Dust (LP Version) Lyrics
| Song | Dust (LP Version) |
| Artist | Cypress Hill |
| Album | Skull & Bones |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When people stare at the scene like a machine of the team | |
| Looking for theme between cracks searching for cream | |
| Physical image can never be lost | |
| Never be cleverly read or took on into the search of your own | |
| Suckers are looking for treasures and pleasures endeavours images of plastic | |
| Material whenever your ready your steady rolling with deadly and friendly | |
| Territorial glorious story you've heard nothing but bull for me | |
| Comming from ghetto the g邦ero the heart in the metal | |
| Settle for gas as we passing you fast in the pedal | |
| Head to the floor and the horror is starting to pour | |
| Everything i just threatened your blood you can't take it no more | |
| Why did you try to forget it i said it to fuck off!! | |
| Now you'll be headed said i'm making you try to do laws | |
| That's what you get for faking it hot and no more | |
| Living i'm sucker i'm pushing the bomb. | |
| [chorus:] | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain't joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want | |
| It's a damn right get up in my way i'll cross your ass like dust. | |
| ???? is loaded with snakes serpents who come and they take | |
| Pieces of those who they break bodies are found in the lake | |
| Only the victims its pass you thought that you gonna last | |
| Pockets all over the cash now that you're actually grass | |
| High kids taking and sliping away | |
| Look at you tricking and sipping its clicking the trigger | |
| And so is your place | |
| Only the strong will survive hoping to keep 'em alive | |
| I'll never be denied watch on who you can find | |
| People around and they're proud looking for those | |
| Who obye dying like these killas defy so i keep up the withdrawl | |
| Join fucking with the pace your just a waste in my face | |
| Hit you in base in your case if all you want is a taste | |
| Even the lemo the rebel bringing the metal in temple | |
| So many rebels incredible time we battle | |
| Looking for action don't judge us avenge us redempt us | |
| Don't give me negligence your all though in time no revenges | |
| [chorus:] | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain't joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want | |
| It's a damn right get up in my way i'll cross your ass like dust. | |
| Under the heavens we representing directions of flesh and feeling the heat | |
| The tension now dissin' we stressin' | |
| Life is a battle to the cattle you gonna die | |
| Just how that'll just suffer your glad you built up your high | |
| And go up the chain the pages keep turning and burning | |
| The rage is concerning the day is becomming disarming | |
| Searching for harmony you wanna be balling me | |
| But you never get no where cause i'm killing your whole philosophy | |
| Robbing like temperature i signal your flow when we just clowning | |
| Just tell me just pass me watch me i'm truly tampering y'all | |
| Must be simple delinquent to try to get what the sick is | |
| So leave the hard is to limp it and only the thrill will we get it? | |
| I'm an assasin of soul out of control when i roll | |
| You better hide in your hole i got your name on my skull | |
| There ain't no running from me assasin of hunees you see | |
| Blastin at those who obye blasting at last at the weak! | |
| [chorus:] | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain't joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want it's a damn | |
| Right get up in my way i'll cross your ass like dust |
| When people stare at the scene like a machine of the team | |
| Looking for theme between cracks searching for cream | |
| Physical image can never be lost | |
| Never be cleverly read or took on into the search of your own | |
| Suckers are looking for treasures and pleasures endeavours images of plastic | |
| Material whenever your ready your steady rolling with deadly and friendly | |
| Territorial glorious story you' ve heard nothing but bull for me | |
| Comming from ghetto the g bang ero the heart in the metal | |
| Settle for gas as we passing you fast in the pedal | |
| Head to the floor and the horror is starting to pour | |
| Everything i just threatened your blood you can' t take it no more | |
| Why did you try to forget it i said it to fuck off!! | |
| Now you' ll be headed said i' m making you try to do laws | |
| That' s what you get for faking it hot and no more | |
| Living i' m sucker i' m pushing the bomb. | |
| chorus: | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain' t joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want | |
| It' s a damn right get up in my way i' ll cross your ass like dust. | |
| ???? is loaded with snakes serpents who come and they take | |
| Pieces of those who they break bodies are found in the lake | |
| Only the victims its pass you thought that you gonna last | |
| Pockets all over the cash now that you' re actually grass | |
| High kids taking and sliping away | |
| Look at you tricking and sipping its clicking the trigger | |
| And so is your place | |
| Only the strong will survive hoping to keep ' em alive | |
| I' ll never be denied watch on who you can find | |
| People around and they' re proud looking for those | |
| Who obye dying like these killas defy so i keep up the withdrawl | |
| Join fucking with the pace your just a waste in my face | |
