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Artist/Band: Cypress Hill
Lyrics for Song: Let It Rain
Lyrics for Album: Original Album Classics [2008]



Fuck all y'all

I'm comin' of the wall

I got a nigga from The Source

Swingin' from my balls

Ughh!

Ya want me to set it

Well my MAC-11 takes unleaded

Let it rain

And jackin' out fire

What you're seein' when I'm takin' shit another level higher

Now it's on

Ain't gettin' domed

Buckin' all these niggas 'till they all gone

Now we can roll to the east side of town

And I'm lookin' for a fat boy and a lotta (state of clown)

You better move your ass to this MAC-11

Pointed at your ass for the 1-8-7



"Yeah motherfucker, gonna break your back with this shit. Hey motherfuckas:

move back! Yo, B-Real.."



I'm the head-hunter

You goin' under

Make a trophy

Call it the two-headed buster

On my mantle

Back in the temple

Givin' up the family

Up and down Central

Butt bloody

Anybody

Lookin' for a wide body

One body



Somebody

Some be testin'

Keepin' 'em guessin'

Smile on my face

Got the Smith & Wesson



Some be testin'

Keepin' 'em guessin'

Smile on my face

Got the Smith & Wesson



Some be testin'

Keepin' 'em guessin'

Smile on my face

Got the Smith & Wesson



Some be testin'

Keepin' 'em guessin'

Smile on my face

Got the Smith & Wesson



I ain't fallin' off like Humpty-Dumpty

Nigga you still wanna bump me

Still got the hand on pump

And now I'm thumpin' on 'em

Thumpin on 'em

See

Somebody, anybody scream

When I got the gatt with the big red beam

Now what if I moved it up right between your eyes

Now your chances are never

When you're lookin' at the slug at the of the barrel

Where ya gonna run when ya can't move further

Seven eighty one redruM with the Murder

Tie him up

Throw him in the trunk

Let the funk

Blow his earsdrums out

'Till he's bleedin'

Then let's get him weeded

It's the phunk Buddha

Let me do the

Ceremony up with the hoota



And the shooter

Some be testin'

Keepin' 'em guessin'

Smile on my face

Got the Smith & Wesson



Some be testin'

Keepin' 'em guessin'

Smile on my face

Got the Smith & Wesson



Some be testin'

Keepin' 'em guessin'

Smile on my face

Got the Smith & Wesson



Some be testin'

Keepin' 'em guessin'

Smile on my face

Got the Smith & Wesson


Album Lyrics: Original Album Classics [2008]


Cypress Hill
"Original Album Classics [2008]"


1. 16 Men Till There's No Men Left
2. A To The K
3. Audio X
4. Bitter
5. Born To Get Busy
6. Break It Up
7. Catastrophe
8. Clash Of The Titans / Dust
9. Dead Men Tell No Tales
10. Everybody Must Get Stoned
11. Feature Presentation
12. From The Window Of My Room
13. Funk Freakers
14. Here Is Something You Can't Understand
15. High Times
16. Hole In The Head
17. I Remember That Freak Bitch
18. Interlude
19. Intro
20. It Ain't Easy
21. Killa Hill
22. Killafornia
23. Kronologik
24. L.I.F.E.
25. Let It Rain
26. Lightning Strikes
27. Lil' Putos
28. Locotes
29. Looking Through The Eye Of A Pig
30. Make A Move
31. No Rest For The Wicked
32. Pigs
33. Psychodelic Vision
34. Psycobetabuckdown
35. Real Estate
36. Red Light Visions
37. Red, Meth & B
38. Riot Starter
39. Something For The Blunted
40. Southland Killers
41. Spark Another Owl
42. Steel Magnolias
43. Stoned Raiders
44. The Funky Cypress Hill Shit
45. Tres Equis
46. Ultraviolet Dreams
47. What Go Around Come Around, Kid
48. When The Shit Goes Down