tequila sunrise (uncensored remix)

Singer:cypress hill

sipping on tequila

with sheila

no doubt i'm bringing her on

keeping her warm

leaving her heated like tiger balm

in the hot sun city of mexico

it's a pity

my committee of witty niggas ain't with me to get gritty

rhymey as fuck on the track

snappin your head back

get the medic

cause a victim from my nigga joey crack

stomping the wax

niggas spittin on wax

giving the facts

beginners lack the methods of kicking wicked records

a second of time switch

as styles piles up

mountains of various flows to rile up

now what you wanna do

nigga? tequila sunrise

nigga!

i'm coming to town with my bigger boogie down figga

it's the live shit

do you think you can survive it?

when you decide it

leave it to me and joe can provide it

cracking open the golden

holdin the bomb load

while records are selling singles

my albums are getting sold

kicking the universal

never commercial techniques

bang in the clubs

bang in the jeeps

bang in the streets

tequila sunrise

bloodshot eyes

realize we're all born to die

so get the money

nigga!

now i'm back for the new year

yeah

i volunteer

sources pioneer

millionaire status here

i never had no fear sellin records

i resurrected on my third

that's my word

it's a high selection

and everybody know standing near me

i'm dangerous like shannon greary

making the whole planet hear me

you feel me? i'm on my road to the riches

with hoes and bitches fulfilling my goals and my wishes

my flows is vicious

but showin' niggas since the early 90's

where onyx at? niggas rockin' both easy 'round a grammy

don't mind me

i just call 'em how i see 'em

most these rappers is actors living off per diem

me? i'm on my own shit

nothing but gold hits

claimin the throne with my thuggish ruggish bone clique

on the phone-flip

talking to b

he scooped me up in the six

we 'bout to hit overseas

what!

that's right

we hitting you with the l.a./bronx connection

soul assassins

terror squad family

all up in your dome. ha!

that's right

soul assassins style

cypress hill iv

knocking on your door for the ninety-eight

that's right

eat the worm

motherfucker

yeah. terror squad

soul assassins

b-real

joey crack. wha-wha-wha-what!

ugh! puttin' it down

nigga!

east coast

west coast

and it's all the same

hahahaha. yeah

yeah

Lyric Context: tequila sunrise (uncensored remix) - cypress hill