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THE LYRIC OF CHECKMATE , CYPRESS HILL'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Checkmate, Cypress Hill's song

[Sen Dog]
Bout to mash these niggaz man
Don t come in my backyard motherfucker
HahahaB-Real and the DOGmotherfucker!
Ha! Yeah

Here we go y allthat s the nigga head dog
Lunatic smokin loopsloose in your sector
Got my eye on emon the apparatus
like a bone to a dogyea you know I gotta have it
Anywhere you get it shitand I ma grab it
Turn around stares to your face and I jab it
Drop youlike one of those ill bad habits
Hunt youlike a hillbilly huntin a rabbit
Cuttin niggaz up like Muggs on the wheels
for realspenetentiary steel
Pull heads to bed from the choke of a headlock
Fadin baldheads to permseven dreadlocks
BWOYrudebwoy with me style
I can get foul or wildor just cool for a while

Chorus: B-RealSen Dog

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em high
Got the live shitbang em whenever you/he wanna try
Shoot to thrillbe at the HillI/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall

* repeat 2X *

[B-Real]
Look look punkevery way you get shook
To the pawntakin out the rookoff of the book
Lights get tookentaken you for Satan
You can t breatheno need to look up and see me
The last hopewhen you mellow you call whoever
For the hype shityou call the Hillput it together
Runnin this gamebringin the sameraw shit
Over the hillsthrough the city we come equipped
to the letterkeepin your temperature down low
What I revealthe good shit to heal all souls
Makin you roll late nightyou trippinmy game s tight
To the new shit I bringnever the same hype
so PUSH THAT SHIT OFFget updon t let off
No matter how much blood you spit up
You could never befuckin with Greenthumb
The outcome s specificyou spliff itcollapsed lung
We hit hardbreakin your guardyou can t tell
when the bells ringbustin your shellthe pawn fell

Chorus

(Peek-a-Booyou fuck you!)

[Sen Dog]
I ma freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I ma kill all junk with the suicide clunk
Ain t nobody came my waytalkin bout
the Westside of L.A.so whatever
punk-ass click you claimyou keep bumpin that shit
and elevate your framecause I want that
big-timeassholestudio gangsta
Worth a lot of shitbut that s not the main factor

[B-Real]
My nigga Sen s rollin againremember when
we rocked showsbattlin foesthe time s been long
Strong with the stylesyou ain t hear to win
Like blood pourin out of the penthe ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in your brainthe hot flash
got you heated with repeated attacks over the tracks
Smack niggaz upback niggaz uphack niggaz up
Jack niggaz uphangin the wack niggaz up
Snowball effectwe rollin the city limits
Crushin the bitch-ass niggaz with all the gimmicks

Chorus

[Sen Dog]
Checkmate fool!

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