I Ain't Goin' Out Like That
Lyrics
Let's kick it ese Commin' out tha slums, it's da hoodlums I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums So bring it on when you wanna come fight thisfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
west coast rap rootsdanceable beats
lyrics about alcohol and drugs
angry lyrics
ambiguous lyrics
a tight kick sound
ambient synth textures
a highly synthetic sonority
a dry recording sound
trippy soundscapes
radio friendly stylings
production and lyrics by famous rap artists
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Now he's under, don't make me wonder why, 'cause you'll testify Is the Cypress Hill Crew, like main shit We ain't goin' out like that Publishers: CYPRESS PHUNKY MUSIC, MCA MUSIC PUBLISHING, SOUL ASSASSIN MUSIC, T RAY MUSIC, UNIVERSAL MUSIC - MGB SONGS, WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP Tragic, when I got a poof of the magic, Buddha We ain't goin' out like that! Can I get a witness? I'll pull out my blasted glock, automatic We ain't goin' out like that! We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that I'll be damned if you think I'm jokin' We ain't goin' out! We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out! I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums We ain't goin' out like that Synthetic material, bury your blocks-n-mortar I've got to thinkin', 'What the fuck is this?' We ain't goin' out like that Smokin' that smellie, Northern Cali, Style that makes you ecstatic So we exchange a few words but he got me stirred up We ain't goin' out like that When I roll with my crew We ain't goin' out! Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley Eat a bowl a dick up, there ya go my man over here Dig the grave for the one who got played We ain't goin' out like that So bring it on when you wanna come fight this We ain't goin' out like that! We ain't goin' out! Grab my gat, and load up the steel Pigs rollin' up but he ain't that subtle, pulled to da curb We ain't goin' out! We ain't goin' out like that Outlaw, I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress Hill No need to have to run after the punk-ass who'd run up to my crew 'Cause I don't live on the hum-drum Yo and I'm talk this damn rappa I'm high strung, think I'm sprung Let's kick it ese Songwriters: Terence Michael Butler, Louis M. Freese, Anthony Frank Iommi, Larry E. Muggerud, John Osbourne, Todd Ray, William Ward Boo boom, let me see what you'll do We ain't goin' out like that Hits'll be hitting with the belt unbuckled Yeah takin' your disses and dissin' yo' right back We ain't goin' out like that Yo, eat a bowl of dick up G! Commin' out tha slums, it's da hoodlums Headin' down to da Mexican border Kill, I'll bust that grill To verify, when I'm to bring this Anybody else need from runnin' away But I'll be damned, if I don't take a stand We ain't goin' out like that Screamin' at ya, the red lights beamin' at ya Know that I come with the static, erratic, 4 5 automatic We ain't goin' out like that You can eat a bowl o' dick up too Lettin' you know I take care of business We ain't goin' out! Ho, hum, hear the gat come And if you wanna get drastic We ain't goin' out! We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that I betcha, one time can't find my hooda Where I'm from the gats'll be smokin' Ought not to grab the handcuffs, I'll huff-n-puff-n-blow ya head off We ain't goin' out! We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that When you're sent to kill a man We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out!
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