Dead Man Tell No Tales Cypress Hill

In the eye of the beholder
The soldier begins the war
Fore score and seven bullets
You hit the floor
Hit the outdoor
The darkness frightens you even more
I'm here to enlighten you with the hard-core
Bring it raw
Like the red dead meat up in your plate
And I'll fill you up with the energy
The Hill creates
I get sticky
Like the green bag of the bom diggy
Now I'm fuckin with your head
And you're realizing its tricky
Got you paranoid fellin the void
You can't take it
Or avoid being destroyed freakazoid
Toyed with your mind all styles deployed
You find danger
In the stranger eye's the killin comes second nature
Your battlefield of the mind is falling
Now who you callin out for help
And all your fuckin yellin is to your self
Crawlin and beggin for mercy means nothing
When your bluffin I'm pushin the button
And straight dumpin on fools frontin