short-temper, hostile rhyme bringer Lifestyle gone wild, similar to rock singers Check me on the big screen, livin' out my dreams Cypress, Assassins,
(B-Real) I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses for the trivial things and the pain life induces Bitches are wild, and so was I, young and
hand on the pump Still got the boss to go nutty on you punks (yeah!) I don't wanna be the King of the Sing Just a Soul Assassin for the Cypress Team I
Intro - [Kurupt] Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that? You brother's don't got it B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle
fade-ER, or compare TO The Original Pyscho-Baiter Got the next rhyme and we'll check you all later Can't nobody fuck with them Cypress Hill Raiders
Cypress Hill) (Motherfuckin' renovaters up here) Chorus [Outro - Kurupt] (It's the REEEEAAAAL!) Nigga, nigga Ni-ni-nigga This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga Nigga, nigga (*scratch*) nigga CYPRESS
It's the big bad Cypress Hill You know what time it is [Beat fades in] {5x} Whoop Legalize it, Cypress Hill will advertise it Legalize it (Yeah) Cypress Hill
te lleva A la muerte mas rapido si eres leva... Chorus x2: Una ves ese, Cypress Hill, que nos vas a hacer ah? [B-Real] Cypress Hill te arrebata feria
[Mellow Man Ace: repeat 2X] Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der.. [Intro: B-Real] + (Mellow Man Ace) Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby Got that
As I sit in my silver stack thinking about way back Even before I started blazing the chronic sack I was a go wild unfocused troublesome kid Looking
[Intro 4x] Lalalala-lala-lalala [B-Real] I'll admit, I was a wild seed when I was a kid Slangin dope, poppin Shroomz and droppin lots of sin Psychodelic
that's done Chorus [Sen Dog and B-Real] You can try to ride with the Hill, lie on the Hill but when your shit (?) is when die on the Hill We get, hot
s all over, When I break ya off a chunk of this muthafucka, Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove Check it out, 1,2, Cypress
I'm like a gat when I bust, niggas run and scatter Movin' in circles, throwin' elbows and fists You got to be a real nigga in the Cypress Hill pen Like
my plots? The competiton was to knock me out The D.E.A. want to lock me out Broke in my home tryin' to sock me out But the true blue stoners never
Y'all ready for this? Ha! I don't think so! Yeah! Oh, listen to this! We gonna come at ya! [Redman] Cypress Hill! Yo yo yo - all my niggas say jump
with fine markers I won't leave till the job is done Till the last prick nigga take ya wallet, run Doc with the shotty and we both catch a body with Cypress Hill
what? I be that short temper, hostile rhyme bringer Lifestyle gone wild, similar to rock singer Check me on the big screen, livin' out my dreams Cypress