Cypress Hill

[fox69]

"The Phuncky Feel One"

"The Phuncky Feel One"


Are you ready?
Ladies and gentlemen
Bout ready to get down?
[x2]

Ladies and gentlemen

[Verse One: B-Real]

Well I'm the Real one, yes the Phuncky Feel One
Cypress Hill has come, any quest/just ask them
Cause we are answerin, any brothers that've been
On the dick swingin, and straight gatherin
Enter da info, cause yo what you're in fo'
Is a crazy day, strapped in a pimp mode
Trapped like a prophet, but I still profit
Even when you're off it, bank's in my pocket
Cause of my music, what you call me chumpy?
In my trade, the Tribe is known to get funky
Hif is here to hack you sown, Son is here to buck you down
Joke's on you, if you're the biggest duck in town
You got to relax, we got to kick back
Brothers just sit back, enjoy me like a six pack
As I let the rhyme flow, into the hook
Yo where you gettin took, but that's another story black

[Chorus: B-Real]

Cause I'm the Real one, yes the Phuncky Feel One
I'm the Real one, yes the Phuncky Feel One
I'm the Real one, yes the Phuncky Feel One
You know I'm the Real one, yes the Phuncky Feel One

[Verse Two: Sen Dog, B-Real]

Night in a stiff block, hangin up the pimp's jock
Used to call me Pimp Poppa, cause I likes to hip-hop
Cause I'm down with Cypress, illin well I might
Begin to take your girl, your girl she's the flyest
Flyer than the other broad, workin off the pitched rod
Isn't that odd, instead of sayin my dick's hard
It's not about knockin you, do you feel like clockin loot?
Forget it act stupid little sucker I'll be clockin you

With the right or left hand, duck they was still stand
Troopers on the side step, bucks him down to death man
With the greater lyric, if you can spare it
Just an ass kickin, is what you inherit
So don't try to snake off, you know I can't be shook off
Why the suckers took off? Well that's another story black

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: B-Real, Sen Dog]

Standin on the corner, close to the real estate
Clones they really pull stickin brothers try to imitate
Meaning when they simulate, but they can't stimulate
Like a faded joint, stiff from the breath I take
Make me act loco, they switchin up my vocal
Out to catch you so-called, MC's with a roll call
Then you gotta close your eyes, you can't stand the sunlight
There is just one light, the Tribe's buckin heads tonigght
Buck buck buck ya head! Sorry that red is dead
Deader than a doornail, someone cold made his bed
Didn't just break out, the sucker got cracked out
Hit the pipe and blacked out, with the shit from back down
So much more integrity, greatest deal I hook up
Was a funky looker
But that's another story black

[Chorus: together]

 

[fox69]

"Throw Your Hands In The Air"

"Throw Your Hands In The Air"


[Intro: Sen Dog]

Yeah
Bust how we gonna bounce off this ninety-five Soul Assassins
Cypress Hill joint.
Yo we want everybody out there to throw their hands up...
...so get it on kid!

[Verse One: Erick Sermon]

Fresh is the word, when I display my rappin forte
Quicker done than O.J., hey
I freaks my shit, E the lyrical master
Stress me out, no doubt, I might have to blast ya
Let me ask ya, can I gets busy one time?
And unwind and chill, with Cypress Hill
Huh, I go on with my bad self
I'm the four pound toter, the Phil blunt smoker
Believe me not, I'm wicked like three sixes
I'm doper than the Pete Rock remixes
Never walk through the crowd sluggish
I'm hardcore to the Bone, I'm Thuggish Ruggish
The Green-Eyed, Bandit, I be ERRRICK SERRRMON
I gets real determined
And one for the trouble, and two for the bass
I take it to your face with this here lyrical mace
And if you don't know, y'all better recognize
I'm coming through with speed, with pounds of weed

[Verse Two: B-Real]

Ahh shit, another one of those gangsta hits
Niggaz wanna get busy with the ultimate
Fools get real, yo I'm representin the Hill
With chips and clips and tons of blue steel
So who wants to be the first nigga to die?
Then try and test this, buddha blessed Gemini
You get thrown sent home in a coffin
Punk stuff don't make it back, very often
I got Erick to take care of the Sermon
Ashes to ashes, dust, bodies burnin
Bustin open the doors to the temple
Takin you to the dark side of your mental

[Chorus: B-Real]

Kickin it to the brothers on the corners, in the alleys
Throw your hands in the air
Kickin it to the brothers on the corners, in the alleys
Throw your hands in the air

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Redman]

