Cypress Hill and Dizzy Wright - Bye Bye

I rode the streets and my hood is just like a warzone
You died if you put your use in defendin' your home
If you hustlin' every day, you hold on
Come for mine, I'ma sing you a slow song

Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby

Do you know the meanin' of survival
When the rival is trifle?
Not a gun or a rifle
Not a knife for them to stifle
Put my hand upon the Bible
Open it and get an eye-full
Tryna keep my head
Above water and not be spiteful
The humanity, vanity
Replaced its insanity
So many casualties
Casually forgotten and randomly
Thoughts stricken on beach
And you soft bitches are panickin'
Black Milk on drums
Man this shit is so fuckin' menacin'
What the world needs
Baby, we feed them the truth
Lead 'em into the booth
Kickin' this shit for the youth
They won't play it on the radio
Fuck 'em
If we stand together we can always overcome 'em
They won't play it on the radio
Fuck 'em
If we stand together we can always overcome 'em

I rode the streets and my hood is just like a warzone
You died if you put your use in defendin' your home
If you hustlin' every day you hold on
Come for mine, I'ma sing you a slow song

Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby

I'm havin' visions
Of a bunch of bad decisions
That I might regret later
But this is the life we livin'
The streets is unforgivin' man
They colder than ice
Gotta be holdin' while I'm rollin' at night
This ain't right
All I hear is guns shootin'
Police chase alludin'
Robbin, stealin', lootin'
'Round the projects I just moved in
Feel like, what fuck I'm doin'
I'm really 'bout to lose it
And if you come for mine I'll bring your life to a conclusion

I rode the streets and my hood is just like a warzone
You died if you put your use in defendin' your home
If you hustlin' every day you hold on
Come for mine, I'ma sing you a slow song

Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby

Hit a lick, to help my mom
We ridin' without no dad around
My life was about pussy, basketball, and havin' this rappin' crown
Kill 'em with kindness and they started killin' my happy smile
I didn't tag 'em down, tie 'em up
And try to wrap no fuckin' cord around his neck
So they lookin' for that check
Seen a little homie die young, felt like I was lookin' at myself
Hold on, I know pain
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them whoopin's by the belt
Trials and tribulations we all grow and we all need help
And yo, there's some things we've been preventin'
Political strategies lookin' like open terrorism
Hold on Dizzy, don't get her
Talkin' in third person as I let my personality split 'em
Like M. Night Shyamalan
I'm talkin' mental divisions
They been tearin' families down since before Abraham Lincoln
Real facts
These is vocal thoughts I'm really just thinkin'
Then you findin' out that life is real
I don't know how to feel
Makin' all this money just to get us out my mama's crib

I rode the streets and my hood is just like a warzone
You died if you put your use in defendin' your home
If you hustlin' every day you hold on
Come for mine, I'ma sing you a slow song

Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby
Budum-bye, bye, bye
Let me sing you a lullaby

Written by:
Stupid Young, Curtis Eugene Cross, Curtis Cross II, Demerick Ferm, La'Reonte Wright, Louis Freeze, Senen Reyes

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