Cypress Hill

Cypress Hill - Intellectual Dons lyrics

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[Intro:]

What's up we gonna go down the line baby

Brand new one from the Call O Da Wild

Give big shouts to money makin Manhattan 

145th street crews, 155th street crews

All my niggaz on the East Side

We gonna flip the track baby, flip the script like this

Big shouts to all the weed spots and all that who know how we do



Me things no money sat on Monies chicks

Fillin Barcadi on club seats

Harm's represent the crease on wise fully feet harmly accriminate

Futuristic kittens of the street all malfunction seats 

Crews stand like mannequins sportin names is Tim's

I'll make half your flaps burn is self-discipline 

And supportin your kittens if you're convinced 

They keep the scripts movie-men 

Experience and hard is (unknown) has captured run for the (unkown)

Mischievous black kids dipped in black hooches

Ruthless-a the caswendler stupid used to pump with the any gooier

Now let the card hold the futures 



[Chorus]

[B-Real]

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin dons causing trauma 

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual trauma causing dime



[Barron Ricks]

B Ricks stands anonymous decant flicks 

And non-raps that can't bonely manifest the Buddha blessed 

Freshly dressed rollin in the clubs for success

I'm not dressed in materialistic games to get the sex 

The five six I'm livin fortune of survival tactics

Keepin my enemies close and all my niggaz out of business 

What is this?

Slicey characters spreadin my business

Fragments that can't manage that do damage yo I had it 

Environmental pressure causing static 

In fabric of the asiac cabbage it's madness

All this I'm civilized now what do I now?

Run these avenues buckwild with crews now who is it?

Makin all you critics fiend these lyrics 

And be the core 

Yes y'all comin through on your premises

This is it



[Chorus]

[B-Real]

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin dons causing trauma

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin dons causing trauma

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin dons causing trauma

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin dons causing trauma



[Interlude]

KnowI'msayin? 

Big shouts to my sacred projects connections know I'm sayin?

All my brothers on 113th Lexus to-dial knowI'msayin?

Big shouts to the LES baby we see you



Put on Stella performances 

While niggaz place bids at auto auctions

Re-model frames and changin rusty engines and courting

And while you Forman fools wanna shorten my life 

My life is like survival organs 

It's not important that you're this lyrical dissertation 

Tossing lineal seeing precitals break your vinyl

Chronically spotting spiral perhaps spinning out wax

Yo ?Nas? put the black wars on elegant floors 

The teachers got operations make em insecure 

Gypsy cabs I flag Donnas DC slam that ass take a detour 

Affiliates with my predominately black landscape 

Hop the squad I watch the sling shot from rotting up your pin spot

Jostling nigga glocked him playing possum 

I got the X-ray vision 

Ain't nothing poppin while the tears who interfere 

And the fears they disappear



[Chorus]

[B-Real]

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin dons causing trauma

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin dons causing trauma

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin dons causing trauma

Don't want to do it but they wanna 

Just the Intellectual ganja puffin DONS



[Outro:]

Ah man that's the Call O' Da Wild flavor baby

I can't take it no more I'm outta here baby

But before we get up out I wanna give big shouts 

To all the Buddha spots that made this possible

Big shouts to the 99 cents store baby

The discount health foods know I'm sayin? 

All the brothers on the Lexus ail with that good, goodness 

Big shouts to the party bag shop

To all you other food spots on your roster crew with the end shit

Yeah we out baby don't forget to flip this to the other side 

Get with that Call O' Da Wild baby, it's like that yeah
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Language: English

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