Cypress Hill - Trouble Lyrics:
It`s been a while now, been around the block many miles
Many faces, many places, that I found friend`s traces
Where I spend time, places where my mind roam
Places I can call home, places I can get stoned

I just wanna be alone, when I`m feelin` in my zone
People wanna knock me down, `cuz they never have their own
They won`t get the best of me, but they try hopelessly
Why you wanna f**k wit` me? I`m not, what you s`posed to be

You did not give a damn, coulda just killed a man
Sawed off in my hand, but I had to kill the plan
Think I`ve found my piece of mind, feet planted on the ground
I just had to redefine, what I thought to myself

It all goes around me, and others who would down me
Who I don`t give a f**k about, trouble always found me
I know I used to welcome it, with my arms open wide
Trouble`s hand`s on the door, but it can`t come inside

No, trouble`s at my door
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
No, trouble`s at my door
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)

Trouble on the line, all the f**kin` time
Got me contemplatin` the solution, the fusion my wicked mind
Got suckers that hate me, but it don`t really matter
I`m like a gat when I bust, ni**az run and scatter

Movin` in circles, throwin` elbows and fists
You got to be a real ni**a in the Cypress Hill pen
Like the critics talkin` s**t, but I`m not concerned
A hundred G`s for sixty minutes is the bank I earn

I try to put it to you bluntly, so you bitches can learn
That nobody get tired when it`s time to burn
With so many phonies out there, a lot of you have been fooled
Into actually believin`, that some s**t is cool

Take the blinders off and go look for yourself
F**k hearin` about s**t, from somebody else
I`m down for myself, I back up myself
Put in all on the line, make sure that I`m felt

No, trouble`s at my door
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
No, trouble`s at my door
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble? No)

Look, the wall`s closin` in, and my shoe`s wearin` thin
Had to be the biggest clown, that you couldn`t comprehend
Some hated on my game, said I wouldn`t be the same
Called me, Rock Superstar, Insane In The Brain

But I know I haven`t changed, so I brush you to the side
Trouble`s knockin` on the door, anxious jus` to come inside
Times I gotta block it out, no one likes to talk it out
Trouble keeps comin` in and I can`t seem to lock it out

Got my hands on the phone, I don`t wanna have to talk
If you`re feelin` froggy son, then I guess you gotta jump

I can see it in your eyes, you don`t seem to recognize
I wouldn`t fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise
I`m not fallin` for your s**t, you ain`t gonna take me there
You can talk all you want, but I don`t got your weight to bare

No, trouble`s at my door
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
No, trouble`s at my door
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?)

No, trouble`s at my door
(You want trouble right now? C`mon)
(You want trouble right now? C`mon)
(You want trouble right now? C`mon)
(You want trouble right now? C`mon)

No, trouble`s at my door
(You want trouble right now? C`mon)
(You want trouble right now? C`mon)
(You want trouble right now? C`mon)
(You want trouble right now? C`mon)

You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?
You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?
You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?
You want trouble? C`mon, you want trouble?

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