I Ain't Going Out Like That
Cypress Hill Lyrics


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Let's kick it ese

Comin' out the slums! It's da hoodlums
I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums
So bring it on when you want to come fight this
Outlaw, kicking like Billy Ray Cypress Hill
Chill, I'll bust that grill
Grab my gat, and load up the steel
And if you want to get drastic
I'll pull out my plastic glock, automatic
Synthetic material, burial plots in order
Headed down to the Mexican border
Smokin' that smellie, Northern Cali
Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley
Ho, hum, hear the gat come, boom!
Let me see what you'll do
It's a sin to kill a man
But I'll be damned if I don't take a stand

We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out like that!"

I'm high strung, click I'm sprung
Cause I don't live on the hum-drum
Where I'm from, the gats'll be smokin'
I'll be damned if you think I'm jokin'
Know, that I'll come with the static
Erratic, .45 automatic
Screamin' at ya, the red lights beamin' at ya
No need to run after
The punk-ass hook, in the oven I'll cook
Dig the grave for the one who got played
Now he's under, don't make Stevie Wonder why
Cause he'll testify

We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out like that!"

I got you thinkin' "What the fuck is this?"
Lettin' you know I take care of business
Can, I, get a witness?
To verify when I depict this style
That makes you ecstatic
Tragic, when I get a poof of the magic buddha
When I roll with my crew
I betcha one time can't find my hootah
In my vehicle with the belt unbuckled
Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle
Pulled to da curb, so we exchange a few words
But he got me stirred up, enough to grab the handcuffs
I'll huff-n-puff and blow ya head off!

We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"




We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out like that!"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Cypress Hill's I Ain't Goin' Out Like That speak to the tough reality of life in the slums and the necessity for self-defense. The opening line sets the tone for the rest of the song as it declares, "Comin' out the slums! It's da hoodlums." This line is a statement of defiance against the harsh reality of life in the ghetto, suggesting that the people who live there are not willing to be beaten down by their circumstances. This is reinforced with the following line, "I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums," in which the singer asserts their readiness to fight back against any threats.


The lyrics continue to assert the necessity of self-defense, with the singer describing their willingness to use violence if necessary. The line "Synthetic material, burial plots in order" suggests that the singer is prepared to kill if needed, and the reference to "heading down to the Mexican border" reinforces this idea. The repeated refrain of "We ain't goin' out like that" further reinforces the idea of defiance in the face of adversity, as the singer refuses to be beaten down by their circumstances.


Overall, the lyrics of I Ain't Goin' Out Like That are an ode to survival in the harsh reality of the ghetto. The singer asserts their willingness to fight back against any threat, and refuses to be beaten down by their circumstances.


Line by Line Meaning

Comin' out the slums! It's da hoodlums
I come from a rough area and am with other troublemakers


I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums
I am taking out my gun to threaten you all


So bring it on when you want to come fight this
You can try to fight me if you're feeling bold


Outlaw, kicking like Billy Ray Cypress Hill
I am a rebel with a powerful presence


Chill, I'll bust that grill
Relax, I will hurt you if I need to


Grab my gat, and load up the steel
I am preparing my gun and ammunition


And if you want to get drastic
If you push me to my limit


I'll pull out my plastic glock, automatic
I will bring out my powerful, synthetic gun


Synthetic material, burial plots in order
My gun is made of synthetic materials and you will end up dead


Headed down to the Mexican border
I am going to the border to do something dangerous


Smokin' that smellie, Northern Cali
I am smoking marijuana from Northern California


Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley
I am going to shoot someone named Captain O'Malley


Ho, hum, hear the gat come, boom!
The sound of my gun is like a boring, repetitive sound effect


Let me see what you'll do
Show me your reaction


It's a sin to kill a man
Killing someone is morally wrong


But I'll be damned if I don't take a stand
I stand up for myself and my beliefs, even if it means using violence


I'm high strung, click I'm sprung
I am nervous and easily excitable


Cause I don't live on the hum-drum
I don't live an ordinary, boring life


Where I'm from, the gats'll be smokin'
In my hometown, people frequently use guns


I'll be damned if you think I'm jokin'
Don't mistake me for being insincere or unserious


Know, that I'll come with the static
Be aware that I come with conflict and aggression


Erratic, .45 automatic
My behavior is unpredictable, and I have a powerful gun


Screamin' at ya, the red lights beamin' at ya
I am shouting and there are police sirens flashing


No need to run after
Don't bother trying to escape


The punk-ass hook, in the oven I'll cook
I will defeat my opponent and they will be punished


Dig the grave for the one who got played
Prepare a burial for the one who lost to me


Now he's under, don't make Stevie Wonder why
He is dead and can't question what happened


Cause he'll testify
He would have been a witness if he were alive


I got you thinkin' "What the fuck is this?"
I have surprised or confused you


Lettin' you know I take care of business
I am capable of handling problems


Can, I, get a witness?
Can someone vouch for me?


To verify when I depict this style
To confirm that my behavior matches my reputation


That makes you ecstatic
My attitude excites you


Tragic, when I get a poof of the magic buddha
It's a shame how high I can get from smoking marijuana


When I roll with my crew
When I am with my group of friends


I betcha one time can't find my hootah
Police won't be able to find my marijuana


In my vehicle with the belt unbuckled
I am driving recklessly and not wearing my seatbelt


Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle
A cop is approaching but not trying to be discreet


Pulled to da curb, so we exchange a few words
The cop and I pull over and have a brief interaction


But he got me stirred up, enough to grab the handcuffs
The cop angered me, and I am being arrested


I'll huff-n-puff and blow ya head off!
I threaten to use violence against the cop




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: TERENCE BUTLER, FRANK IOMMI, JOHN OSBOURNE, W.T. WARD, LOUIS FREEZE, LARRY MUGGERUD, TODD RAY

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Let's be honest. We the metal heads have always loved Cypress Hill 🤘

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Because of the Album Covers?

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One of the evilest sounding bass lines ever. This song is timeless.

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The bass is goddamn SCARY man. Sounds like it's gonna beat you up.

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