Dj Muggs - Don't Trip Lyrics
[chorus]Dont you trip this is the soul assassinsWe come and blast themWe eastside riders, this is how we doin[b-real]I spent hot days under the sun with all my loved onesSoul assassins family click you know the dark oneEastside hellraisers, promoters pay usTo tear the roof of this shit, the mic blazersSmoke alarms goin off, flowin offThe track, got em showin off, blowin offAll wack niggas choke in coal, eat a dick upPick up ya teeth out the street flossin holesGod knows weedniggas ya figured ya find waysTo escape the path of the serial rhyme-killaTop billa, bankaccount fillaSpittin out more hot shit then godzillaThe firebreatha, turn up your receivaI attack the brain through the sound in ya speakaNo you cant ***** with this...No you cant ***** with this...Chorus[b-real]You cant hold back the fury, I bury you in a hurryRhymestyle non-stop commin in a flurryDont worry, imma settle this, get the fistI sever your vocalcord with a flick of my wristYou insist to be here, I make this clearIts a game of cut-throat from ear to earCan you hang in the world when, where ya girlfriendHanging with my crew and steady servingCome get your feeling hurt and come act hardI got a ditch in my backyard for all you scared niggasI make figures for all the soldiers to followPeace to my fam, bands who wont see the ...I see you in the next one, I test oneWhen you flex son, respect one, the best oneCypress hill, soul assassins, blastin you onIn the race called life yo we passin you onChorusDont you trip this is the soul assassinsWe come and blast themWe eastside riders, this is how we doinDont you trip this is the soul assassinsWho wanna be stupid come be the first to die
