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

You don't know no real shit,
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, niggas smokin' weed
about 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, 'bout a records sold
doin' shows like lollapalooza on the road
Buildin' up momentum, whilst spittin' deadly
Takin' 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, held the spot, for six weeks to
It was a trip to note, that we was the 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 numb niggas, ya don't feel shit,
You ain't on no shit, nigga

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

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

'95 I was and survived so far
Still tryin' to cope bein' a rap star
'Cos that's the type of shit can really 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 bein'
Even the record company, they illusive
When it comes to showin' support for the institution

'96 wit' no we were still makin' moves
Cypress Hill, in the summer, we were on the Grooves
But like every every click, someone had to split
So the Dogg left the house, shit was kinda thick
I was with the lady, we was talkin' about babies
But the groupies on the don't help me from misbehavin'

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

'97 was the trip, it was the year we killed the
us and Cube, over shit nobody knew
The Dogg came back but after Smokin' Grooves 2
Chillin' with Clinton and Erykah Badu
This was a crazy time, we flowin' off the boo
on stage, trippin' on the 'shrooms

'98 was kinda great, it felt just like before
We hit the studio, recorded Cypress 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, there was no doubt
That the year was a success, of the Smoke Out
'99 was even than 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 along the road
But we keep rollin' on from Heaven to Atlantis
Droppin' shit in English and makin' albums in

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

We goin' out, motherfucker
That's right, that!
You don't
That's big time Hill
Motherfuckin' up here

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

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

It's the
Nigga,

This the original Hill shit, nigga
Nigga,

Cypress, nigga!
Yeah!