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Cypress Hill - Steel Magnolia Lyrics
"Steel Magnolia"(feat. Barron Ricks)
[Attendant:] "That takes a fourteen shot clip
You expecting an army?"
[Serpico:] "No....just the division"
[Barron Ricks]
"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 niggaz
Joe Pesci and all that shit like this yo"
Fillin out the cards to your eulogy
Murder that ass, send my regards to your
family, fuck it
That's what niggaz get for fuckin with this
maniac depressive nigga
with aggresion, Smith and Wesson, in his
possession
Harlem got me like that, too many grimy,
slimy niggaz 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 Napolean, so teach your origin, slash
wrists
Shatter chins, and bust clips
Check it, "here is somethin you can't
understand"
Steel Magnolia
[B-Real]
I got the steel magnum, braggin, leavin my
toe tagged
As I get raggamuffin, no bluffin, the body
bagged
Breaks all your bad habits, 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!
[Barron Ricks]
Steel Magnolia
Magnificent guns bust when 'Uzi Weighs a Ton'
And yo' Glock spits, consecutive rounds shot
from clips
spells murder, sound synonymous to burner
Leave niggaz 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
[B-Real]
Steel Magnolia, bury ya, six niggaz 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
[Barron Ricks]
Steel Magnolia
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