Tu No Ajaunta
[Sen Dog]
Ahi vamos caballero, ese el negro lo correcta
No me llames policia porque nada te protecta
Empina ese pie, persina mas un poquito
Con el perro a hueso yo lo necesito
Si estas a 5 pies de mi, yo te lo quito
Pido la espalda, tas ahi? un payasito
Te tumbo, como un control remado
Te persigo y te sigo y te meto como un palo
Juntando raperos como modos en la mesa
Sopresa, te rompi la cabeza
Te pongo a dormir, con abrazo de pescueso
No me importa lo que tengo que hacer, yo hago queso
Pasele, cuidado con mi estilo
Te mato bien matado, ya dormi un ratico...
Chorus x2:
(Checkeame tu!) Te cuelgo alto
Tenemos lo que suena, vente y te parto
Tira la bala de la loma con la bomba
(Checkeame tu!) Ten cuidado que no te rompa...
[B-Real]
Mira mira, ten cuidado, ponte en fila
Matando raperos y quitandote la vida
Me llevo la tuya, simple, no vales nada
El ultimo imagen que ves, es mi cara
Si quieres la bomba namas llamenme a mi
Cypress Hill vive, siempre tamos aqui
Corriendo el juego con el mismo fuego
Quemando los demas, tirandolo en el hueco
Ya despues que queme, yo bajo la llama
Corre, escondete bajo la cama
No te hagas bobo, mi juego apretado
Listo, preparado, como un soldado
Te corto tan malo tu madre ni te conoce
A cuantos se lo hice? tengo mas que 12
No juegues conmigo, tengo dedo cuete
Ten mucho cuidado o esta en la muerte
Pego duro, tan duro que tu no sabes
Cuando suene la campana eres uno de mis esclaves...
Chorus
[Sen Dog]
Voy a patear (Uhh!) como un sonero
Dame mi dinero, lo meto de mal empleo
Y nadie ha venido a mi
Hablando del oeste, largo de aqui
So como quieras
Y no me importa a que grupo tu perteneces
No venga por aqui hablando tierra ese
Como les tumbo pandilleros, se derriten como hielo
Les gusta hablar mucho pero no tienen huevos...
[B-Real]
Mis negros estan en juego, no te recuerdas
Haciendo los shows rapeando contra cualquiera
Fuerte con estilo que gente ni sabia
Mira que matamos a muchos ese dia
No tenian chance, los desvaratamos
Y hasta este dia todavia melozamos
Vete pa tras, negro te doy patadas
No vale na, dale con la mota
Te rompo la quijada, estoy en tu ciudad
Si tienes una esposa la dejo viuda...
Chorus
You Don't Count
[Sen Dog]
There we go, sir, that's the right black
Don't call me the police because nothing protects you
Raise that foot, aim a little more
With the dog to the bone, I need it
If you're 5 feet away from me, I'll take it from you
I ask for your back, are you there? a clown
I knock you down, like a remote control
I chase you and follow you and hit you like a stick
Gathering rappers like pieces on the table
Surprise, I broke your head
I put you to sleep, with a neck hug
I don't care what I have to do, I make cheese
Come on, be careful with my style
I kill you dead, I already slept a little...
Chorus x2:
(Check me out!) I hang you high
We have what sounds, come and I'll break you
Throw the bullet from the hill with the bomb
(Check me out!) Be careful not to break...
[B-Real]
Look look, be careful, get in line
Killing rappers and taking your life
I take yours, simple, you're worth nothing
The last image you see is my face
If you want the bomb just call me
Cypress Hill lives, we're always here
Running the game with the same fire
Burning the others, throwing them in the hole
After it burns, I lower the flame
Run, hide under the bed
Don't play dumb, my game is tight
Ready, prepared, like a soldier
I cut you so bad your mother doesn't even know you
How many did I do it to? I have more than 12
Don't play with me, I have a trigger finger
Be very careful or you're in death
I hit hard, so hard you don't know
When the bell rings you're one of my slaves...
Chorus
[Sen Dog]
I'm going to kick (Uhh!) like a sonero
Give me my money, I put it to bad use
And no one has come to me
Talking about the west, get out of here
However you want
And I don't care which group you belong to
Don't come around here talking nonsense
How I knock down gang members, they melt like ice
They like to talk a lot but they have no balls...
[B-Real]
My blacks are at stake, don't you remember
Doing shows rapping against anyone
Strong with a style that people didn't even know
See, we killed many that day
They didn't stand a chance, we tore them apart
And to this day we still mess them up
Go back, black, I'll kick you
You're worth nothing, hit it with the weed
I break your jaw, I'm in your city
If you have a wife, I'll leave her a widow...
Chorus