Cypress Hill - Goin' All Out, Nothin' to Lose lyrics

I got nothin' to lose, I'm goin' all out The deuce never stop, I refuse to play by the rules Uptight, when you steppin' into the night, right Pigs comin' up and shinin' the bright light Nothin' better to do, than f** 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 rushin' in too close Let me lay it on the table, forget stable Freak n***az, comin' to slay to the label You got nothin' to lose, come on choose Stay away from n***az 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 swingin' you back off away And the track off the real, straight off the Hill What the deal motherf**er? I got nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb Nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb I'm goin' all out, showin' y'all what I'm about Gettin' in your mental, knockin' n***az out Takin' this pencil, across the brain Ain't stoppin' 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 wanna diss 'em As you fold I'll sting ya, run up and you b**h up Y'all get the picture, just call Mr. Excitement Comin' with the thunder and lightning sh** is quite frightening how n***az 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 goin' all out, before the raise up I got nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb Nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb Come on, come on I'm goin' all out, nothin' to lose, you better roll out Sold out, n***az be livin' in times run out In the present smell the presence of what you stressin' You get sent a lesson ain't missin' the point blessin' Expression, feelin' the tension over the session The question, fillin' your body with intention Don't mention the profession, keep addressin' The real motherf**ers in the crowd pay attention I'm goin' the f** out, Smith and Wesson You better stall me out, no extension Only the strong will ever be settin' 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 furies Don't get the twist, you listen or get the fist I got nothin' to lose so I gat fools with this I got nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb Nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb Oh yeah, Cypress Hill ma**ive once again Comin' to your record shop Check this out, we ain't takin' no prisoners We choppin' heads off And you steppin' at me, you better be goin' all out baby This is war baby, from now until the new millennium