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  • Song Lyrics » C » Cypress Hill » I Ain't Goin Out Like That Lyrics
    let's kick it ese

    Commin' out da slums!!!
    It's da hoodlums
    I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums
    So bring it on when you wanna come fight this
    Outlaw, i'll kick ya like billy ray cypress hill
    Kill, i'll bust that grill
    Grab my gat, and load up the steel
    And if you wanna get drastic
    I'll pull out my blasted glock, automatic,
    Synthetic material, bury your blocks-n-mortar
    Headed down to da mexican border
    Smokin' that smellie, northern cali,
    Gonna put a slug in captain o'malley
    Ho, hum-hear the gat come
    Boooooommmmmm!
    Let me see what you'll do when you're sent to kill a man
    But i'll be damned if i don't take a stand
    We ain't goin' out like that
    We ain't goin' out like that
    "we ain't goin' out!"
    We ain't goin' out like that
    We ain't goin' out like that
    "we ain't goin' out!"
    We ain't goin' out like that
    We ain't goin' out like that
    "we ain't goin' out!"
    We ain't goin' out like that
    "we ain't goin' out like that!"

    I'm high strung
    Click i'm sprung
    'cause i don't live on the hum-drum
    Where i'm from the gats'll be smokin'
    I'll be damned if ya think i'm jokin'
    Know that i come with the static, erratic, .45 automatic
    Screamin' at ya-the red lights beamin' at ya
    No need to run after the punk-ass who'd run up to my crew
    Dig the grave for the one who got played
    Now he's under
    Don't make me wonder why 'cause you'll testify
    We ain't goin' out like that

    I got to thinkin' "what the fuck is this?"
    Lettin' you know i take care of business
    Can i get a witness?
    To verify when i'm to bring this style
    That makes you ecstatic
    Tragic, when i get a poof of the magic buddha
    When i roll with my crew
    I betcha one time can't find my hooda!
    Hits'll be hitting with the belt unbuckled (i don't know this line)
    Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle
    Pulled to da curb
    So we exchange a few words
    But he got me stirred up
    "ought not to grab the handcuffs.
    I'll huff-n-puff-n-blow ya head of!"
    We ain't goin' out like that

    Eat a bowl of dick up!! geeeyeah!!


    (final speech)
    Yeah takin' your disses and dissin' ya right back
    This is the cypress hill crew, like main shit
    Yo and i'm talk this damn rappa
    Eat a bowl a dick up, there ya go my man over here
    You can eat a bowl o' dick up too
    Anybody else need from runnin' away
    Yo, eat a bowl of dick up g!