Cypress Hill Featuring Barron Ricks Steel Magnolia Lyrics

Steel Magnolia Lyrics

Attendant: "That takes a fourteen shot clip
You expecting an
army?"
Serpico: "No....just the division"

[Barron Ricks]
"Yeah,
once again, (that's right)
We about to attack this
(Harlem Inc, Murder
Inc) Yeah
(Nicky Bond)
Jimmy Cagney type shit, Nicky Santoro
All my
little short niggaz
Joe Pesci and all that shit like this yo"

Fillin
out the cards to your eulogy
Murder that ass, send my regards to your
family, fuck it
That's what niggaz get for fuckin with this maniac
depressive nigga
with aggresion, Smith and Wesson, in his
possession
Harlem got me like that, too many grimy, slimy niggaz on the
take
For short cake, we won't hesistate
I miss inhabitants who politic in
residence for presidents
Across 110th, to 55th
My covenant is protected,
I'm doministic
Survival principles my ethics, eastern philosophy's my
method
Good samaritans need paremedics, so what's your premise
I hope you
fuckin with Glocks and fo' fifths
Wrath's Napolean, so teach your origin,
slash wrists
Shatter chins, and bust clips
Check it, "here is somethin
you can't understand"
Steel Magnolia

[B-Real]
I got the steel
magnum, braggin, leavin my toe tagged
As I get raggamuffin, no bluffin, the
body bagged
Breaks all your bad habits, bad blood fanatics
Clean up the
magic, chrome startin up static
Greed means that you die quick, click the
vision
Greed lies anmbition, five slugs for the mission
Seven cause you
go to the heaven or hell and dwell
to meet your maker, but you met the
shotgun shell
Buckshots sting like bees, I smoke trees
on the hilltops,
clubshops and chilling overseas
Take in the breeze, Mr. Freeze squeeze the
trigger
Killa G's got you week in the knees, to take it
ea-sy!

[Barron Ricks]
Steel Magnolia
Magnificent guns bust when
'Uzi Weighs a Ton'
And yo' Glock spits, consecutive rounds shot from
clips
spells murder, sound synonymous to burner
Leave niggaz ass up,
gaspin for air, front seats of truck
So who the fuck want me to press on
they luck, bastard they son
When gats start to hum and whole crowds begin to
run
Annihilation, destroyin all expectations
Have relatives embrace your
Harlem hopital, we all patient
5 foot 6, concealed steel, pop more
grip
With fixed sights that drifted to right, triggers light
So
relinquish son, I'm to the finish, and you acknowledge
Couldn't pop a clutch
or light a skyrocket, nigga stop it!
Steel Magnolia

[B-Real]
Steel
Magnolia, bury ya, six niggaz carry ya
To your final rest area
What you
worried though, you ain't above that with a slug
And your chest beats,
blowin out your back, take it easy
To your eulogy, open heart
surgery
Emergency, 911, come in a hurry
From the Hills to the Polo
realms, stackin the bills
I put you under my lo-lo, hit my switch, then
kill
A bitch nigga steppin on my toes, fuck foes and hoes
Get stuck in
the ass like Pete Rose
I suppose you wanna get wild and throw blows, you
chose
to get you nose your broke, in a thick cloud of smoke
You're like a
fat joint, I'm takin a toke, I'm like coke
But you ain't smilin, feelin
erratic, a fuckin addict
To the dope shit, you better hope the shit
stop
Smooth, holdin the Glock, rockin the hot shit

[Barron
Ricks]
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