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Artist/Band:
Cypress Hill
Lyrics for Song: Lightning Strikes
Lyrics for Album: IV
1st verse
Sen Dog
Ain't takin nobody back wit me
It's on to the end anybody
Who wanna get me
Ain't lookin back putting all on the line
Don't give a fuck bring the ruck one time
and I think we should all get
down and busy display the footwork
leave you psinning till you're dizzy
Niggas say who is he
but I know for a fact
the same fool that's watching
is the one who will stab yo' back
So make plot patrol nonstop
know exactly who comes on the block
Take no prisoners put that into effect
get the name from your set
Tat it on your neck gotta let
these motherfuckers know who got next
South side Cypress venue out here
Out here catchin' wreck
and show your respect
when you step up to me son
Don't immitate cause my style
Ain't in season
go back to the lab
up grade chump get a new
chump on before you get
Dumped on.
(hook)
Melt down, takin you home the unknown
count down, hittin the grown the seed grown
downtown, creepin through alleys the dark night gets lit up
when lightning strikes get up.
2nd verse
Take a ride when lightening strikes city light are gleamin
no sun shine no California dreamin
The demon is roamin on the loose who got juice
suffer abuse when electric currents are induced.
Soul shocker lockin on rock on the brain waves
what you clockin on I'm droppin a bomb you get maimed
the games you play look up and say you wanna change
and rearrange its strange you never go that way.
Don't look back forget that you need that
just sit back look at the show you see that.
Display the raw power black out even the score
open the door and break out
leave it alone the unknown fury the blind rage
step aside get fried and make the front page.
Center stage you ask the task to leave quick
or suffer the pain leavin no hope to be fixed
your heart beat pumpin your blood high pressure
look at you stuck in the mud bring in the stretcher
strapped down ready to roll to God knows
tears coming down of buckets of rain slow.
(hook)
Melt down, takin you home the unknown
count down, hittin the grown the seed grown
downtown, creepin through alleys the dark night gets lit up
when lightning strikes get up.
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