I rhyme tricky, the sticky smoka with the mind itchy
finger up on the pen, be like "He the bomb, dicky!"
These off-keys MC's hawk me, they won't get off me
So I kill em softly and use em as walkie talkies [bzzzzt]
Turn up my level adjust my voice pitch
Hoist this diagnosis, comatosis
is what I leave your crew with, boom bip or some two and two shit
Raw silk, cuz YOU DO IT TO MY MUSIC
*Funk Doctor Spock* lock the hypest
individual, to put criminal in diapers
With my nigga E and Cypress, what I write bitch
You swore, it was a nuclear war, crisis
in your back yard, word to God, Def Squad!
With my nigga Keith in the place takin charge
Word up you'll get hurt up like the jury callin murder
You're deaf cuz I freak shit you neva heard of

[Chorus]

[Verse Four: MC Eiht]

Steppin to the park in the Hill you can't hang
The original baby gangsta on this Compton thang
Don't slip, the late night hype, is when I dip
Boo-yaa is the sound from a lonely clip
Can't feel me, if I was crack you'd try to steal me
Heard you, and your little crew, wanna peel me
Keep your hands on your hood, you get got
The Green-Eyed Bandit, Cypress Hill, and the Funk Doctor Spock
You wish you could hang, like I hang
Dwells in the C-P-T, the hood thing
G, the trigga finger, I'ma get you
Hit you, the Tech 9, I'ma split you
Ain't no poppin, no stoppin
Tick to the tock, tick tock I hit your block
Throw your hands in the air, don't bite this
I squeeze, nigga please, the E down with Cypress

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Outro: Sen Dog]

Aight, for everybody
All our peeps out on the corners
All the alleyways
For all our decesed
Incarcerated peeps, brothers on the streets
Nineteen ninety-five
Soul Assassins in your mind

 

[fox69]

"Throw Your Set In The Air"

"Throw Your Set In The Air"


Every nigga out there wanna be down with the crew
Some ain't got enough heart, let me ask you this
Would ya be down like a soldier
Loyal an' do everything I told ya

I can mold ya into a warrior, down for your neighborhood
Workin' up to a G with the flava
Criminal behavior, on the mind
When I got ya back ya know I got ya back each an' every time

Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care

It's time to exit that busta nigga
Get ya hands out ya pockets an' your finga on the trigga
Let one fly, we don't die, we multiply
Throw yo' set up in the sky

I ask you can 'cause you can't fuck wit this
Nigga when I got the glock ya betta duck quick
'Cause I ain't havin' it, if ya got ya gat
Ya betta start grabbin' it, I can handle it

Soy numero uno, mero mero
You know I run wit Muggs an' the Perro
Firin' up that heater
When I'm throwin' up a set I got my nina millimeter

Los Scandalous, Killafornia, where I'm from
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum
I'm buckin' on ya ass now ya know where I'm from
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum

Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care

Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care

Let me take ya to the dark side of the moon
Tell mama that you won't be comin' home anytime soon
'Cause I got ya under my thumb, nigga, what set ya claimin'?
Betta be the same set I'm claimin'

Take a look around, count this amount of soldiers
When I'm chillin' on the east side of town
An' it won't stop 'til I'm done
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum

Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care

Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air
Wave it around like you just don't care

 

[fox69]

"Till Death Comes"

"Till Death Comes"


[Chorus 2X]
My game so strong, I can't go wrong
My dough so long, baby why prolong
Baby we get high, Baby we get dough
Baby we can party all night till death come

[Verse One]
We been in the game for a long time
Yes we're battle tested
With the time and the emotion, and the money invested
And if you think hard
No one elses game is tighter
Check the network, up in ya fucking service provider
I bought you thug shit
Thought you drug shit
Got you bugged shit
Tell me what we havent done
We run you through course son
Leave you understanding what the street life is
But you haters never understand
So eat my dick
You better
Get on your concentration
If you ready to roll on me
And good bitches if you wanna unload on me
Cause if you miss you won't get that far
Ill have you jumping fences
And running down the treet like a track star
I'm at the finish line, its essential
We so influential
Well strip you of your street credential
Game recognize, game we all about
Think you can deminish mine
Look homey I got a career

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse Two]
They call me dog homey
Look I don't sell woof tickets
I got my fingers on the trigger
And I'm ready to click it
I never back down
Theres nothing you cand do to me nigga
Who the fuck are you
Your face is really new to me nigga
You wanna run with the dog
Try paying your dues homes
Bum nigga yelling every time that I use chrome
So many niggaz, aint none of them blast, the right lights
In the woods be stunning their ass
I took a chance
To advance, in my life believe it
It takes a stand to be a man
Plus the gang conceited
Fools trying to be hard
They only act the role
You little sorry ass bitches, Ill smack you hoes
Try to fool people
Make em think you something your not
I'm exposing all you bitches
By provoking the crowd
Raw dogging, dying for some action, drama
Your bitch shocked out
Bullets through plastic dome

