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let money control me
Only good pussy console me
Tell her swallow me up for your protein

Now we getting this money
My niggas is balling
Like never

Block on the bay
You know it's ran by danger blake
We crazy we got smitty
Me and Domini we running the city
Run on flakes you late
The greats out

Im splitting the spleens
They laughed at me
When I was teen
Now I pull in a skrrt 
I'm causing a scene
Ah Ah Ah
Ran a lick on my armani jeans
Whipping

I Remember That Freak Bitch

Cypress Hill

Original Album Classics

2008

the
Bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran
Had all the holy books, and notes to get still
I never met another dealer with that appeal
With those electric

Let's go

Ran up a bag fasho I'm spending that bag fasho
You can tell I'm gettin' it

Ran up a bag fasho I'm spending that bag fasho
You can tell I'm

going through a guillotine but
Now I see the whole scene behind your smoke screens,
Biting on my style, better get your protein
Oh no, now they stacking

did Steve
If you can't tote your own weight then
What's this buff shit even ‘bout?
Crystals in your lil' feet
That's all that dust protein
Swoop

The Mystery (Who Is God?)

Rakim

The 18th Letter

1997

Scientifically, and realistically (Who is God?)

In eternal blackness, in the midst of the darkest night
Proteins and minerals, exist within specks of light

Moncler on my coat
Walk in that bitch I smell like dope
Pull up on your bitch in Ghost's
New Aventador it go
Said you "Ran up, ran up" Nope
I just pulled up

I Remember That Freak Bitch (From the Club)/Interlude (Pt. 2)

Cypress Hill

IV

1998

the
Bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran
Had all the holy books, and notes to get still
I never met another dealer with that appeal
With those

I built this s*** from the dirt
I came up from the mud to the money
Took a lil time for it so anti s*** a joke
Yeah ain't s*** funny my nigga
I ran

the protein
I gave her cartridges and codeine
I make the violence look sexy
If I die they gonn' call it a blessing
Young Donnie Darko stay flexing
I use

They know me
They know me
They swear that they know me

Say that you bout it well homie then show me
You ran with my style and I swear that you owe

They

I'm goin' all in right now no time for love bae I'm sorry
I ran shit like a halfback
I coulda' went to states
Pray God bless wit' me a son
And he

clicking
How many years we done ran up the yicken
Don't know how much maybe I'm tripping
Off the Yerks two sixty is kicking
Get a grip they won't catch me

to flex
Your fifteen minutes ran out, now I guess homebodyy’s next
Ain’t no time to rest, ain't no time to sleep
I just recorded like twenty songs in

Bitch I've been gone I been dead with my youth
Fuck all the doubters I'll bury them deep
Grabbing the shovel I laid em to sleep

Ran outta protein

I miss you
Bound to thinking yesterday... I ran across one of our old pictures...
At home, just trying to call... Obviously I didn't"
(Hear mi nuh)

overdid the protein yea
I keep it low key mate
You don't even know me
Talk about G'z mate
How about you come show me
Royalty from the field
Spread panic

protein
But I checked online, Dad, they have like 2.5 grams
So I packed the waffles anyway
I put them in my lunchbox
And I ran outside in time to catch

14
And I’m gaining up bitch protein
Yea these hoez green but my dough first
Yo nigga waitin on the first
Petty hustlin tryna sell some dope
Tryna find

to play favorites
Focus on the obliques, or so to speak
Grains and proteins to strengthen the bone speed
Isolate the cronies from the police until everyone

you niggas mixing sprite
With the codeine
Never flipped the white but my flows mean
I'm looking like I need protein 
But I could probably TKO your whole

Ich hab Bratans am Balkan
Hol deine Ma ran, ich knall dann alle
Deine Fam machen Schwanzparade, denn
Ich hab Protein in Sauce drin wie