paroles de chanson Cock the Hammer - Cypress Hill

I'm a chickenhawk, huntin' for a chicken
Get paranoid when you hear my Glock clickin'
Speakin' to the punk that's tweakin'
With the bitch-ass styles, I hit you like Deacon Jones

House call for Dr. Bones
I rolled ya up and smoked you like cones
Split the seed and grow you like clones
Don't start me up, 'cause I'm not the Rolling Stones

But I get stoned with a little help from my friends
With the good blend, then I passed it round back to me again
I can make you famous like Amos
Same as the last punk, when I stuck the gat up his anus
Hear me growl: Grrra! Howl!
I got the night vision like the wise old owl

I'm comin' ta fetch ya
Yeah holmes, I'll wet ya
Bury them bones under my home and

Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!

Take my weapon, step into a whole new realm
And step back, as I take up the helm
On the pirate ship I'm steerin'
Drop into gear and
Just realize what you're hearin'

The cannon soundin'
That's my companion
Surroundin' as my crew comes pounding
As the captain, Afro-America
Whole lotta gattin' with the loc'ed out Latin

Busted!
You're a red beard with a musket
Better duck quick 'cause ya might get dusted
Your gat looks rusted, disgusted
Oh look away, look away, boy, as I rush it
Yes, I know that you can't withstand it
Watch that ass 'cause punk, I'll brand it

With a steel-toe, how you feel now
When my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo
Cry on a pillow, weeping-ass willow
The Hill got the skill for the static like brillo

Hmm, what you talkin' 'bout, punk?
Gimme room as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the white banner
Ever heard a Glock go click like a camera?

Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!

Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!
Cock the hammer!
Cock the hammer, it's time for action!