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THE LYRIC OF STEEL MAGNOLIA , CYPRESS HILL'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Steel Magnolia, Cypress Hill's song

Attendant: "That takes a fourteen shot clip
You expecting an army?"
Serpico: "No....just the division"

[Barron Ricks]
"Yeahonce again(that s right)
We about to attack this
(Harlem IncMurder Inc) Yeah
(Nicky Bond)
Jimmy Cagney type shitNicky Santoro
All my little short niggaz
Joe Pesci and all that shit like this yo"

Fillin out the cards to your eulogy
Murder that asssend my regards to your familyfuck it
That s what niggaz get for fuckin with this maniac depressive nigga
with aggresionSmith and Wessonin his possession
Harlem got me like thattoo many grimyslimy niggaz on the take
For short cakewe won t hesistate
I miss inhabitants who politic in residence for presidents
Across 110thto 55th
My covenant is protectedI m doministic
Survival principles my ethicseastern philosophy s my method
Good samaritans need paremedicsso what s your premise
I hope you fuckin with Glocks and fo fifths
Wrath s Napoleanso teach your originslash wrists
Shatter chinsand bust clips
Check it"here is somethin you can t understand"
Steel Magnolia

[B-Real]
I got the steel magnumbragginleavin my toe tagged
As I get raggamuffinno bluffinthe body bagged
Breaks all your bad habitsbad blood fanatics
Clean up the magicchrome startin up static
Greed means that you die quickclick the vision
Greed lies anmbitionfive slugs for the mission
Seven cause you go to the heaven or hell and dwell
to meet your makerbut you met the shotgun shell
Buckshots sting like beesI smoke trees
on the hilltopsclubshops and chilling overseas
Take in the breezeMr. Freeze squeeze the trigger
Killa G s got you week in the kneesto take it ea-sy!

[Barron Ricks]
Steel Magnolia
Magnificent guns bust when Uzi Weighs a Ton
And yo Glock spitsconsecutive rounds shot from clips
spells murdersound synonymous to burner
Leave niggaz ass upgaspin for airfront seats of truck
So who the fuck want me to press on they luckbastard they son
When gats start to hum and whole crowds begin to run
Annihilationdestroyin all expectations
Have relatives embrace your Harlem hopitalwe all patient
5 foot 6concealed steelpop more grip
With fixed sights that drifted to righttriggers light
So relinquish sonI m to the finishand you acknowledge
Couldn t pop a clutch or light a skyrocketnigga stop it!
Steel Magnolia

[B-Real]
Steel Magnoliabury yasix niggaz carry ya
To your final rest area
What you worried thoughyou ain t above that with a slug
And your chest beatsblowin out your backtake it easy
To your eulogyopen heart surgery
Emergency911come in a hurry
From the Hills to the Polo realmsstackin the bills
I put you under my lo-lohit my switchthen kill
A bitch nigga steppin on my toesfuck foes and hoes
Get stuck in the ass like Pete Rose
I suppose you wanna get wild and throw blowsyou chose
to get you nose your brokein a thick cloud of smoke
You re like a fat jointI m takin a tokeI m like coke
But you ain t smilinfeelin erratica fuckin addict
To the dope shityou better hope the shit stop
Smoothholdin the Glockrockin the hot shit

[Barron Ricks]
Steel Magnolia
Steel Magnolia
Steel Magnolia
Steel Magnolia

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