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Cypress Hill - Strictly Hip Hop: The Best of Cypress Hill - (Goin' All Out) Nothin' to Lose
Strictly Hip Hop: The Best of Cypress Hill
Disc 1
01. How I Could Just Kill a Man
02. I Ain't Goin' Out Like That
03. Hand on the Pump
04. Throw Your Set in the Air (club remix)
05. Strictly Hip Hop
06. Hand on the Glock
07. Latin Lingo (Prince Paul mix)
08. Checkmate (Hang Em High remix)
09. When the Ship Goes Down (extended)
10. Lowrider
11. What U Want From Me
12. Another Victory
13. Trouble
14. Stoned Is the Way of the Walk
15. Break 'em off Some
16. Prelude to a Come Up
Disc 2
01. Insane in the Brain
02. Boom Biddy Bye Bye
03. Dr. Greenthumb (Fun Lovin' Criminals remix)
04. Hits From the Bong (T-Ray's mix)
05. I Wanna Get High
06. Illusions
07. Latin Lingo
08. The Phuncky Feel One
09. Lick a Shot
10. Cock the Hammer
11. (Goin' All Out) Nothin' to Lose
12. Busted in the Hood
13. Stank Ass Hoe
14. Light Another
15. Roll It Up Again
16. Can't Get the Best of Me
I got nothing to lose, I'm going all out
The deuce never stop, I refuse to play by the rules
Uptight, when you stepping into the night, right
Pigs coming up and shining the bright light
Nothing better to do, than fuck with the pride
When you hide behind your badge, your gun and ride
Billy club show me no love, think you above
All the fuss and the locs is rushing in too close
Let me lay it on the table, forget stable
Freak niggas, coming to slay to the label
You got nothing to lose, come on choose
Stay away from niggas that bring down your crew
Whatever it takes, you make or break yourself
With the wealth or the chance to stay in good health
Sword blade swinging you back off away
And the track off the real, straight off the Hill
What the deal motherfucker?
I got nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Nothing to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out
(I'm going all out) nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Lighting the fuse to the bomb (better run out)
Nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Nothing to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out
(I'm going all out) nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Lighting the fuse to the bomb (better run out)
I'm going all out, showing y'all what I'm about
Getting in your mental, knocking niggas out
Taking this pencil, across the brain
Ain't stopping there 'til the rhymes all drained
All out my system, take 'em, and then I twist 'em
Put 'em out one day and see, who want to diss 'em
As you fold I'll sting ya, run up and you bitch up
Y'all get the picture, just call Mr. Excitement
Coming with the thunder and lightning
Shit is quite frightening how niggas keep biting
So I keep the writing, down for the fighting
Cold with the flows, they both quite exciting
And let me take space up, heat your face up
I'm going all out, before the raise up
I got nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Nothing to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out
(I'm going all out) nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Lighting the fuse to the bomb (better run out)
Nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Nothing to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out
(I'm going all out) nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Lighting the fuse to the bomb (better run out)
Come on, come on
I'm going all out, nothing to lose, you better roll out
Sold out, niggas be living in times run out
In the present smell the presence of what you stressing
You get sent a lesson ain't missing the point blessing
Expression, feeling the tension over the session
The question, filling your body with intention
Don't mention the profession, keep addressing
The real motherfuckers in the crowd pay attention
I'm goin the fuck out, Smith and Wesson
You better stall me out, no extension
Only the strong will ever be setting the pace
When you look up I'm gone and never left a trace
No worries, set you with flurries and no juries
Eight million stories in the city of fury
Don't get the twist, you listen or get the fist
I got nothing to lose so I gat fools with this
I got nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Nothing to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out
(I'm going all out) nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Lighting the fuse to the bomb (better run out)
Nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Nothing to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out
(I'm going all out) nothing to lose (I'm going all out)
Lighting the fuse to the bomb (better run out)
Oh yeah, Cypress Hill massive once again
Coming to your record shop
Check this out, we ain't taking no prisoners
We chopping heads off
And you stepping at me, you better be going all out baby
This is war baby, from now until the new millennium