Checkmate de Cypress Hill

Bout to mash these *****z man
Don't come in my backyard ************
B-Real and the DOG, ************!
Ha! Yeah

Here we go y'all, that's the ***** head dog
Lunatic smokin loops, loose in your sector
Got my eye on em, on the apparatus
like a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta have it
Anywhere you get it ****, and I'ma grab it
Turn around stares to your face and I jab it
Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, like a hillbilly hunting a rabbit
Cuttin *****z up like Muggs on the wheels
for reals, penitentiary steel
Pull heads to bed from the choke of a headlock
Fading bald heads to perms, even dreadlocks
Boy! Rudebwoy with me style
I can get foul or wild, or just cool for a while

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em high
Got the live ****, bang em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em high
Got the live ****, bang em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall

Look look punk, every way you get shook
To the pawn, taking out the rook, off of the book
Lights get tooken, taken you for Satan
You can't breathe, no need to look up and see me
The last hope, when you mellow you call whoever
For the hype ****, you call the Hill, put it together
Running this game, bringing the same, raw ****
Over the hills, through the city we come equipped
to the letter, keeping your temperature down low
What I reveal, the good **** to heal all souls
Making you roll late night, you tripping, my game's tight
To the new **** I bring, never the same hype
so push that **** off, get up, don't let off
No matter how much blood you spit up
You could never be, ****ing with Greenthumb
The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung
We hit hard, breaking your guard, you can't tell
when the bells ring, busting your shell, the pawn fell

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em high
Got the live ****, bang em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall

(Peek-a-Boo, you **** you!)

I'ma freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'ma kill all junk with the suicide clunk
Ain't nobody came my way, talking bout
the Westside of L.A., so whatever
punk-*** click you claim, you keep bumping that ****
and elevate your frame, cause I want that
big-time, *******, studio gangsta
Worth a lot of ****, but that's not the main factor

My ***** Sen's rolling again, remember when
we rocked shows, battling foes, the time's been long
Strong with the styles, you ain't hear to win
Like blood pouring out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot flash
got you heated with repeated attacks over the tracks
Smack *****s up, back *****s up, hack *****s up
Jack *****s up, hanging the wack *****s up
Snowball effect, we rolling the city limits
Crushing the *****-*** *****s with all the gimmicks

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em high
Got the live ****, bang em whenever you/he want to try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall

Checkmate fool!