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1. _ K.U.S.H.
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2. _ Get 'Em Up
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3. _ Light It Up
Ole Buddah, coming atcha life
Direct with the biggest fattest joint
Coming in with indo flavors
From Buddha, comin atcha like this in '95
It's Friday morning, where the weed at
Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack
Cause I wanna get high like a plane in the sky
With the indo cloud in my brain
Where the fuck are my Zig Zags and my lighter
so I can roll it and set it on fire
Damn, I wish I had scissors cause the shit is so sticky
that it's getting on my fuckin' fingers
But it's smokeable, double tokable,
I got the one-hitter and the Bombay shit that?s tokable
I wanna do a joint venture
Let me make sure there ain't no lump in the goddamn center
The impregnated-looking joint, fuck it, I can smoke it and still get faded
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale exhale
(I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk)
(I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk)
(I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk)
(I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk)
East Coast hittin' that blunt West Coast hittin' that honey-dipped marijuana joint
And I want another hit
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, I wanna stimulate my mind so I toke it up
Can I get a hit, can I get a woooo
Gimme that fat bag of weed and the broom
So I can get faded, elevated, smoked the joint down with my bro's and I ate it
I stand true to the yesca (mota) as I keep runnin' from the chota
Gimme that weed fool and ya Zig Zags puto, don't be holdin' out on the big bag
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale exhale
(I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk)
(I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk)
(I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk)
(I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk)
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4. _ Rise Up
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5. _ Get It Anyway
I'm-a do my thing, let me tell you right now
'Cause I don't know any other way of livin' my life now
Some of you know the struggle, some of you live in a bubble
Some of you hustle and some of you just lookin' for trouble
I don't follow a lead, tomorrow's a dream
Pray to God to intervene on all the sorrow I've seen
You want out of here? You can leave when you wanna
Nothing can stop you if that's your type of persona
Life is shorter now, don't make me say it ten times
I'll keep goin' for mine even in the End Times
I can beat the system, come on and say it with me
Show me some optimism, we can takeover the city
[Chorus]
This is to my real life representers here since the first day
Gangstas, hustlas, grinding out around the way
Can't stop, gotta eat, always on the paper-chase
Dedicated, they won't give it, but I get it anyway
(I get it anyway)
Regardless what the haters say
I'm-a get it anyway
I'm-a get it anyway
(I get it anyway)
Regardless what the haters say
I'm-a get it anyway
I'm-a get it anyway
There comes a time in your life you gotta go for yours
Stayin' paid is like the Battle of Forevermore
I stay pedal-to-the metal, foot on the floor
Earn my keep on the streets knocking down your doors
I'm by the dollar like everybody oughta be
Don't burn nobody, and make the money honestly
Up in your home with the internet technology
I get it anyway despite of the economy
See, I ain't coughin' unless it makes a profit
I'm dropping it so-hard shit like everyday gossip
Regardless of the climate, I'm gonna get it everyday
Even if the bullets spray, I'm gonna get it anyway
[Chorus]
Sing
(La-la la-la-la)
You know we blazin' up that
(La-la la-la-la)
All around the world
(La-la la-la-la)
My peoples gettin' money
(La-la la-la-la)
Let me hear you sing
So let 'em hear us hollar, ? got us by the collar
Making it harder for you to wanna make an honest dollar
You wanna sip a little to make your pain numb
Tippin' that bottle got you forgettin' where you came from
But I'm the same one, where you think my name's from?
I'm-a keep it moving and never stop till the game's done
Forever we live it, forever we spit it
Remember, the minute you witness the realest that ever did it
(Quit it)
Still I'm committed! No matter what I hear from the critic
People can see through a gimmick, I'm putting on a clinic
We in troubled times, swerving through the double lines
You're in a head on collision course, now you servin' times
This is to my real life representers here since the first day
Gangstas, hustlas, grinding out around the way
Can't stop, gotta eat, always on the paper-chase
Dedicated, they won't give it, but I get it anyway
(I get it anyway)
Regardless what the haters say
I'm-a get it anyway
I'm-a go and do my thing
(I get it anyway)
Regardless what the haters say
I'm-a get it anyway
I'm-a go and do my thing
Sing
(La-la la-la-la)
You know we blazin' up that
(La-la la-la-la)
All around the world
(La-la la-la-la)
My peoples gettin' money
(La-la la-la-la)
Let me hear you sing
(La-la la-la-la)
You know we blazin' up that
(La-la la-la-la)
All around the world
(La-la la-la-la)
My peoples gettin' money
(La-la la-la-la)
Let me hear you sing
Let me hear you sing
(La-la la-la-la)
You know we blazin' up that
(La-la la-la-la)
All around the world
(La-la la-la-la)
My peoples gettin' money
(La-la la-la-la)
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6. _ Carry Me Away
I was an outcast, outsider
Trouble-maker
A lost soul, outta control
In danger
Didn't have a care in the world
My feelings were numb
Never showing emotion
Is easy for some
I don't know how it happened
How I got to this point
But I needed a way out
I was stuck in a ploy
I needed another path or I'd self destruct
I was down on my luck
My head was so fucked
A menace rollin' the streets is what I was
Holdin' my heat and rollin' with the serious thugs
You couldn't tell me a thing
I was like my brother
Words went in one ear and out the other
Slangin' and bangin'
With a chip on my shoulder
An insane, hit the brain
Certified street soldier
So close to the grave
You at an early age
Can't tell you the price I've paid
