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Текст (слова) песни: Cypress HillPearl Jam - Judgment Night

Verse One:

It`s time I came to get mine
Runnin through the hoods with the hand on the nine
Why do the pigs come
Bring your ass on
Cross the line so I can get the blast on
Oh shit I`m empty but I`ve got a shake to the side
So don`t even tempt me
Runnin the program Cypress Hill on the real with
the Pearl Jam and I`m packing the steel
Don`t come my way cause it only takes one minute
to reach for the AK then why what you gonna do now
Nowhere to run when my dog`s on the prowl
Growling howling, give it up punk you might wanna throw
the towel in
I`m not doing the ill thing
Cuz ain`t nothing like the real thing

Verse Two:

GIve me a taste off open a place and a black nine
by the wate line
Never know when someone will test ya
Let you know I got mine by my body chest ya
I`m the big hum that became the attack
Hurt a little friend with a bullet car jacker
That I won`t do anything for the looper
When I`ve reached the Hill I strap when I swoop

Click click bang bang
Cuz it ain`t no thang when I hang with Stone
And I kick that funky slang
You`ve got to do the funk when I`ve got to do the ill thing
Cuz ain`t nothing like the real thing

 

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