I got to lose, I'm goin' all out The deuce never stop, I to play by the rules Uptight, when you into the night, right Pigs comin' up and shinin' the light
Nothin' better to do, than with the pride When you behind your badge, your gun and ride club show me no love, think you above All the fuss and the is rushin' in too close
Let me lay it on the table, forget niggaz, comin' to slay to the label You got to lose, come on choose Stay away niggaz that bring down your crew
Whatever it takes, you make or yourself the wealth or the chance to stay in good health Sword blade you back off away And the track off the real, straight off the the deal, motherfucker?
I got nothin' to (I'm all out) to lose you gonna fall out run out (I'm all out) Nothin' to (I'm all out) Lightin' the to the bomb, better run out
to lose (I'm all out) Nothin' to lose, you fall out run out (I'm all out) to lose (I'm all out) Lightin' the to the bomb, better run out
I'm goin' all out, showin' what I'm about in your mental, knockin' niggaz out Takin' this pencil, across the stoppin' there till the rhymes all drained
All out my system, take 'em and I twist 'em Put 'em out one day and see, who diss 'em As you fold I'll sting ya, run up and you up Y'all get the picture, just call Mr.
Comin' with the thunder and Shit is quite how niggaz keep biting So I keep the writing, for the fighting with the flows, they both quite exciting And let me take space up, your face up I'm all out, before the raise up
I got to lose (I'm all out) to lose you gonna fall out run out (I'm all out) Nothin' to (I'm all out) the fuse to the bomb, better run out
Nothin' to (I'm all out) to lose, you gonna fall out run out (I'm all out) Nothin' to (I'm all out) Lightin' the to the bomb, better run
on, come on I'm all out, nothin' to lose, you better roll out Sold out, niggaz be in times run out In the present the presence of what you stressin' You get a lesson ain't missin' the point blessin'
Expression, the tension over the session The question, fillin' your body with Don't mention the profession, adressin' The real motherfuckers in the pay attention
I'm goin' the fuck out, and Wesson You stall me out, no extension the strong will ever be settin' the pace When you look up I'm gone and left a trace
No worries, set you flurries and no juries Eight million in the city of furies Don't get the twist, you or get the fist I got nothin' to lose so I gat with this
I got nothin' to (I'm all out) Nothin' to lose you fall out run out (I'm all out) Nothin' to (I'm all out) Lightin' the fuse to the bomb, run out
to lose (I'm all out) Nothin' to lose, you gonna out run out (I'm all out) to lose (I'm all out) the fuse to the bomb, better run
Oh yeah, Cypress Hill massive again to your record shop Check out, we ain't takin' no prisoners We heads off And you steppin' at me, you better be all out, baby This is war, baby, from now until the new