Steel Magnolia Lyrics - Iv - Cypress Hill

{That takes a fourteen shot clip 

You expectin' an army? 

No, just the division} 

Yeah, once again 

(That's right) 

We about to attack this 

(Harlem Inc, Murder Inc) 

Yeah 

(Nicky Bond) 

Jimmy Cagney type shit, Nicky Santoro 

([Incomprehensible]) 

All my little short niggaz 

Joe Pesci and all that shit like this yo 

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Fillin' out the cards to your eulogy 

Murder that ass, send my regards to your family, fuck it 

That's what niggaz get for fuckin' with this maniac depressive nigga 

With aggresion, Smith and Wesson, in his possession 

Harlem got me like that, too many grimy, slimy niggaz on the take 

For short cake, we won't hesistate 

I miss inhabitants who politic in residence for presidents 

Across 110th, to 55th 

My covenant is protected, I'm doministic 

Survival principle's my ethics, eastern philosophy's my method 

Good Samaritans need paremedics, so what's your premise 

I hope you fuckin' with Glocks and fo' fifths 

Wrath's Napolean, so teach your [Incomprehensible], slash wrists 

Shatter chins, and bust clips 

Check it, here is somethin' you can't understand 

Photos 

I got the steel magnum, braggin', leavin' my toe tagged 

As I get raggamuffin', no bluffin', the body bagged 

Breaks all your bad habits, bad blood fanatics 

Clean up the magic, chrome startin' up static 

Greed means that you die quick, click the vision 

Greed lies ambition, five slugs for the mission 

Seven 'cause you go to the Heaven or Hell and dwell 

To meet your maker, but you met the shotgun shell 

Buckshots sting like bees, I smoke trees 

On the hilltops, clubshops and chilling oas 

Take in the breeze, Mr. Freeze squeeze the trigger 

Killa G's got you weak in the knees, yo take it easy! 

Steel Magnolia, magnificent guns bust when Uzi weighs a ton 

And yo' Glock spits, consecutive rounds shot from clips 

Spells murder, sound synonymous to burner 

Leave niggaz ass up, gaspin' for air, front seats of truck 

So who the fuck want me to press on they luck, bastard they son 

When gats start to hum and whole crowds begin to run 

Anhilation, destroyin' all expectations 

Have relatives embrace your Harlem hopital, so we all patient 

We 5 foot 6, concealed steel, pop more grip 

With fixed sights that drifted to right, triggers light 

So relinquish son, I'm to the finish, and you acknowledge 

Couldn't pop a clutch or light a skyrocket, nigga stop it! 

Steel Magnolia, bury ya 

Six niggaz carry ya to your final rest area 

What you worried though? You ain't above that with a slug 

And your chest beats, blowin' out your back, take it easy 

To your eulogy, open heart surgery 

Emergency, 911, come in a hurry 

From the Hills to the Polo Realms, stackin' the bills 

I put you under my lo-lo, hit my switch, then kill 

A bitch nigga steppin' on my toes, fuck foes and hoes 

Get stuck in the ass like Pete Rose 

I suppose you wanna get wild and throw blows, you chose 

To get you nose your broke, in a thick cloud of smoke 

You're like a fat joint, I'm takin' a toke, I'm like coke 

But you ain't smilin', feelin' erratic, a fuckin' addict 

To the dope shit, you better hope the shit stop 

Smooth, holdin' the Glock, rockin' the hot shit 

Steel Magnolia, Steel Magnolia 

Steel Magnolia, Steel Magnolia