Illusions (Harpsichord mix) Cypress Hill

Verse 1 (B-Real):
Some people tell me that I need help
Some people can fuck off and go to hell
Goddamn why they criticize me
Now shit is on the rise so my family despise me
Fuck 'em and feed 'em
'Cause I don't need 'em
I won't join 'em if I can't beat 'em
They don't understand my logic
To my gat to my money and I'm hooked on chronic
I never wanted to hurt a nigga
Unless you come flexin' that trigger, I'll dig ya
That grave on the Eastside of town
Lay ya six feet underground
From man to the dust to the ashes
All I remember tell me where the cash is
Click clack barrel at my dome
Give all your loot or you ain't goin' home
But I ain't goin' out with a bang
Wadada dang, wadadada dang dang
Chorus (B-Real):
I'm having illusions
All this confusions drivin' me mad inside
I'm having illusions
All this confusions fuckin' me up in my mind
I'm having illusions
All this confusions drivin' me mad inside
I'm having illusions
All this confusions fuckin' me up in my mind