[Chorus 2X]

 

[fox69]

"Till Death Do Us Part"

"Till Death Do Us Part"


[B-Real]
How many times have we been thru this
I can tell you that it's getting harder everytime I try to resist
We go way back and you held me down
Helped my feet moving on the ground
No matter what situation ocasion
You were amazing, you knew just what it took to keep dough up blazing (?)
I kept you by me, but when we seperated I was thinkin foolishly
Remember when your Ex-Boy tried to bug on me
I told to bring it on and (?) on me
He didn't like that but didn't want the fight
Fuck 'im, he didn't know how to treat you right
We go hand in hand they don't understand a man
But you do and I really respect that, damn
We been down so long but it's all good
That's why I dedicate this song

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Till Death Do Us Part
I do

[Verse Two: B-Real]
Who would have thought it would last so long
So many new ones think that they can't go wrong
I know I make so many mistakes
I know you felt neglected, you caught me outta line
If you thought I didn't respect it - I heard ya
But I never showed an emotion
If I haven't ever said it, you got on my devotion
When I fell hard you picked me up
Maybe think about my life where I'm going a little tricky - Huh?
I know there were time where you thought I would change
But I'm the same motherfucking brother even in spite of the fame
There might be some times we don't agree on some
But don't never feel your thoughts don't mean nothing
Some have tried to steal (?), I'm not one of those people
Always tell it like it is, cuz the (?) but don't get mad
When truth is leaving I'm only telling you cuz I got your back

[Chorus]

[Verse Threee: B-Real]
You got my mind right and I don't know how you did it
When I trip not too many who can put with it
But you still there, still care so well - oh yeah
Got so much love (?)
I appreaciate what you're doing for me
I had to open up my eyes so I can see the minutes we lost
Whenever I was out on tour (?) we could make it up like never before
You want all the little things that make it work it
Why not, we can get it, we both deserve it
It's hard but (?) good, it's ever so easy
We have a bond that wont break, no mistake, believe me
Till Death Do Us Part, like I said from the start
You're the light that guides me thru when I'm in the dark
They said we'd neverlast but we're still strong
That's why I dedicate this song - C'mon

[Chorus - 4X]

[sound of someone blowing out a candle]

I do
I do

[music fades]

 

[fox69]

"Tres Equis"

"Tres Equis"


[Sen Dog]
Conozco una muchacha y ella es fina
Tremendos cocos y tambien es linda
A veces me la cojo en la cocina
Esta muchacha me chupa la pinga
Yo le dije dame tu bollo
Me dice negro loco tu no eres mi novio
A mi me importa un carajo
A mi cuarto meterte un palo
Por tu culo o por tu chocha
Y ya tu sabes que no me importa
Y ella me dice Senencito
Yo pienso que tu eres bien rico
Cuando me toca por mi frente
Ya tu me tienes bien caliente
Y cuando me tocas por detras
Ya tu sabes sin parar
Acabe de 'singar' y me levante
Fui al bano y me bane
Sali del cuarto y me esperaba
Con los ojos negros y bonita cara
Me pongo mi camisa y mi pantalon
Se rie y me dice: Negro sea dienton...
Uhmmm... estaba fina
Esta muchacha estaba tan pingada
Hay! cuando se lo meti
Cuando se lo meti, grito: Papi!
Estaba del carajo duro esto
No cuidate cuidate
Nunca habia singao yo como singue esa vez
Ah bueno.... estaba fina...

 

[fox69]

"Trouble"

"Trouble"


[B-Real]
It's been a while now
Been around the block many miles
Many faces, many places
that I found ?friend's? traces
Where I spend time, places where my roam
Places I can call home
Places I can get stoned
I just wanna be alone
When I'm feelin' in my zone
People want to knock me down
'cos they never have their own
They won't get the best of me
But they try hopelessly
Why you wanna fuck wit' me?
I'm not, what you s'posed to be?
You could not give a DAMN
Coulda just Killed A Man
Sawed off in my hand
But I had to kill the plan
Think I've found my piece of mind
Feet planted on the ground
I just had to redefine, what I thought to myself
It all goes around me and others who would down me
Who I don't give a fuck about, Trouble always found me,
I know used to welcome it with my arms open wide,
Trouble's hand's on the door, but it can't come INSIDE!

