Dust

[Verse 1: B-Real, Sen Dog]

As we bust out on the scene like a machine with a team

Looking for theme between cracks searching for cream

Physical energy can never be lost

Never be cleverly read or took on into the search of your own

Suckers are looking for treasures and pleasures, endeavors images of plastic

Material whenever you're ready and steady, rolling with deadly and friendly

Territorial glorious story, I've heard nothing but hate for me

Coming from ghetto, the gueros are holding the metal

Settle for gas as we passing you by, sticking the pedal

Down to the floor and the horror is starting to pour

Everything I just threatened your blood, you can't take it no more

Why did you try to forget it, I said it to fuck off!

Now you'll be headed, said I'm making you try to do laws

That's what you get for fronting, I'm hunting 'em all

Giving them suckers a push and the fall

[Chorus]

Got what you want, got what you need, the hardcore

Breaking the law, the new seed, yes, they want more

Cypress Hill, Soul Assassins, we smokin'

420 all day, we ain't joking

Serving up none less than the hard stuff

Excess of the zes make it sound right

Beat it up all you want, it's a damn must

Get up in my way, I'll smoke your ass like dust

[Verse 2: B-Real, Sen Dog]

[?] is loaded with snakes serpents who come and they take

Pieces of those who they break bodies are found in the lake

Only the victim is passed, you got what you wanted last

Pockets are loaded with cash now that you're actually grass

Time keeps ticking and slipping away

Look at you tricking, I'm sicking its clicking the trigger

And so is your place

Only the strong will survive, hoping to keep it alive

I'll never be denied, watch in who you confide

People are out on the prowl looking for those

Who obey, dying like these killas defy, so I keep fucking with y'all

Join fucking with the pace, you're just a waste in my face

Hit you with bass in your case, give you all just a taste

Even the lemo, the rebel bringing the metal with treble

So many rebels incredible time we battle

You're looking for answers, no chances or victory dances

Don't give me no glances you'er all through in time no advances

[Chorus]

Got what you want, got what you need, the hardcore

Breaking the law, the new seed, yes, they want more

Cypress Hill, Soul Assassins, we smokin'

420 all day, we ain't joking

Serving up none less than the hard stuff

Excess of the zes make it sound right

Beat it up all you want, it's a damn must

Get up in my way, I'll smoke your ass like dust

[Verse 3: B-Real, Sen Dog]

Under the heavens with weapons

Step in directions of flesh and feeling the heat

Of the tension now dissin' and stressin'

Life is a battlefield, the gat'll kill, really die

Think of how that'll feel, Sen will gladly build up your high

And going through changes, the pages keep turning and burning

The rage is concerning, the stage is becoming the sermon

Searching for harmony, you wanna be balling me

But you never get nowhere 'cause I'm killing your whole philosophy

Rising like temperature, a signature flow when we just scavengers

And wait, your posse watch me, I'm truly tipping ya

Must be sipping the liquid to try to get with the sickness

Only the hardest will limp in and only the thrill when we get it

I'm an assassin of soul, out of control when I roll

You better hide in your hole, I got your name on my skull

There ain't no running from me, assassins are cunning, you see

Blasting at those who obey clashing and lashing the weak!

[Chorus]

Got what you want, got what you need, the hardcore

Breaking the law, the new seed, yes, they want more

Cypress Hill, Soul Assassins, we smokin'

420 all day, we ain't joking

Serving up none less than the hard stuff

Excess of the zes make it sound right

Beat it up all you want, it's a damn must

Get up in my way, I'll smoke your ass like dust