Steel Magnolia lyrics

Artist  : Cypress Hill Featuring Barron Ricks 
Song : Steel Magnolia
 


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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Magnolia
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