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Cypress Hill Till Death Do Us Part

Now I got your crack and most of your crew You got a couple choices of what you can do Better make the right decision if you know what I mean You can do

untie me from this chair nigga You know who the fuck I am I will have you killed nigga You better untie me motherfucker Fuck y'all motherfuckers man Do

'mon Till death do us part I do Till death do us part I do Till death do us part I do Till death do us part I do I do I do

you do and I really respect that, damn We been down so long but it's all good That's why I dedicate this song [Chorus: repeat 2X] Till Death Do Us Part

me singo la pista Can't get enough of them L.A. skonka Get a little wild y me como la chocha Listen up compa the big cypress loma Still right here y todavia

us Rollin' up, roll like we thunderous Somkin' up, Rasta not sprinkle dust Too much ecstasy, make manna exit us Too much fantasy, here upon next to us

dont be a hater son Think you the greater one Gotta put you on the fader son Cut your ass up see you later Gotta drop till your praying nigga You ain'

street We slipped out of the club with no worries Seems she wanted to get out in a hurry We hung all night till we lost our friends Till they caught us

: [Verse One] My first mission Running through the hood with small jacks My memories popping in my head recall that Late night creeping through the alley