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'91, Cypress burst upon the scene crazy, gun-totin' niggas smokin' weed Talkin' about life on was the whole plan So we put out the phuncky feel, but you were feelin' and kill a man That was about the we was openin' up for loyalty? Didn't know shit, we were jus' to rock the party
'92, a year later, 'bout a records sold From doin' like lollapalooza on the road up momentum, whilst spittin' deadly venom Takin' pictures for high times, me and sen Chillin' with the boys, smokin' lots of weed But it was time to hit the for another LP
'93, Sunday hits, with critical acclaim Had a hit from insane in the brain Topped the charts, held the spot, for six to boot It was a trip to note, we was the first ones to do it In rap music, but it was a none the less So we started gettin' paid and I smokin' stress
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'94 still in the and we conquered many tours With Rage Tthe Machine, House Of Pain and many more Was even invited to Woodstock, some from the block Called up Bobo and half a million rocked How could all happen at 24 years of age? Half a million to your shit from off the stage
'95 I was alive and so far Still to cope with bein' a rap star 'Cos that's the type of shit that can really affect mental This was evident, in the way I broke the confusin', pain, enhanced illusions But I still kept my set up with the critics bein' the record company, they became illusive When it comes to showin' for the Cypress institution
'96 wit' no support we were still moves Hill, in the summer, we were on the Smokin' Grooves But like legend every click, someone had to split So the Dogg left the house, shit was kinda thick I was with the electric lady, we was talkin' babies But the on the road don't help me from misbehavin'
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'97 was the trip, it was the year we killed the Between us and Cube, over shit knew The Dogg came home but after Smokin' Grooves 2 Chillin' George Clinton and Erykah Badu This was a time, we were flowin' off the boo on stage, trippin' on the 'shrooms
'98 was kinda great, 'cos it just like before We hit the studio, Cypress Hill IV But someone the ball, as I still recall 'Cos it felt Cypress Hill got no at all We did the Smokin' Grooves, but did it all with Sen And the old chemistry, just reared it's again
'99 I got to recline, because was no doubt the first year was a success, of the Smoke Out '99 was better than the year of '98 And And Bones was comin' out, kickin' from the gate
Two-thousand fifteen million records They broke the mold, but others along the road But we keep rollin' on from Heaven to Atlantis shit in English and makin' albums in Spanish
Two-thousand and one! God damn, who what's in store? Just as long as know, who's knockin' on the door We remain unjaded and we go unfaded See how long we it and never been outdated
We ain't goin' out, right, fuck that! You don't That's big time Hill renovators up here
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