Cypress Hill - Checkmate (Hang 'em High remix) (radio edit) lyrics

1st verse -- Senen Here we go yall its that n***a hecta Lunatic Smokin loop loose in your sector Got my eye on the money apparatus Like a dog to a bone yeah, you know I gotta have it Anywhere near the sh** and I'm a grab it Turn around spin see your face and jab it Drop you like one of these ill Bad Habits Hunt you like a HillBilly Huntin Rabbit Cutting n***as up like Muggs on the wheel For real penitentiary steel Put heads to Bed from a choke of a Head Lock Fadin bald heads to perms and even dred locks Bway Rude boy wit my Style I could get foul or wild Or breakfool for awhile 2nd verse -- B Real Look, look, look Everywhere you get shook From the pawn takin out the rook All by the book Lives get took and takin you're pulsating You Can't breath no need to look up and see me Your last hope, when you want mellow you call whoever, for the Hype sh** you call the Hill Put it together Runnin this game, bringin the same raw sh** Over the Hill and through the city We come equipt To the letter bringin your temperature down low, what I reveal The good sh** to heal all souls Makin you roll late night You're trippin my games tight With the new sh** I bring it's never the same hype So push that sh** up, get up Don't let up No matter how much blood you spit up You can never be f**in with Greenthumb The outcome specific, you spliff it calapsed lung We hit hard breakin you guard You can tell when the bells ring we're bustin your shell The pawns fell (Hook) Check mate fool, Hang 'em high Got the live sh** bangin, when ever you wanna try Shoot to thrill, via the Hill we take 'em all Check mate fool where ever the pawns fall....(repeat) I'm a freak that funk And slam it in the trunk I'm a k** all junk With a suicide punk Ain't nobody came my way Talkin' bout the Westide of LA So whatever punk a** Click you claim Keep poppin that sh** And I'm a bent you frame 'Cause I want that Big time a**hole Studio gangsta Woof all of that sh** But left out the main factor My n***a Sen's, rollin again Remember when, we rocked shows Battling foes, the time's been Long. Strong with the styles you're in Hear the wind. Like blood pourin out of the pen The ink stains slim chance if it get in your brain The hot flash got you heated With repeated attacks over the tracks Smack n***as up, back n***as up Hack n***as up, jack n***as up Hangin the whack n***as up Snowfall effect we're rollin the city limits Crushin the b**h a** n***as with all the gimics...(HOOK)