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I Ain't Goin' Out Like That

This song is by Cypress Hill and appears on the album Black Sunday (1993).

This song has been covered by 16 Volt under the title "I Ain't Goin' Out Like That".
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Let's kick it, ese

B-Real
Comin' out the slums, it's the hoodlums
I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums
So bring it on when you wanna come fight this
Outlaw, kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress
Hill, chill, I'll bust that grill
Grab my gat and load up the steel
And if you wanna get drastic
I'll pull out my plastic
Glock automatic synthetic material
Burial plots in order
Heading down to the Mexican border
Smokin' that smelly, Northern Cali'
Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley
Ho, hum, hear the gat come
Boooooommm!
Lemmie see what you'll do
It's a sin to kill a man
But I'll be damned if I don't take a stand

B-Real & Sen Dog
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that

Sen Dog
I'm high strung, think I'm sprung
'Cause I don't live on the hum-drum
Where I'm from the gats'll be smokin'
I'll be damned if ya think I'm jokin'
Know that I come with the static
Erratic four-five automatic
Screamin' at ya
The red lights beamin' at ya
No need to have to run after the punk-ass hood
In the oven I'm cooked
Dig the grave for the one who got played
Now he's under
Don't make Stevie Wonder why
'Cause he'll testify

B-Real & Sen Dog
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that

B-Real
I got ya thinkin', "What the fuck is this?"
Lettin' you know I take care of business
Can I get a witness?
To verify when I'm to pick this
Style that makes ya ecstatic
Tragic, when I got a pull of the magic buddha
When I roll with my crew
I betcha one time can't find my hootah
In my vehicle with the belt unbuckled
Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle
Pulled to the curb
So we exchange a few words
But he got me stirred up
Enough to grab the handcuffs
I'll huff 'n' puff and blow ya head off!

B-Real & Sen Dog
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out!
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that

Sen Dog
Yeah! Takin' your disses and dissin ya right back
It's the Cypress Hill crew
Like man, shit
You little taco stand rapper
Eat a bowl a dick up
Then you got my man over here
You can eat a bowl a dick up too
Anybody got beef around the way?
Yo, eat a bowl a dick up, G!

Written by:

Louis Freese; Larry Muggerud; Richard Todd Ray