Top Search

LyricsCopy.com

Trouble

par Cypress Hill

lyricscopy.com
[B-Real]
It´s been a while now
Been around the block many miles
Many faces, many places
that I found?friend´s? traces
Where I spend time, places where my roam
Places I can call home
Places I can get stoned
I just wanna be alone
When I´m feelin´ in my zone
People want to knock me down
´cos they never have their own
They won´t get the best of me
But they try hopelessly
Why you wanna fuck wit´ me?
I´m not, what you s´posed to be?
You could not give a DAMN
Coulda just Killed A Man
Sawed off in my hand
But I had to kill the plan
Think I´ve found my piece of mind
Feet planted on the ground
I just had to redefine, what I thought to myself
It all goes around me and others who would down me
Who I don´t give a fuck about, Trouble always found me,
I know used to welcome it with my arms open wide,
Trouble´s hand´s on the door, but it can´t come INSIDE!

[Chorus 1 : B Real (repeat 2x)]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TROUBLE´S NOT MY GOOOOOOOOOOAL!
You want trouble, c´mon,
You want trouble?
You want trouble, c´mon
You want trouble?

[Sen Dog]
Trouble on the line, all the fuckin´ time
Got me contemplatin´ the solution, the fusion my wicked mind
Got suckers that hate me but it don´t really matter
I´m like a gat when I bust, niggas run and scatter
Movin´ in circles, throwin´ elbows and fists
You got to be a real nigga in the Cypress Hill pen
Like the critics talkin´ shit, but I´m not concerned
A hundred G´s for sixty minutes is the bank I earn
I try to put it to you rookies so you bitches can learn
That no-body get tired when it´s time to burn
With so many phonies out there a lot of you have been fooled
In to actually believin´ that some shit is cool
Take the blinders off and go look for yourself
Fuck hearin´ about shit from somebody else
I´m down for myself, I back up myself
Put in all on the line make sure that I´M FELT!

[Chorus 1 (Repeat 2x)]

[B-Real] Nooooo!

[scratching interlude]

[B-Real]
Look, the wall´s closin´ in
and my shoe´s wearin´ thin
Had to be the biggest clown that you couldn´t comprehend
Some hated on my game, said I wouldn´t be the same
Called me "Rock Superstar", "Insane In The Brain"
But I know I haven´t changed
So I brush you to the side
Trouble´s knockin´ on the door, askin´ jus´ to come inside
´times I gotta block it out, no-one likes to talk it out
Trouble keeps comin´ and I can´t seem to lock it out
Got my hands on the phone, I don´t wanna have to talk
If you´re feelin froggy, son, then I guess you gotta jump
I can see it in your eyes, you don´t seem to recognise
I wouldn´t fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise
I´m not fallin´ for your shit, you ain´t gonna take me there
You can talk all you want, but I don´t got your weight to bare

[Chorus 1 (Repeat 2x)]

[Chorus 2: B-Real {Sen Dog} (Repeat 4x)]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TROUBLE´S NOT MY GOOOOOOOOOOAL!
{You want trouble right now? C´mon
You want trouble right now? C´mon}

[B-Real] You want trouble, c´mon
You want trouble?
[Repeat 4x]
Recherche Artistes :

# A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Karaoké : Fichiers MP3 & Vidéos Karaoké

Karaoke Fun !