[Intro: Extract from Pulp Fiction Ezekial 25:17]
"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children and I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. AND YOU WILL KNOW MY
NAME IS THE LORD, WHEN I LAY MY VENGEANCE UPON THEE!"
[Shots fired]
[Verse 1: B-Real]
Smokin' MC's like a bowl of Buddha
Burnin' in my bong now
You don't want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
You'll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
Movin out, just movin on out, no doubt
We the number one crew
Kickin' mark ass niggas out the house
Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother
'Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father
Take heed to the master's call yes y'all
(Break yourself fool cause I fade 'em all)
Bullets fly, but they don't give a fuck about who dies
When you're in the middle of the buckin'
No question, confrontation
Nowhere to run from the assassination
Let the rain come down
Whoops there goes another body on the ground
Watch out for G hound
It's the undisputed Cypress family
Kickin' up dust, can you handle us gradually
Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
Spreading in your head like a rumor
Venomous sound from the underground, I take care of business
What the fuck is this?
"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children and I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. AND YOU WILL KNOW MY
NAME IS THE LORD, WHEN I LAY MY VENGEANCE UPON THEE!"
[Shots fired]
[Verse 1: B-Real]
Smokin' MC's like a bowl of Buddha
Burnin' in my bong now
You don't want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
You'll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
Movin out, just movin on out, no doubt
We the number one crew
Kickin' mark ass niggas out the house
Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother
'Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father
Take heed to the master's call yes y'all
(Break yourself fool cause I fade 'em all)
Bullets fly, but they don't give a fuck about who dies
When you're in the middle of the buckin'
No question, confrontation
Nowhere to run from the assassination
Let the rain come down
Whoops there goes another body on the ground
Watch out for G hound
It's the undisputed Cypress family
Kickin' up dust, can you handle us gradually
Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
Spreading in your head like a rumor
Venomous sound from the underground, I take care of business
What the fuck is this?
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