| Hit you in base in your case if all you want is a taste | |
| Even the lemo the rebel bringing the metal in temple | |
| So many rebels incredible time we battle | |
| Looking for action don' t judge us avenge us redempt us | |
| Don' t give me negligence your all though in time no revenges | |
| chorus: | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain' t joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want | |
| It' s a damn right get up in my way i' ll cross your ass like dust. | |
| Under the heavens we representing directions of flesh and feeling the heat | |
| The tension now dissin' we stressin' | |
| Life is a battle to the cattle you gonna die | |
| Just how that' ll just suffer your glad you built up your high | |
| And go up the chain the pages keep turning and burning | |
| The rage is concerning the day is becomming disarming | |
| Searching for harmony you wanna be balling me | |
| But you never get no where cause i' m killing your whole philosophy | |
| Robbing like temperature i signal your flow when we just clowning | |
| Just tell me just pass me watch me i' m truly tampering y' all | |
| Must be simple delinquent to try to get what the sick is | |
| So leave the hard is to limp it and only the thrill will we get it? | |
| I' m an assasin of soul out of control when i roll | |
| You better hide in your hole i got your name on my skull | |
| There ain' t no running from me assasin of hunees you see | |
| Blastin at those who obye blasting at last at the weak! | |
| chorus: | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain' t joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want it' s a damn | |
| Right get up in my way i' ll cross your ass like dust |
| When people stare at the scene like a machine of the team | |
| Looking for theme between cracks searching for cream | |
| Physical image can never be lost | |
| Never be cleverly read or took on into the search of your own | |
| Suckers are looking for treasures and pleasures endeavours images of plastic | |
| Material whenever your ready your steady rolling with deadly and friendly | |
| Territorial glorious story you' ve heard nothing but bull for me | |
| Comming from ghetto the g bāng ero the heart in the metal | |
| Settle for gas as we passing you fast in the pedal | |
| Head to the floor and the horror is starting to pour | |
| Everything i just threatened your blood you can' t take it no more | |
| Why did you try to forget it i said it to fuck off!! | |
| Now you' ll be headed said i' m making you try to do laws | |
| That' s what you get for faking it hot and no more | |
| Living i' m sucker i' m pushing the bomb. | |
| chorus: | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain' t joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want | |
| It' s a damn right get up in my way i' ll cross your ass like dust. | |
| ???? is loaded with snakes serpents who come and they take | |
| Pieces of those who they break bodies are found in the lake | |
| Only the victims its pass you thought that you gonna last | |
| Pockets all over the cash now that you' re actually grass | |
| High kids taking and sliping away | |
| Look at you tricking and sipping its clicking the trigger | |
| And so is your place | |
| Only the strong will survive hoping to keep ' em alive | |
| I' ll never be denied watch on who you can find | |
| People around and they' re proud looking for those | |
| Who obye dying like these killas defy so i keep up the withdrawl | |
| Join fucking with the pace your just a waste in my face | |
| Hit you in base in your case if all you want is a taste | |
| Even the lemo the rebel bringing the metal in temple | |
| So many rebels incredible time we battle | |
| Looking for action don' t judge us avenge us redempt us | |
| Don' t give me negligence your all though in time no revenges | |
| chorus: | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain' t joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want | |
| It' s a damn right get up in my way i' ll cross your ass like dust. | |
| Under the heavens we representing directions of flesh and feeling the heat | |
| The tension now dissin' we stressin' | |
| Life is a battle to the cattle you gonna die | |
| Just how that' ll just suffer your glad you built up your high | |
| And go up the chain the pages keep turning and burning | |
| The rage is concerning the day is becomming disarming | |
| Searching for harmony you wanna be balling me | |
| But you never get no where cause i' m killing your whole philosophy | |
| Robbing like temperature i signal your flow when we just clowning | |
| Just tell me just pass me watch me i' m truly tampering y' all | |
| Must be simple delinquent to try to get what the sick is | |
| So leave the hard is to limp it and only the thrill will we get it? | |
| I' m an assasin of soul out of control when i roll | |
| You better hide in your hole i got your name on my skull | |
| There ain' t no running from me assasin of hunees you see | |
| Blastin at those who obye blasting at last at the weak! | |
| chorus: | |
| Do what you want do what you need the hardcore | |
| Breaking the law the new seed yes they want more | |
| Cypress hill soul assasins we smokin 420 all day | |
| We ain' t joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff | |
| Excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want it' s a damn | |
| Right get up in my way i' ll cross your ass like dust |
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