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'91, Cypress burst upon the scene crazy, gun-totin' niggas smokin' weed Talkin' about life on records was the plan So we put out the feel, but you were feelin' guilty and kill a man was about the time we was openin' up for loyalty? Didn't know shit, we were jus' to rock the party
'92, a year later, 'bout a million sold doin' shows like lollapalooza on the road Buildin' up momentum, whilst deadly venom Takin' for high times, me mugs and sen Chillin' with the beastie boys, smokin' of weed But it was to hit the studio for another LP
'93, Sunday hits, with critical acclaim Had a hit from insane in the brain the charts, held the spot, for six weeks to boot It was a to note, that we was the first ones to do it In rap music, but it was a none the less So we gettin' paid and I stopped smokin' stress
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'94 still in the door and we many tours With Rage Against Tthe Machine, Of Pain and many more Was invited to Woodstock, some niggas from the block Called up Eric and half a million rocked How could all this happen at 24 of age? a million bouncin' to your shit from off the stage
'95 I was and survived 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 the tempo confusin', pain, enhanced illusions But I still kept my set up with the critics abusive Even the company, they became illusive When it to showin' support for the Cypress institution
'96 wit' no support we were still makin' Cypress Hill, in the summer, we were on the Smokin' But every legend every click, someone had to split So the left the house, shit was gettin' kinda thick I was with the electric lady, we was talkin' babies But the groupies on the road help me from misbehavin'
You know no real shit, nigga This the original Cypress shit, nigga We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit, You ain't on no shit, nigga
'97 was the trip, it was the we killed the feud Between us and Cube, over nobody knew The Dogg came back but after Smokin' Grooves 2 Chillin' George Clinton and Erykah Badu This was a time, we were flowin' off the boo Niggas on stage, on the 'shrooms
'98 was kinda great, 'cos it felt just like We hit the studio, recorded Hill IV But someone dropped the ball, as I recall 'Cos it felt Cypress got no support at all We did the Smokin' Grooves, but did it all with Sen And the old chemistry, reared it's head again
'99 I got to recline, there was no doubt That the first was a success, of the Smoke 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 broke the mold, but there's others the road But we still keep rollin' on from Heaven to Droppin' shit in English and 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 made it and never outdated
We ain't out, motherfucker right, fuck that! You don't That's big Cypress Hill renovators up here
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