B-Real - Audio X lyrics

"T-Minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6.. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.. zero!" (Blast off!) [B-Real] Come inside, hello everybody, welcome Think you better be ready for the battle when the sh** goes down Cause we warring All you f**in yellow comets runnin from the front line If anybody wanna get away hey I'll find your f**in a** in due time Run and seek shelter but you never will escape Flippin over the gate, cause you can't wait To get your f**in a** away But you're trapped, and there's no way out of this musrhroom cloud But you never wanna realize that I'm planted In your mind now Cypress Hill compound, you could hear the sound Let another motherf**er run up And I'll put your a** down (down) Then I'll peal from your cap the Cypress Hill star Quick look around, you can't hide You just might die right where you are Chorus: B-Real AUDIO X...We gonna your blow your head up (up) Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up Give me any record and I'll flip it any style n***as can't help it, cause they bumpin the sh** loud [Barron Ricks] Aiyyo whasup kid, feel the rush, glad you kept in touch With these n***as who be puffin on the Dutch Bustin guns, lay back in the cut Can it be, it's just a dream when you're on your scene smokin the green Cause ain't sh** never what you think it seem From the streets where life ain't cheap Cypress Hill, Soul Assa**ins, while you askin, "Who dat rappin?" We get all up inside your grill, with the sk** Shoot to k** when it's time for action See you can't hide, from this homicide, that ain't no lie Better kiss that black a** goodbye When you try to play these wiseguys So who's complainin when we intensify the levels on the ryhme You better get ready for the battle when the sh** goes down Because we are the wild Chorus [Barron Ricks] "Audio terrorists Mic specialists About to blow this Blast off" [B-Real] Lookin in your eyes, I see your body bag figure Better be ready for the battle when the sh** goes down Cause it's on n***a What you wanna do, you better pay close attention Let it be known, I control the zone Beyond your comprehension Blunt session, you feel the tension begin to rise f** and feed him, if they can't take a joke And get high I'm feelin lye, in my lungs, what the deal bro? So many people wanna hit my joint But they never got none Imagine that bullsh**, happens all the time n***as better start growin they own They cannot f** with mine Give me any record and I'll flip it any style Beginners better run back to the lab And practice for a while Chorus [Barron Ricks] "This has been another AUDIO X explosive Blast off!"