Hill Cypress Steel Magnolia Lyrics

Steel Magnolia Lyrics

Featuring Barron Ricks]  

 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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