The song Certified Bomb is performed by Cypress Hill in the album named Skull & Bones in the year 2000 .
Call me the serial rhyme killer
Mic cord strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web, nigga
Your head is dangling off of your shoulders
'Cause my mic told me to do it, 'cause you wasn't a true soldier
Fake bustas get hit with the clusterbomb
You're a hot dog with no mustard, you're flustered
I'm calm, spit, heat like a f**king dragon
Bagging you up, tagging you toe, zipping you up
Clipping you up, mic cord tripping you up
You're in the dark with no light
And wishing a nigga had lit you up
So much for wishful thinking, your body's stinking
You're sinking into the hole and I'm at the top winking at ya
Don't play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the place
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, check it out
Don't play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the place
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, check it out
Call me imperial beatslayer
All prayers try to be advisory to rivalry in the battle player
Bitches who lie to me and cry to me use bribery
I'm taking the torch and burn Puffy-music for canivalry
That'll teach you, I beat you on every plain
Ain't no other way to beat you, I beat you with pain
Shred you into pieces using the tiger claw
A cold nigga you need more than a lighter to thaw
Me and my lyrical Iceberg s*ckers are panic
f**k what you heard, I brought down the Titanic
So can it and shut it, I wrote it and bust it
Because it never gonna be safe for wack, niggas, I don't trust 'em
Don't play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the place
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, check it out
Don't play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the place
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the place
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, check it out
Call me superior show stopper, your hip hop legacy
Claim us to remember we break you off proper
Oh you got a short memory? You wanna render me?
Harmless and surrender me for the f**king enemy?
I won't let ya, bet ya, reign supreme
Make your fans forget ya, search ya, in front of your team
Make a nigga smoke a ounce and bounce over the rhythm
And hit 'em and get another s*ck and hit 'em with venom
Nigga, my name is Sen and I'm real while you're pretending
s*ckers with no style, I hope you get offended
So I can lock your a*s up with my jaw clutches
Then my rhymes just cut you, 'cause they're sharp like Tony Touch's
Don't play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the place
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, check it out
Don't play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the place
Gonna smash you in my face with tapes, check it out
Yeah, that's right y'all, gonna smash you in the face
Who be coming on touching me, getting around me
I'm a bomb, you know what I'm saying
I'm ready to go off, you know what I'm saying
So many motherf**kers out there talking shit
Doing their little thing, it's cool you know, I'm saying
Go ahead make your money, but don't you be coming
Around me, perplexing, playing like a bitch
You know what I'm saying, 'cause I can see your a*s
Right through, you know what I'm saying
You're gla*s homeyboy, you're gla*s, you know what I'm say
Don't play me too close y'all, now come to think of it
I don't think I like you too much, you know I'm saying, always kicking it
Doing what we do, trying to act like us, trying to sound like us
You're playing me too close motherf**ker, you need to step the f**k
On back, take your a*s on back to wherever the f**k you come from
'Cause you're playing me way, way too close, what I'm saying
Cypress Hill - Skull & Bones
- Intro
- Another Story
- (Rap) Superstar
- Cuban Necktie
- What U Want From Me
- Stank A** H**
- Highlife
- Certified Bomb
- Can I Get A Hit
- We live This S***
- Woldwide
- Valley Of Chrome
- Get Out Of My head
- Can't Get The Best Of Me
- A Man
- Dust