Audio X      "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 who's complainin when we intensify the levels on the ryhme   You better get ready for the battle when the shit goes down   Because we are the wild   Chorus   [Barron Ricks]   "Audio terrorists   Mic specialists   About to blow this   Blast off"   [B-Real]   Lookin in your eyes, I see your body bag figure   Better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down   Cause it's on nigga   What you wanna do, you better pay close attention   Let it be known, I control the zone   beyond your comprehension   Blunt session, you feel the tension begin to rise   Fuck and feed him, if they can't take a joke   and get high   I'm feelin lye, in my lungs, what the deal bro?   So many people wanna hit my joint   but they never got none   Imagine that bullshit, happens all the time   Niggaz better start growin they own   They cannot fuck with mine   Give me any record and I'll flip it any style   Beginners better run back to the lab   and practice for a while   Chorus   [Barron Ricks]   "This has been another AUDIO X explosive   Blast off!"