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Cypress Hill
- Prelude to a come up lyrics

[MC Eiht]
Geeyeah, Soul Assassins two times, stick em!
Geeyeah, Cypress Hill three times, come on!
Geeyeah..

Infiltration be our daily operation for chasin
Cross the seven seas eased, clockin much conversation
Penetration, you know we gets busy, no hesitation
Greenery, hand-picked, from my own plantation
Feels the heat, under the som-brero
to any amigo that's tryin to, stop the dineros
Chills with, senoritas, like charro
Get drunk off tequila lay low til tomorrow
Follow, my flow, get the cash and go
Call my homey B-Rizzy in Mexico City
Loose lips sink ships, faker faces got guilt
Didn't mean to call you late, I need a hideout til.
cool, homey, I'll bring some f***n skunk
The homey smuggle me across lines in a trunk
Just like a bird I'm free, in a land
with no f***n extradition treaty, I'm out, geyeah.

"***t is real on the motherf***n Hill God" [2X]
"With the crew from off the Hill"