: Every nigga out there wanna be down with a crew Some ain?t gotta enough heart let me ask you This, would you be down like a soldier Loyal and do everything
: (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
-temper, hostile rhyme bringer Lifestyle gone wild, similar to rock singers Check me on the big screen, livin' out my dreams Cypress, Assassins, SX, latin
: (Instrumental)
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 on
: 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
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
: 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
: [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
wild or break full for awhile Checkmate fool Hang ?em high Got the live ____ bangin? whenever you wanna try Shoot the grill, B of the Hill I take ?em
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
: 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
: (Eminem Speaking) Most people don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit I didn't know it I didn't see it I never saw it until i
: [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
t 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
: (B-Real) Huh, what you want? What you want? Want you want from me? Tell me what, tell me what Want you want from me, huh? What you want? Want you want
ha ha ha ha [B-Real] Now all these new nigas tryin to bust grips Keep tryin, I'm shittin all over yo tapes And yo CDs, you see these Niggas wit the weed leaves, you need these Hill
tracks who abandonin' I eat you like pussy, then take a sample, Then spit fire in the places you standin' in I take a fool to the Hill Light a candle