| Song | Another Victory |
| Artist | Cypress Hill |
| Album | Skull & Bones |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Freese, Muggerud |
| [00:00.91] | Artist：cypress hill |
| [00:01.48] | Songs Title：another victory |
| [00:02.73] | Get ready motherfuckers! |
| [00:04.10] | You cant fuck with the |
| [00:05.29] | Please no interruptions |
| [00:05.97] | Your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun |
| [00:08.48] | |
| [00:09.03] | Like my rag top six-five |
| [00:09.91] | Smash you with the switches |
| [00:11.29] | The hitch is, youre gettin too big for your britches |
| [00:12.91] | |
| [00:13.84] | Why you runnin like bitches |
| [00:15.29] | With your tail up, Im the thug pirate |
| [00:17.10] | |
| [00:17.60] | Put the sail up - your whole crew frail, what |
| [00:19.35] | |
| [00:19.91] | You want this joint, suck it inhale nut |
| [00:21.41] | |
| [00:22.16] | Niggas are feelin this track in braile, huh |
| [00:23.47] | |
| [00:24.54] | Were grade a while you motherfuckers fail, what |
| [00:26.04] | |
| [00:26.97] | You understand, immitators gotta bail up |
| [00:27.66] | To all the males and females gangin up |
| [00:29.73] | |
| [00:31.42] | All on my cell phone talkin shit, hangin up |
| [00:33.35] | |
| [00:34.28] | I gotta show you how a nigga bang it up |
| [00:36.66] | Slangin cuts |
| [00:37.60] | Your squad against mine |
| [00:38.72] | Your minor leaks with major |
| [00:39.97] | Detail the plans like |
| [00:40.91] | Hit hard, catch you off guard |
| [00:42.35] | Another victory |
| [00:42.79] | |
| [00:43.35] | I slay rappers with precision |
| [00:44.41] | |
| [00:48.16] | I got vision like anakin |
| [00:50.16] | |
| [00:51.47] | You panicin Im leavin you stiffer than a manequin |
| [00:53.41] | |
| [00:56.22] | My high lyrics constantly brain damagin |
| [00:57.72] | |
| [00:58.41] | Brandishin a fire arm, still managin |
| [00:59.28] | Hurt niggas, bandagin who give my lyrics |
| [00:59.97] | That play like a mandalin |
| [01:01.35] | |
| [01:02.47] | I hold my mic like my dick, but you handlin |
| [01:04.29] | I kill flows on tracks who abandonin |
| [01:05.41] | I eat you like pussy, then take a sample, |
| [01:08.35] | |
| [01:11.59] | Then spit fire in the places you standin in |
| [01:12.97] | |
| [01:13.53] | I take a fool to the hill |
| [01:15.09] | |
| [01:17.41] | Light a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalin |
| [01:19.41] | Now I see your whole brains scramblin |
| [01:22.41] | Dont like what you hear, change the channel then nigga |
| [01:26.97] | |
| [01:28.97] | I spark cells of a rhythm |
| [01:30.91] | |
| [01:31.59] | You best listen, get it over with |
| [01:33.29] | |
| [01:33.97] | Stolen shit, rollin it, cypress ownin it |
| [01:35.85] | Bitin niggas clonin it, |
| [01:37.09] | |
| [01:37.60] | I got a dog got a bone to pick, you holdin it |
| [01:40.47] | |
| [01:42.47] | Suck it hard swallow easy, put a soul in it |
| [01:43.96] | |
| [01:45.22] | Your bodys on the floor, head got a hole in it |
| [01:47.85] | |
| [01:56.10] | The weed master, rhyme killer, mic controllin it |
| [02:00.72] | |
| [02:04.16] | You still fuckin but your wack, aint throwin it |
| [02:05.91] | |
| [02:06.97] | Stepped in shit, now your chillin all alone in it |
| [02:08.90] | |
| [02:09.59] | Head full of hair, still aint combin it |
| [02:11.72] | Five child in the world whos ropin it |
| [02:13.84] | |
| [02:14.47] | Never know if Im high or Im throwin shit |
| [02:16.77] | I got you stuck in the twilight zone on shit |
