EnMiCasa feat. B-Real & Zed street code

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We still got love for the streets
EnMiCasa, Zed, B-Real from the mighty Cypress Hill
It doesn't stop, it doesn't break, one day a storm
But what remains? Only circles in my head
What awaits me? It's up to speed up and go quickly
Hands down and I take my slice
It's my ego that distinguishes me with the pressure that pushes me
The elite of my circle is shrinking
Once the innocence has been lost, the starting point remains
This road gave me relevance
We live it by the code, like a bomb, tic tac, we explode
Like a bullet in your head, we chemicals, we corrode
Inevitable that all you heaters are gonna lose
We hold it down like Tony Soprano's cement shoes
We're living in a city where the streets are like mazes
We the criminal cases but you can't put us in cages
The situation is so critical cause I'm gettin so cynical
To break away is impossible, all you need is a miracle
If you come looking for trouble, boy, you gonna find some
If you come looking for guns, yeah, you gonna find one
If you thinkin you're hard and you wanna test us
We can damage your rep, boy, you won't forget us
We take it to the limit, that's how we get a shine on
We don't know any others, that's how we get our grind on
Living by the code in the fork in the road
And where we gonna go, I don't know but we carry the load
Street criminal, justice nada
You will find it difficult to keep us at bay
I remove the safety, I aim at the walls
My weapon is dark in color
I do not pass indifferently among the crowd of people
They want to confuse the thoughts of the mind
I feel his anxious breathing on my pillow
Be careful you live a nightmare bro at gunpoint
You put yourself but you don't catch bro, you don't put him
Down in the plaza , under effects
They are direct hits, let's set fire to the suspects
On the market we are the perfect killers
Independent with the size of a heavyweight
And a sacred heart that gives life to this beat
I hold this moment tighter
EnMiCasa over the hill, it's a classic
I'm coming from the south side, where the streets set the laws
I've been hated and loved, I broke jaws
If you don't wanna sleep with the fishes or get a bruise
I'm gonna make you an offer that you really can't refuse
Boy I teach you another lesson, you better learn
I'm a man of honor, so there's no cause for concern
Me and my people, real soldiers, you know the sequel
Click clack bang bang, we have no equal
We are hungry for hope
Closed under the beds of the rooms
On the mirrors perplexed demons
They strike blows disguised as embraces
I come from the abyss, the darkness and the cypresses
We always aim high, take notes and under another
Road rules, inks and paints
They dictate laws between infamous and enemies
Hatred has roots in envy of friends

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