Let's kick it ese       Comin' out da slums    It's da hoodlums    I'm pullin' my gatt out on all you bums    So bring it on when you wanna come fight this    Outlaw, kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress    Hill    Kill    I'll bust that grill    Grab my gatt, and load up the steel    And if you wanna get drastic    I'll pull out my plastic    Glock automatic    Synthetic material, bury your blocks `n' mortar    Headed down to da Mexican border    Smokin' that smelly    Northern Cali'    Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley    Ho, hum    Hear the gatt come    Boooooommmmmm!    Let me see what you'll do    It's a sin to kill a man    But I'll be damned if I don't take a stand       We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out       We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that       I'm high strung    Click I'm sprung    'Cause I don't live on the hum-drum    Where I'm from the gatts'll be smokin'    I'll be damned if ya think I'm jokin'    Know that I come with the static    Erratic    Four-five automatic    Screamin' at ya    The red lights beamin' at ya    No need to have to run after the punk-ass hood    In the oven I'm cooked    Dig the grave for the one who got played    Now he's under    Don't make Stevie Wonder    Why    'Cause he'll testify       We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out       We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that       I got you thinkin' "What the fuck is this?"    Lettin' you know I take care of business    Can I get a witness?    To verify when I'm to bring this    Style that makes you ecstatic    Tragic    When I get a pull of the magic buddha    When I roll with my crew    I bet ya One-time can't find my hoota!    And I'll be hitting with the belt unbuckled    Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle    Pulled to da curb    So we exchanged a few words    But he got me stirred up    Enough to grab the handcuffs    I'll huff and puff and blow ya head off!       We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out       We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out    We ain't goin' out like that    We ain't goin' out like that       "Yeah takin' your disses and dissin' ya right back. This is the Cypress    Hill crew, like main shit. Yo an' I'm talk this damn rappa, eat a bowl a    dick up. There ya go my man over here, you can eat a bowl o' dick up too.    Anybody else need from runnin' away: yo, eat a bowl of dick up G!"