| [02:19.22] | Im the owner of the fat joint you rollin with, bitch |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Freese, Muggerud |
| [00:00.91] | Artist: cypress hill |
| [00:01.48] | Songs Title: another victory |
| [00:02.73] | Get ready motherfuckers! |
| [00:04.10] | You cant fuck with the |
| [00:05.29] | Please no interruptions |
| [00:05.97] | Your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun |
| [00:08.48] | |
| [00:09.03] | Like my rag top sixfive |
| [00:09.91] | Smash you with the switches |
| [00:11.29] | The hitch is, youre gettin too big for your britches |
| [00:12.91] | |
| [00:13.84] | Why you runnin like bitches |
| [00:15.29] | With your tail up, Im the thug pirate |
| [00:17.10] | |
| [00:17.60] | Put the sail up your whole crew frail, what |
| [00:19.35] | |
| [00:19.91] | You want this joint, suck it inhale nut |
| [00:21.41] | |
| [00:22.16] | Niggas are feelin this track in braile, huh |
| [00:23.47] | |
| [00:24.54] | Were grade a while you motherfuckers fail, what |
| [00:26.04] | |
| [00:26.97] | You understand, immitators gotta bail up |
| [00:27.66] | To all the males and females gangin up |
| [00:29.73] | |
| [00:31.42] | All on my cell phone talkin shit, hangin up |
| [00:33.35] | |
| [00:34.28] | I gotta show you how a nigga bang it up |
| [00:36.66] | Slangin cuts |
| [00:37.60] | Your squad against mine |
| [00:38.72] | Your minor leaks with major |
| [00:39.97] | Detail the plans like |
| [00:40.91] | Hit hard, catch you off guard |
| [00:42.35] | Another victory |
| [00:42.79] | |
| [00:43.35] | I slay rappers with precision |
| [00:44.41] | |
| [00:48.16] | I got vision like anakin |
| [00:50.16] | |
| [00:51.47] | You panicin Im leavin you stiffer than a manequin |
| [00:53.41] | |
| [00:56.22] | My high lyrics constantly brain damagin |
| [00:57.72] | |
| [00:58.41] | Brandishin a fire arm, still managin |
| [00:59.28] | Hurt niggas, bandagin who give my lyrics |
| [00:59.97] | That play like a mandalin |
| [01:01.35] | |
| [01:02.47] | I hold my mic like my dick, but you handlin |
| [01:04.29] | I kill flows on tracks who abandonin |
| [01:05.41] | I eat you like pussy, then take a sample, |
| [01:08.35] | |
| [01:11.59] | Then spit fire in the places you standin in |
| [01:12.97] | |
| [01:13.53] | I take a fool to the hill |
| [01:15.09] | |
| [01:17.41] | Light a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalin |
| [01:19.41] | Now I see your whole brains scramblin |
| [01:22.41] | Dont like what you hear, change the channel then nigga |
| [01:26.97] | |
| [01:28.97] | I spark cells of a rhythm |
| [01:30.91] | |
| [01:31.59] | You best listen, get it over with |
| [01:33.29] | |
| [01:33.97] | Stolen shit, rollin it, cypress ownin it |
| [01:35.85] | Bitin niggas clonin it, |
| [01:37.09] | |
| [01:37.60] | I got a dog got a bone to pick, you holdin it |
| [01:40.47] | |
| [01:42.47] | Suck it hard swallow easy, put a soul in it |
| [01:43.96] | |
| [01:45.22] | Your bodys on the floor, head got a hole in it |
| [01:47.85] | |
| [01:56.10] | The weed master, rhyme killer, mic controllin it |
| [02:00.72] | |
| [02:04.16] | You still fuckin but your wack, aint throwin it |
| [02:05.91] | |
| [02:06.97] | Stepped in shit, now your chillin all alone in it |
| [02:08.90] | |
| [02:09.59] | Head full of hair, still aint combin it |
| [02:11.72] | Five child in the world whos ropin it |
| [02:13.84] | |
| [02:14.47] | Never know if Im high or Im throwin shit |
| [02:16.77] | I got you stuck in the twilight zone on shit |
| [02:19.22] | Im the owner of the fat joint you rollin with, bitch |