Cypress Hill - Illusions

Some people tell me that I need help
Some people can fuck off and go to hell
Goddamn why they criticize me
Now shit is on the rise and my family despise me

Fuck 'em and feed 'em 'cause I don't need 'em
I won't join 'em if I can beat 'em
They don't understand my logic
To my gat, to my money, and I'm hooked on chronic

I never wanted to hurt a nigga
Unless you come flexin' that trigger
I'll dig ya that grave on the east side of town
Now your six feet underground

From man, to the dust to the ashes
All I remember tell me where the cash is
Click clack barrel at my dome
Give all your loot or you ain't going home

But I ain't going out on a bang
Wa dada dang wa dada da dang

I'm havin' illusions all this confusion's
Drivin' me mad inside
I'm havin' illusions all this confusion's
Fuckin' me up in the mind

Mother fuckas be drivin' me up the walls
Hopin' that I fall but they can lick my balls
Straight jacket, strap it
In the padded room where some punk niggas can't hack it

Distracted from all reality
Now I'm let out, on a minor technicality
They all fucked up now
'Cause they let a nigga back on the street somehow

I'm lookin' for some one like me
Livin' in my own world, to my own degree
On the loose in the city lookin' at the ho with the titties
Looking at me and I feel shitty

A lil tensed up getting hot
'Cause she looks like my girl who got smoked at the crack spot
I'm trying to find ways to cope
But I ain't fuckin' around with a gauge or a rope

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's
Drivin' me mad inside
I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's
Fuckin' me up in the mind