[Chorus 1 : B Real (repeat 2x)]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TROUBLE'S NOT MY GOOOOOOOOOOAL!
You want trouble, c'mon,
You want trouble?
You want trouble, c'mon
You want trouble?

[Sen Dog]
Trouble on the line, all the fuckin' time
Got me contemplatin' the solution, the fusion my wicked mind
Got suckers that hate me but it don't really matter
I'm like a gat when I bust, niggas run and scatter
Movin' in circles, throwin' elbows and fists
You got to be a real nigga in the Cypress Hill pen
Like the critics talkin' shit, but I'm not concerned
A hundred G's for sixty minutes is the bank I earn
I try to put it to you rookies so you bitches can learn
That no-body get tired when it's time to burn
With so many phonies out there a lot of you have been fooled
In to actually believin' that some shit is cool
Take the blinders off and go look for yourself
Fuck hearin' about shit from somebody else
I'm down for myself, I back up myself
Put in all on the line make sure that I'M FELT!

[Chorus 1 (Repeat 2x)]

[B-Real] Nooooo!

[scratching interlude]

[B-Real]
Look, the wall's closin' in
and my shoe's wearin' thin
Had to be the biggest clown that you couldn't comprehend
Some hated on my game, said I wouldn't be the same
Called me "Rock Superstar", "Insane In The Brain"
But I know I haven't changed
So I brush you to the side
Trouble's knockin' on the door, askin' jus' to come inside
'times I gotta block it out, no-one likes to talk it out
Trouble keeps comin' and I can't seem to lock it out
Got my hands on the phone, I don't wanna have to talk
If you're feelin froggy, son, then I guess you gotta jump
I can see it in your eyes, you don't seem to recognise
I wouldn't fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise
I'm not fallin' for your shit, you ain't gonna take me there
You can talk all you want, but I don't got your weight to bare

[Chorus 1 (Repeat 2x)]

[Chorus 2: B-Real {Sen Dog} (Repeat 4x)]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TROUBLE'S NOT MY GOOOOOOOOOOAL!
{You want trouble right now? C'mon
You want trouble right now? C'mon}

[B-Real] You want trouble, c'mon
You want trouble?
[Repeat 4x]

 

[fox69]

"Trouble Seeker"
(feat. Daron Malakian of System of a Down)

"Trouble Seeker"
(feat. Daron Malakian of System of a Down)



[25 seconds guitar solo by Daron Malakian]

[Verse 1: B-Real]
I'm on a rampage! Rippin' up the damn stage
Wartime fate Dealer, some say renegade
Part-time psycho! - Sippin' on lemonade
Don't want trouble but I'll give it to you anyway.
Yes, I'm insane! Put you in pain.
My mind has been trained to live in the fastlane!
Should I slow down? - Fuckin' speed up!
You better take a hit from my weed you need some! [3 seconds guitar solo by Daron Malakian]

[Bridge: B-Real]
Go hard, go hard! Live hard, die hard! [3 seconds guitar solo by Daron Malakian]
Rape one, cap one, fake one, slap one! [3 seconds guitar solo by Daron Malakian]
Break one, jack one, save one, get one! [3 seconds guitar solo by Daron Malakian]
"Rise up"! "Rise Up"! Take me higher!

[Chorus 1: B-Real " (Sen Dog)]
Got my hands on the wheel,
And I'm never lookin' back in my rearview mirror!
(I'm A TROUBLE SEEKER! - BUCK, BUCK! - I'm A TROUBLE SEEKER!)
Can't eat or sleep I need some
Medical attention, I'm a trouble seeker!
I'm a trouble seeker! - I'm a trouble seeker!
I'm a trouble seeker! - I'm a trouble seeker!

[Verse 2: Sen Dog]
Blowin' the chop', but I'm midnight stalker
The graveyard walker and I don't like coppers!
The mic linebacker - Elvis comin' at cha! (ELVIS COMIN' AT CHA!)
Middle of the pig, wanna pay off disaster!
Hide ya from Cypress! - All around hypin'!
Songs like these keep bringing up my prices. (BRINGIN' UP MY PRICES!)
Dog in the food in Bob Marley hold out
Balls to the wall on a date with a student!

[Bridge]

[Chorus 2: B-Real + (Sen Dog)]
Got my hands on the wheel,
And I'm never lookin' back in my rearview mirror! [scratches]
(I'm a trouble seeker! - BUCK, BUCK! - I'm a trouble seeker!)
I don't care about them
And if you see me comin' actions are clear! [scratches]
(I'm A TROUBLE SEEKER! - BUCK, BUCK! - I'm A TROUBLE SEEKER!)

