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You don't know no real shit,
This the Cypress Hill shit, nigga
We numb niggas, ya don't shit, nigga
You ain't on no shit, nigga

You know no real shit, nigga
the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga
We niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga
You ain't on no shit, nigga

'91, Cypress burst upon the scene
Three crazy, gun-totin' 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, 'bout a million records
From shows like lollapalooza on the road
Buildin' up momentum, spittin' deadly venom
Takin' pictures for times, me mugs and sen
Chillin' with the beastie boys, lots of weed
But it was time to hit the for another LP

'93, black Sunday hits, with critical
Had a monster hit insane in the brain
the charts, held 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 the less
So we gettin' paid and I stopped smokin' stress

You don't know no shit, nigga
This the original Cypress Hill shit,
We niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga
You on no real shit, nigga

You don't no real shit, nigga
This the original Cypress Hill shit,
We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit,
You ain't on no real shit,

'94 still in the door and we many tours
With Rage Against Machine, House Of Pain and many more
Was even invited to Woodstock, niggas from the block
up Eric Bobo and half a million rocked
How all this happen at 24 years of age?
Half a million bouncin' to shit from off the stage

'95 I was and survived so far
Still tryin' to cope bein' a rap star
'Cos the type of shit that can really affect your mental
was evident, in the way I broke the tempo
With confusin', pain, illusions
But I still kept my set up with the critics bein'
Even the record company, became illusive
it comes to showin' support for the Cypress institution

'96 wit' no support we were makin' moves
Hill, in the summer, we were on the Smokin' Grooves
But like every legend every click, had to split
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 me from misbehavin'

You don't no real shit, nigga
the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga
We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit,
You ain't on no shit, nigga

'97 was the trip, it was the year we the feud
Between us and Cube, over shit knew
The Dogg came back home but after Grooves 2
Chillin' with Clinton and Erykah Badu
was a crazy time, we were flowin' off the boo
Niggas on stage, trippin' on the

'98 was kinda great, 'cos it felt just like
We hit the studio, Cypress Hill IV
But someone 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 it's head

'99 I got to recline, there was no doubt
That the first year was a success, of the Out
'99 was even better than the of '98
And Skull And Bones was comin' out, kickin' from the

fifteen million records sold
They broke the mold, but there's others along the
But we still keep on from Heaven to Atlantis
Droppin' shit in English and makin' albums in

Two-thousand and one! God damn, who what's in store?
as long as motherfuckers know, who's knockin' on the door
We remain unjaded and we go unfaded
See how long we it and never been outdated

We goin' out, motherfucker
That's right, that!
You know
big time Cypress Hill
Motherfuckin' renovators up

You don't know no real shit,
the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga
We numb niggas, ya feel shit, nigga
You ain't on no real shit,

You don't know no real shit,
This the original Hill shit, nigga
We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit,
You on no real shit, nigga

It's the
Nigga,

This the Cypress Hill shit, nigga
Nigga,

Cypress, nigga!
Yeah!