Like Louie Armstrong, played the trumpet. I'll hit that bong and break ya off somethin soon. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
So you wanna be a rock superstar, and live large, a big house, 5 cars, you're in charge. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
Insane in da membrane.. insane in da brain! Insane in da membrane.. crazy insane, got no brain! — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
It's funny how impossible dreams manifest and the games that be comin with it nevertheless. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
I remember the days when I was a young kid growin up looking in the mirror, dreamin about blowin up. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
Fat boy on a diet, don't try it. I'll jack yo' ass like a looter in a riot. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
Hopefully it dont manifest for the wrong guy egomaniac and the brainiac. Dont know how to act, 48 tracks, studio gangster, mack. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
You got to go for the gusto but you dont know about the blood, sweat and tears and losing some of your fears and… — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
Do my shit undercover now it's time for the blubba blabber, to watch that belly get fatter. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
Comin' up in the world, don't trust no body gotta look over your shoulder constantly. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
Ohh, makin my mind slow. That's why I don't fuck with the big four-oh. Bro, I got ta' maintain. Cause a nigga like me… — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
The rock crowd, make money, chill with the honeys sign autographs or whatever the people want from me. — Cypress Hill Copy Share Image
