Testo Bye Bye - Cypress Hill feat. Dizzy Wright
Testo della canzone Bye Bye (Cypress Hill feat. Dizzy Wright), tratta dall'album Back in Black
I rode the streets, and my hood is just like a war zone
You died, if you put your use in defending your home
If you hustling every day, you hold on
Come for mine, I'm a sing you a slow song (blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby
Do you know the meaning of survival, when the rifle is trifle?
Not a gun, or a rifle, not a knife for them to stifle
Put my hand upon the Bible, open it, and get an eye-full
Tryna keep my head above water, and not be spiteful
The humanity, vanity, replaced it's insanity
So many casualties, casually forgotten, and randomly
Thoughts stricken on beaches, and you, soft bitches are panicking
Black Milk on drums, man this shit is so fucking menacing
What the world needs, baby, we feed them the truth
Lead them into the booth, kicking this shit for the youth (youth)
They won't play it on the radio, fuck 'em (fuck 'em)
If we stand together, we can always overcome 'em ('come 'em)
They won't play it on the radio, fuck 'em (fuck 'em)
If we stand together, we can always overcome 'em ('come 'em)
I rode the streets, and my hood is just like a war zone
You died, if you put your use in defending your home
If you hustling every day, you hold on
Come for mine, I'm a sing you a slow song (blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby
I'm having visions of a bunch of bad decisions
That I might regret later, but this is the life we living
The streets are unforgiving, man, they colder than ice
Gotta be holding, while I'm rolling at night
This ain't right
All I hear is guns shooting, police chase alluding
Robbing, stealing, looting 'round the projects I just moved in
Feel like, what the fuck I'm doing?
I'm really 'bout to lose it
And if you come for mine, I'll bring your life to a conclusion
I rode the streets, and my hood is just like a war zone
You died, if you put your use in defending your home
If you hustling every day, you hold on
Come for mine, I'm a sing you a slow song (blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby
Hit a lick to help my mom, we riding without no dad around
Our life is about pussy, basketball, and having this rapping crowd
Kill 'em with kindness, and they started killing my happy smile
I didn't tag 'em down, and tie 'em up, and try to wrap no fucking
Cord around his neck (ah), started looking for that check (yeah)
Seen a little homie die young, feel like I was looking at myself
Hold on, and I know pain, and I ain't talking 'bout them whoopings by the belt
Trials and tribulations, be all grow, and we all need help
But yo, these things we meant preventing
Political strategies looking like
Open terrorism, hold on Dizzy, don't get 'em
Talking in third person, as I let my personalities split 'em
Like M. Night Shyamalan (rarr), I'm talking mental divisions (hey)
They been tearing families down, since before Abraham Lincoln
Rip facts, these vocal dubs, I'm really just thinking (yeah)
Do your finding out that life is real (yeah), I don't know how to feel (now)
Making all this money, just to get us out my mommas crib
I rode the streets, and my hood is just like a war zone
You died, if you put your use in defending your home
If you hustling every day, you hold on
Come for mine, I'm a sing you a slow song (blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby (blow, blow)
Budum-bye, bye, bye, let me sing you a lullaby
(Standing)
Credits
Writer(s): Senen Reyes, Louis Freese, Demerick Shelton Ferm, Curtis Cross, La'reonte Wright
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