Cypress Hill is a prominent rap music group (formed in 1988), which has sold 17 million records around the world. It is composed of members B-Real (Louis Freese or Freeze, Mexican/Cuban), Sen Dog (Senen Reyes, Afro-Cuban), DJ Muggs (Lawrence Muggerud, Italian-American) and, since 1994, percussionist Eric Bobo. The name Cypress Hill refers to the place where the first members of the band have lived, who grew up mostly in Cypress Avenue in South Gate, Los Angeles. It also refers to a graveyard (where cypress trees grow) as an element of the "Gangsta Rap ideology." One aspect of their popularity is their commitment to the legalization of cannabis consumption.
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Cock The Hammer Lyrics
Cypress Hill
On a chicken-hunt, huntin for a chicken
Get paranoid when you hear my glock clickin
Speakin to the punk thats tweakin
With the bitch-ass styles I hit you like deacon
Jones house, cough without the bones
I rolled ya up and smoked you like cones
Split the seed and grow you like clones
Dont start-me-up, cause Im not the rolling stones
But I get stoned with a little help from my friends
With the (gubla), then I passed it round back to me again
I can make you famous like amos
Same as the last punk, when I stuck the gatt up his anus
Hear me growl: grrra! howl!
I got the night vision just like the wise old owl
Im comin ta fetch ya
Yeah home direct ya
Bury them bones
Under my home and
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, its time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, its time for action!
Take my weapon, step into a whole new realm
And step back, as I take up the helm
On the pirate ship Im steerin
Droppin the geran
Just realize what youre hearin
The cannon sounded
Thats my companion: surrounded
As my crew comes bounding
As the captain
Afro-america
Whole lotta gattin
With the loced out latin
Busted!
Youre a red beard with a musket
Better talk quick cause ya might get dusted
Your gatt looks rusted, disgusted
Oh look away, look away boy as I rush it
Yes I know that you cant withstand it
Watch that ass cause punk Ill brand it
With a steel-toe, how you feel now
When my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo
Cry on a pillow, weeper thats willow
The hill got the skill for the static like brillo
Hmmm, what you talkin `bout punk
Gimme room as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the white banner
Ever heard a glock go `click like a camera?
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, its time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, its time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, its time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, its time for action!