Bitter lyrics

Artist  : Cypress Hill 
Song : Bitter



 Send "Bitter" Ringtone to your Cell 

 [B-Real]
I lost my innocence at birth but I make no
excuses
for the trivial things and the pain life induces
Bit*hes are wild, and so was I, young and stupid
it's incredible, what a shitty circumstance
produces them
Criminals, led by the originals, high strung,
motivated by the, principles
some of us out - he used to think we were
invincible
on the corner bangin' and slangin' the high
bitual
Deadly rituals fill my head, nothin' spiritual
Bullets filled up bodies like hands from my
physical
I got touched by the hot hands of bitter fools
Divided and tempted snake bitten by the ridicule
Frustration and hate filled my adrenaline
I play doctors here's two bullets for your
medicine
I carry those days like a weapon close to me
The memories of hot lead rippin' a hole through
me

[Chorus: B-Real]
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter
Snakes' pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you pump up all day long
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Stand...

[B-Real]
So many, come and go in this lifetime that you
serve
Faces change, liscenses' everywhere you turn
Gangsta's become blinded, visions become blurred
Learned to stay alive to the real side of the
curb
You came along way but some still refuse to
notice
they turned they back on us and they tried to
provoke us
You ask about us, you talk trash about us
walk fast around us, but my block fast allowed us
Don't try to crowd us nigga, we'll smack you up
Look around and see who's willin' to back you up
You're in a ghost town and home alone like
Macaulay nigga
don't say my name nigga, don't even think of me
Fire start spittin' from my grill piece, ya
scorched up, touched up
I'm the C4 that blew up your porch
I spit venom quicker than the punch on your
Porsche
Venom so deadly I'll make your f**kin' life
divorce ya
Ask for Alamoney, bit*hes, you all phoney
I'll make you sing the blues like you're Paulpau
Coloney
Go ask Moley, you in the middle of shit
And anything you say I'll be known the shit
The force drops hits a ball, makin' me die of
laughter
Cause I know what these son-of-a-bit*hes are
after
Your mind and soul, if your blind and cold
then your true sign is shown, then your f**kin'
mind is blown

[Chorus: B-Real]
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter
Snakes' pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you pump up all day long
Hated on, but we're still standin' strong
Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Stand...