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'91, Cypress Hill burst upon the crazy, gun-totin' niggas smokin' weed Talkin' about on records was the whole plan So we put out the phuncky feel, but you feelin' guilty and kill a man That was about the time we was up for loyalty? Didn't shit, we were jus' tryin' to rock the party
'92, a year later, a million records sold From doin' like lollapalooza on the road Buildin' up momentum, whilst spittin' venom pictures for high times, me mugs and sen Chillin' with the beastie boys, smokin' of weed But it was time to hit the studio for LP
'93, black hits, with critical acclaim Had a monster hit from insane in the Topped the charts, the spot, for six weeks to boot It was a trip to note, we was the first ones to do it In rap music, but it was a feat none the So we started gettin' paid and I smokin' stress
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'94 still in the door and we many tours Rage Against Tthe Machine, House Of Pain and many more Was invited to Woodstock, some niggas from the block Called up Eric Bobo and a million rocked How could all this at 24 years of age? Half a million bouncin' to your shit from off the
'95 I was alive and so far tryin' to cope with bein' a rap star 'Cos that's the type of shit that can affect your mental This was evident, in the way I broke the confusin', pain, enhanced illusions But I still kept my set up with the critics abusive Even the record company, became illusive When it comes to showin' support for the Cypress
'96 wit' no support we still makin' moves Cypress Hill, in the summer, we were on the Grooves But like every legend every click, someone had to So the Dogg left the house, shit was gettin' kinda I was with the lady, we was talkin' about babies But the groupies on the road don't help me misbehavin'
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'97 was the trip, it was the we killed the feud Between us and Cube, over nobody knew The Dogg came back home but after Smokin' 2 Chillin' George Clinton and Erykah Badu This was a crazy time, we were off the boo on stage, trippin' on the 'shrooms
'98 was kinda great, 'cos it felt just before We hit the studio, recorded Hill IV But dropped the ball, as I still recall 'Cos it felt Hill got no support at all We did the last Grooves, but did it all with Sen And the old chemistry, just reared head again
'99 I got to recline, there was no doubt That the first year was a success, of the Out '99 was even better the year of '98 And Skull And Bones was comin' out, from the gate
Two-thousand fifteen records sold They the mold, but there's others along the road But we still 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 motherfuckers know, who's on the door We unjaded and still we go unfaded See how long we made it and been outdated
We goin' out, motherfucker right, fuck that! You know That's big Cypress Hill Motherfuckin' renovators up
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the real Nigga, This the original Hill shit, nigga Nigga, Cypress, nigga! Yeah!