Cypress Hill III: Temples of Boom

[ti:Illusion] [ar:Leona Lewis] [al:] [00:-7.52]Leona Lewis - Illusion [00:00.44] [00:17.44]My hands are tied in a knot I've never seen before [00:25.57]My feet are bound to a weight headed to the ocean floor [00:34.12]Baby I ain't crying wolf this ti

Boom biddy bye bye Boom biddy bye bye Step back as I'm kicking up dust For a while As I put mothafuckas to rest And pull their files Out from the cabinet With the picture Get the forty five and settle it With this punk nigger Slow your roll As I take

[B-Real] 1 for trouble, 8 for the road, 7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load, Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk, I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, Up and down the blvd., I'm a natural-born cap-peela', strapped illa, I'm the west coast settin' it