Lyrics
The path of the righteous man is beset
On all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men
Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will
Shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness
For he is truly his brother's keeper
And the finder of lost children
And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger
Those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers
And you will know my name is the lord
When I lay my vengeance upon thee!
Smokin' emcees like a bowl of Buddha
Burnin' in my bong now
You don't want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
You'll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
Move it out, just move it on out, no doubt
We the number one crew, kickin' more gas niggas out the house
Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother
'Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father
Take heed to the master's call, yes y'all
(Bring your cellphone cause I fade them all)
Bullets fly, but they don't give a fuck about who dies
When you're in the middle of the fuckin'
No question, confrontation
Nowhere to run from the assassination
Let the rain come down
Whoops there goes another body on the ground (watch out for G hound)
It's the undisputed Cypress family
Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilely
Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
Spreadin' in your head like a rumor
Venomous, I'm from the underground
I take care of business
What the fuck is this?
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors, let me get the rope
And hang 'em 'til their fuckin' necks broke
Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe
Let me give you what you need, a fat dose of the good weed
Like a puppet on a string
I'm the one controlling your ass with the rough shit here to bring
My army grows like the Buddha I sold ya
Every seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
Like the coup d'état
Now ya are in the middle of the ambush, stuck in your car
They can't find ya, at the bottom of the lake, let me remind ya
Ya better be lookin' behind ya
It's too late, ain't no one standin' here
Hallucination, bees hummin' in your ear
Paranoia, dwelling to your dome piece
Increase the level of the terror that move ceased
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
(Come on) open up the doors for the high funk Buddha
With the light point the dick can die, rolling with the six shoota
Thirty-eight, still shootin' real straight
Lookin' for the buster, that I must eliminate
No surprise, as the inches demise
Let the flow flow, as I look him right in the eyes
And rip these niggas in half with a paper graph
They can't find a path, I love the aftermath
Still I reign, the sect we remain
The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas up again
When I aim I'm scopin' for your brain
Brother stay low, cross-hairs break you up the frame
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Move 'em out, move 'em on out (move 'em out!)
Ahh, now that the mind is open
So one can clearly see
What they don't want you to see
But it's obvious, isn't it my brother?
Get the smoke from in the front of your eyes, got to realize
Anybody don't like it, move 'em on out
