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One Last Cigarette - текст песни



One Last Cigarette


(Fuck you motherfucker! Untie me from this chair man


You better untie me from this chair nigga


You know who the fuck I am, I will have you killed nigga!


You better untie me motherfucker, fuck y'all motherfuckers man!


Do you know who the fuck I am?)




[beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks]




Right [duct tape being unrolled]


Sho' you right


You want a cigarette nigga?




[B-Real]


You was a good kid, your parents musta loved you


They got you out of trouble no matter how big the bubble


They gave you everything, nah you never needed nothin


We used to get high, 'member we was weeded cousin


We used to go to clubs, blaze it up and act crazy


What made you turn around, was it drugs or your lady?


We had good times, committin hood crimes


We drew lines but you never understood mine


You don't go fuckin homies, just like my momma told me


I held my hood up boldly, you were a fuckin phony


I guess it manifested when I got the call early


They said you bunkered down in the hood with ol' girly


She had your back covered, but that didn't matter did it?


I know you're livin, but you put your fuckin self in it


Don't try to make a move, nigga don't go fuckin 'dere


I know you're hurtin cause you're tied up to the fuckin chair


You never loved your family, you robbed that mall gladly


They tried to love you sadly, you let 'em down badly


Just call me Death's angel, but we were never strangers


You 'bout to get mangled, that's truer than Kurt Angle


Now it's time to pay, any last words to say?


I know your mind strays, son I think you need to pray


Don't even need to tell you, you were a smart nigga


Save your teardrops, yo don't even start nigga


You shoulda thought of that long ago before you fucked me


You dodged me long enough, homey now you been lucky


But now it's pay the piper, no fuckin traps or snipers


Just the gas and lighter, caught up in the web of spiders


But now you get devoured, burnin in the flames you coward


This is the very hour, I send your family flowers


I'm sure they all will miss you, but they will be good without you


They'll reminisce and light a candle as they talk about you




[Cypress Hill]


Relax... no no it's okay


Let me give you a light [muffled: "Oh SHIT!"]




[flames roaring, a voice screaming]




That's my favorite fucking song (Texts of songs )..




[in the background, "Pigs" by Cypress Hill plays]




[B-Real]


This pig harassed the whole neighborhood


Well this pig worked at the station


This pig he killed my Homeboy


so the fuckin pig, went on a vacation


This pig he is the chief


Got a brother pig, Captain O'Malley


He's got a son that's a pig too


He's collectin pay-offs from a dark alley


This pig's known as a narco..




[music fades]



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