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

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

'91, Hill burst upon the scene
Three crazy, gun-totin' smokin' weed
Talkin' life on records was the whole plan
So we put out the phuncky feel, but you were guilty and kill a man
That was about the time we was openin' up for
Didn't know shit, we jus' tryin' to rock the party

'92, a year later, a million records sold
From doin' shows like 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
Topped the charts, held the spot, for six to boot
It was a trip to note, that we was the first to do it
In rap music, but it was a feat the less
So we started gettin' paid and I stopped stress

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

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

'94 in the door and we conquered many tours
With Rage Tthe Machine, House Of Pain and many more
Was invited to Woodstock, some niggas from the block
Called up Bobo and half a million rocked
How could all happen at 24 years of age?
Half a million bouncin' to your from off the stage

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

'96 no support we were still makin' moves
Cypress Hill, in the summer, we were on the Smokin'
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 on the road don't help me from misbehavin'

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

'97 was the trip, it was the year we killed the
Between us and Cube, shit nobody knew
The came back home but after Smokin' Grooves 2
Chillin' with George and Erykah Badu
was a crazy time, we were flowin' off the boo
Niggas on stage, on the 'shrooms

'98 was kinda great, 'cos it felt just before
We hit the studio, Cypress Hill IV
But someone dropped the ball, as I still
'Cos it felt Hill got no support at all
We did the last Smokin' Grooves, but did it all Sen
And the old chemistry, just reared head again

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

Two-thousand fifteen million records
They broke the mold, but there's others the road
But we still rollin' on from Heaven to Atlantis
Droppin' shit in English and makin' albums in

Two-thousand and one! God damn, who knows in store?
Just as long as motherfuckers know, who's knockin' on the
We remain unjaded and still we go
See how long we made it and been outdated

We ain't out, motherfucker
right, fuck that!
You don't
big time Cypress Hill
Motherfuckin' renovators up

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 real shit,

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

the real
Nigga,

This the original Cypress Hill shit,
Nigga,

Cypress, nigga!
Yeah!