Cypress Hill

EZ Come EZ Go


Greatest Hits From The Bong, 4m 06sec

EZ Come EZ Go
  • EZ Come EZ Go


Cypress Hill

I'm in the city of sunshine
But don't be fooled
They say it never rains
I can tell you that ain't true
'Cause when you hustle on the streets
So that you can feed your family
Depending on what you hustle
Niggas could just kill a man

The game of life
I'm a full-time player
Never settle for less
I keep searching for what's greater
Inspite of any hater portrayal
I keep it moving
Never fucked anyone over
Because it comes back later

At the dump it's a long fall
When you the bottom
People remember
All the attitudes you shot 'em
The minute you fall
You're as good as forgotten
Thought you had it all
But it all went rotten

But no many times I have failed
I've never let anything get in the way
Of my dreams and hot spells

I stay focused
With my mind on the prize
And if you try to block me
Then we push you aside

(Yeah, that's right yo, hip hop veteran
Gon' tell you that we better than most of these fools out here

Easy they come when you got the dough
It's the Hill, baby
It's the Hill, baby
Easy they go when you got no mo'
Spit it real, baby
Spit it real, baby, come on
Easy they come when they want your soul
This shit is real crazy
This shit is real crazy
Easy they go when yo' shit gets old
This shit is real crazy
The game is so shady lately

This business ain't nothing
But a series of comebacks
Write you off as dead
Til you come back with a bomb track

Man you got to save food
Nothin' all over your stuff
That's right
I believe in myself and my talent
Skills have been diminished
Motherfucker, there you have it
You got to learn the game
Master every angle
Like a zen master runnin' the triangle
Just when they think that you're all dried up
Surprised that they asked when the back don't cut
Hip hop icon
I'll tell you what it takes
Patience, persistence, perseverance

Know it in your song
They gon' love it when they hear it

Nobody's taking me out
I'll decide
When I'm outta here


I got love for every fan
Ever part of the plan
So while you can
Take some pictures
And sign some autographs

But if you push I put my foot in your ass

Not many in this game would last so long
So they can get what they can
Before the time is done
People are gonna stay with you
But you must never mislead them
But if you treat them wrong
Lead them on
They'll say "We don't need you"
Then it's back to the streets, to square one
Nigga screaming, "This ain't fair"
But nobody cares
You had the money and the cars
Big house and pearls
Jewels and hot beats
So that you could spit out words

So much time and emotion invested
From being on top
Nigga, can't get arrested
Easy come, easy go
When they forget
In every regard

(Yeah, my man, still coming at-cha)


Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, BUG MUSIC

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