Goin All Out Nothin To Lose Lyric by Cypress Hill

Goin All Out Nothin To Lose Lyric

by Cypress Hill

Lyric:



[b-real]

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?



[chorus]

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)



[sen Dog]

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



[chorus]



Come On, Come On



[b-real]

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 Prescence 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 Adressing

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 Furies

Don't Get The Twist, You Listen Or Get The Fist

I Got Nothing To Lose So I Gat Fools With This



[chorus]



[sen Dog]

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