The Cable Guy movie - The Last Assassin lyrics
rate meSong by Cypress Hill<br /><br>
[Phone Call]<br>
Bueno...<br>
?C¨®mo est¨¢ todo?...<br>
Bien, bien, qu¨¦ bueno, qu¨¦ bueno...<br>
Bueno, a lo que estamos hablando, van a ser 50000 (cincuenta mil) bolas...<br>
25 (veinticinco) ahora y 25 despu¨¦s...<br>
Y a que usted agarre noticia de que Don Miguel ha muerto...<br>
Nos veremos en el centro de Los Angeles...<br>
Ah¨ª por la Pico y la Figueroa...<br>
<br>
[Translation:]<br>
Hello...how's it going?...<br>
Great, great, that's good, that's good...<br>
Ok, what we were talking bout before,<br>
They're gonna be fifty thousand balls...<br>
Twenty-five now and twenty-five later...<br>
And you betta know that Don Miguel has died...<br>
I'll see u in the middle of L.A....<br>
right by The Pico and The Figueroa<br>
<br>
[B Real:]<br>
<br>
Lookin' back in the days of my youth no doubt<br>
I didn't have any role models kickin' the truth out<br>
So who am I supposed to look up to?<br>
[Edit] on the corner, or the boys in blue<br>
Now I had 2 choices, what could I be?<br>
Down with, runnin' with the pigs or the g's,<br>
Let's see, a pig ain't done nothin' for me<br>
But try to guide me to the penetentiary<br>
The g's on the other hand wanna see me<br>
Callin' shots in the hood, recruitin' homies<br>
Either way I'm [edit] unfortunatley<br>
So I think I'll roll with the neighborhood family<br>
G's in the hood are influential<br>
Pigs on the street are detrimental<br>
A g's got stripes on his credentials<br>
Growin' up ain't easy in the Central<br>
<br>
[Chorus:]<br>
In the soul of the one holdin' the gun<br>
Of the Assassin, elimination, blastin', assassination<br>
The lone hard core to the bone individual<br>
Highly adavanced than your average criminal<br>
Through the shadows I lurk through the alleys<br>
And rooftops, scoped and aimed at your brain<br>
Until we meet in the next world again,<br>
Until the year 2000 come on in my friend<br>
<br>
An OG told me How to make some ends<br>
To get the Rolex and the phat [edit] Benz<br>
All I gotta do is take out a few friends<br>
Disappear for a while then come back again<br>
I used to have to hit them with the long range shot<br>
In time I got better in the closer I got<br>
The last thing I learned was the knife in hand<br>
Blade to the throat, Oh, how I could kill a man<br>
You could never understand how my mind works<br>
The professional methods I use when I do dirt<br>
Enemies and adversaries on the contract<br>
No combat, I catch them in their Z's<br>
<br>
[Chorus]<br>
<br>
No one ever knows how the cards get dealt<br>
In the hands of the maker when you break yourself<br>
Why do I do do do things I do<br>
Nobody was ever there for me to talk to<br>
Once I was youngster, pure and true<br>
Now I'm runnin' with the sick, sick crew<br>
You could never understand what I go through<br>
There could never be another [edit] fillin' my shoes<br>
Sometimes I wonder how I made this far<br>
In the gang set trippin',<br>
Givin' up the set I claim<br>
Pigs lookin' at me and they wanna take aim<br>
But I don't give a [edit] cause it's all the same<br>
<br>
[Chorus]<br>
<br>
[last line is different]<br>
Until the year 2000 my friend<br>
<br>