Audio X lyrics

Artist  : Barron Ricks 
Song : Audio X



 Send "Audio X" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
"T-Minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6.. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.. zero!"


(Blast off!) 



[B-Real] 

Come inside, hello everybody, welcome 

Think you better be ready for the battle when
the shit goes down 

Cause we warring 

All you fuckin yellow comets runnin from the
front line 

If anybody wanna get away hey


I'll find your fuckin ass in due time 

Run and seek shelter but you never will escape


Flippin over the gate, cause you can't wait


to get your fuckin ass away 

But
you're trapped, and there's no way out of this
musrhroom cloud 

But you never wanna
realize that I'm planted 

in your mind now


Cypress Hill compound, you could hear the
sound 

Let another motherfucker run up 

and I'll put your ass down (down) 

Then
I'll peal from your cap the Cypress Hill star 

Quick look around, you can't hide 

You
just might die right where you are 



Chorus: B-Real 



AUDIO X...We
gonna your blow your head up (up) 

Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up


Give me any record and I'll flip it any
style 

Niggaz can't help it, cause they
bumpin the shit loud 



[Barron Ricks]


Aiyyo whasup kid, feel the rush, glad you
kept in touch 

With these niggaz who be
puffin on the Dutch 

Bustin guns, lay back
in the cut 

Can it be, it's just a dream
when you're on your scene smokin the green 

Cause ain't shit never what you think it seem


From the streets where life ain't cheap


Cypress Hill, Soul Assassins, while you
askin, "Who dat rappin?" 

We get all up
inside your grill, with the skill 

Shoot to
kill when it's time for action 

See you
can't hide, from this homicide, that ain't no lie


Better kiss that black ass goodbye 

when you try to play these wiseguys 

So