chew you up and spit you out like
Legal bill and it stung like hell
Hunt your ass down to the graveyard

Sometimes I think about the
Only way that I'll
Ever see life beyond LA is dying
Sometimes I think about the only way that
I'll ever see life beyond LA is

As a young buck growin' up in the Angel City
Caught a glimpse of life, together
Will ya say it with me?
Was an outlaw for so many years
Some in tears
Come reminiscin' about the homies
Who ain't here escape the street karma, no
Matter what deep harm
I could never catch sleep
You know everyday gets much harder
Will set up and get product or
Set up and get shot up if you wanna survive
Better have the street knowledge
Rappers, actors, gangstas, ballas
Watch stars, cop cars, we pop collars
Chop dollars better have that shit on lock
You got a fat wallet so you might have a
Braveheart like Will Wallace
With a chip on your shoulder, I'm freeze
I'm the coldest nigga in the streets
To trigga' with these, assault you, nigga
I know life's cold and bitter when you're all
Alone and ain't nobody running with ya'

Sometimes I think about the
Only way that I'll
Ever see life beyond LA is dying
Sometimes I think about the only way that
I'll ever see life beyond LA is