They say I'm crazy, lately
I'm off the chains, don't touch me baby! [scratches]
(I'm A TROUBLE SEEKER! - BUCK, BUCK! - I'm A TROUBLE SEEKER!)
Can't eat or sleep, I need some
Medical attention I'm a trouble seeker!
I'm a trouble seeker! (trouble...) - I'm a trouble seeker! (trouble...)
I'm a trouble seeker! (trouble...) - I'm a trouble seeker! (trouble...)

[Verse 3:]
[B-Real:]
Is that so? Listen in your headphones!
Carvin' up your headstone, guessin' you was dead wrong!
So up the heatwave! Betta learn to behave!
These days we pass weed. - Like a relay!
[Sen Dog:]
Sorta like a hand off, then you really handle
It; you puff up a hit, then you're lit like a candle!
We lead by example! - You know that we are showin' proof
Gonna beat them whose are over you beat down overdue!
[B-Real:]
Beat down owerdue. - Had to learn the hard way!
Homie started flippin' and we left them in the hallway!
Gonna puff all day! - Shut 'em down late night!
Motherfuckers wanna play! - What you got stage fright?

[Chorus 2]
[beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"Tu No Ajaunta (Checkmate)"

"Tu No Ajaunta (Checkmate)"


[Sen Dog]
Ahi vamos caballero, ese el negro lo correcta
No me llames policia porque nada te protecta
Empina ese pie, persina mas un poquito
Con el perro a hueso yo lo necesito
Si estas a 5 pies de mi, yo te lo quito
Pido la espalda, tas ahi? un payasito
Te tumbo, como un control remado
Te persigo y te sigo y te meto como un palo
Juntando raperos como modos en la mesa
Sopresa, te rompi la cabeza
Te pongo a dormir, con abrazo de pescueso
No me importa lo que tengo que hacer, yo hago queso
Pasele, cuidado con mi estilo
Te mato bien matado, ya dormi un ratico...

[Chorus x2:]
(Checkeame tu!) Te cuelgo alto
Tenemos lo que suena, vente y te parto
Tira la bala de la loma con la bomba
(Checkeame tu!) Ten cuidado que no te rompa...

[B-Real]
Mira mira, ten cuidado, ponte en fila
Matando raperos y quitandote la vida
Me llevo la tuya, simple, no vales nada
El ultimo imagen que ves, es mi cara
Si quieres la bomba namas llamenme a mi
Cypress Hill vive, siempre tamos aqui
Corriendo el juego con el mismo fuego
Quemando los demas, tirandolo en el hueco
Ya despues que queme, yo bajo la llama
Corre, escondete bajo la cama
No te hagas bobo, mi juego apretado
Listo, preparado, como un soldado
Te corto tan malo tu madre ni te conoce
A cuantos se lo hice? tengo mas que 12
No juegues conmigo, tengo dedo cuete
Ten mucho cuidado o esta en la muerte
Pego duro, tan duro que tu no sabes
Cuando suene la campana eres uno de mis esclaves...

[Chorus]

[Sen Dog]
Voy a patear (Uhh!) como un sonero
Dame mi dinero, lo meto de mal empleo
Y nadie ha venido a mi
Hablando del oeste, largo de aqui
So como quieras
Y no me importa a que grupo tu perteneces
No venga por aqui hablando tierra ese
Como les tumbo pandilleros, se derriten como hielo
Les gusta hablar mucho pero no tienen huevos...

[B-Real]
Mis negros estan en juego, no te recuerdas
Haciendo los shows rapeando contra cualquiera
Fuerte con estilo que gente ni sabia
Mira que matamos a muchos ese dia
No tenian chance, los desvaratamos
Y hasta este dia todavia melozamos
Vete pa tras, negro te doy patadas
No vale na, dale con la mota
Te rompo la quijada, estoy en tu ciudad
Si tienes una esposa la dejo viuda...

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Ultraviolet Dreams"

"Ultraviolet Dreams"


Ultraviolet dreams
Take a hit of that stuff
Ultraviolet dreams
That's some good shit man!
Stuff should light now
Oh that shit's good man!
Ultraviolet dreams
It's like the biggest joint man
(Oh no!)
That's the hook up!
Ultraviolet dreams
Hook up, this is!
(Pass that shit homey)
Pass it around
(That stuff right there)
Ultraviolet dreams
Orderly, hey I'm holdin it
Let me see that
Ultraviolet dreams
That's some good shit man!
God damn!
Feed me
That's some good shit
inhales, exhales