[Chorus]
Oh, the sky overhead
Is like a canvas of gray
I dunno how much time
I'm beginnin' to save
From the first spring to light
To the end of the day
I'm just livin' my life
Till they come carry me away
I've been there in LA nights
In the block where I came up
My pops used to hate
When we hanged with them bangers
Guess he knew one day that we'll become us
That's just how it is when you live where we come from
Fight, don't run
Is the motto we live by
Get 'em on the ground
And stomp a mind about ten times
Sure we was just kids back then
I had no remorse for what we did back then
Six of us, one call, we'd all pack in
Hit the strip, and go and get the shit crackin'
Gun wars, and drug deals, I seen 'em happen
When I started losin' homeboys I wasn't laughin'
I looked all around and seen
None of 'em there
That's when I figured out
That nobody cared
If we lived or die
We'll just get high and ride
And I wasn't gonna let this happen one more time
[Chorus]
My mother would stand for me
Every step of the way
She did not judge me
She told me I'd win some day
When I was at my lowest
When I had no focus
She pulled me out the gutter
Said I wasn't hopeless
Every night she prayed for me
I was out on the street
Chillin' on the corner with the hand on my heat
Eyes open wide for the pigs and foes
It's an every day hazard when you hustle for doe
So many nights I didn't come home
She thought the worst
Maybe somebody shot me down
Without any remorse
Maybe I hurt somebody and I was stuck in a cell
Well, I regret all those times that I put her through hell
When I reflect back on those days, my heart aches
And everybody I lost or let down
I wish I could take it all back
And make it better, but I can't
So I try to make amends
And be there, through thick and thin
[Chorus]
Come carry me away
Come carry me away
Come carry me away
Come carry me away
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7. _ Day Destroys the Nigjt
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8. _ Armada Latina
[Chorus]
Ay Caribe tierra de mi gente hermosa
(Armada Latina)
Cielo Sol, me acompanan donde quiera
Hermanito la lucha recien empieza
(Es mala por la gana)
Yo naci con sangre taina, yo naci
Came out the gutter man
Southern land
Didn't have an upper hand
Never had another plan
I'm different to the mother land
Some will get a summer tan
It's hotter than a summer jam
Live for today
Cause you'll never gettin' another chance
I ain't trippin' off the he say and she say
Cause we say fuck
And pass me a cuba libre
That's what we want
Don't front
I could see ya but
You don't want to see the cold heap up front
How we blow it up
We came to blow it up, hit the spot
So we're done
Representin' in, blowin' up
That's how we show the love
That's how we pass up all this shit that
We know gon' come
It's like the soldier's run is done when the wars won
[Chorus]
Latino hasta la muerte
Chicos they working hard
Bout the noise,
Suerte Gracias a Dios, Thank God
Little Cuban from Miami coulda took that coke
Marinero pasero con clinicas
Santeros con muera
Que dicen que pueden cura la abuela
Y'all like scarface,
I'm more like sosa
Cypress hill pretty flaco
It's our culture
From cali to the crib, crib
Me in miami
Thank god I'm doin music
If not I'd be tying families
I'm not a asshole(oh no)
About my cash flow
Let me take this shit
And send this letter off to Castro
Ha, ha, ha Dale, come mierda.
[Chorus]
We way to hot
Always comin up with something clever
A costa lostra
Cypress hill maca fera
Feelin' fancy in the hip throne, guayabera
And we just clowning
On what we call some, money-lera
Call me Sammy
Wild child from the isles
I can go forever like an old fashioned country mouse
Stilo be guajiro
Latino is the lingo
I'm straight cuban-ichi
I bang Pina del Rio
Lockin' up this function
Just like Benny More
Go ahead and play the congas
And I'm gonna rap over it
Ya I'm a fool I'm outta here
Yes sir I gotta go
Get me some Chiva's Regal
And slap me some dominos
[Chorus]
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9. _ I Unlimited
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10. _ Shut 'Em Down
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11. _ Bang Bang
This fuckin' weed is good, homes, fuck
You know the first time I fuckin' blazed up, eh
I was listenin' to those vatos Cypress Hill
You ever heard of them, homes?
Yeah, I heard of them
They fuckin' suck
Are you fuckin' stupid, eh?
What the fuck are you talking about?
Those vatos are firrme, homes
You're a fuckin' hater, eh
Those vatos will shoot you, homes
Whatever
This is for all those haters and imitators
Take your medicine; you won't like the flavor
The taste ain't sweet; we lace that beat
Never forget how we play in the street
Never forget what you say in the street
If you talk too loud, get laid with the heat
We want that cake and, Jay, you can't stop us
Out the gate we take those dollars
Get a crew while we doin' some real shit
Me and the Dog steady pushin' the Hill shit
We flip scripts like doughboys flip bricks
Get money like lottery quick picks
We sick wit' it and, homey, I'm quick-witted
Still in the game, insane, we still spit it
Top level, livin' like a rebel
Settle down, bitch, or we spit that metal
[Chorus]
Remember when you motherfuckers
Tried to take what's mine
Niggas left me for dead
But I'll never forget it
(Bang, bang)
Payback
(Bang, bang)
Payback
(Bang, bang)
Payback
(Bang, bang)
Payback
I came up in the game, do my thing for the paper
Never gonna change, biggie-bang on them haters
They used to gang bang on a (?)
Dropped Insane; now the world's (?)
I remember when you niggas used to front on me
Everywhere I'd ride, I kept a gun on me
I only used to listen to my one ol' G
He said get money, but stay low-key
So it's the payback 'cause I pay it in the back
Whole world get high when I say it on a track
And I stay wit' a gat; I'm never gonna slip
Quick to hit him up if you ever wanna trip
All it takes is a hit and you never gon' forget
When you smoke on the Hill with the kill that we twist
Fuck a shot--we drinkin' a whole fifth
And I ride 'em (?); you know we gon' miss
[Chorus]
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12. _ It Ain't Nothin'
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13. _ Armed & Dangerous
Ready set go
I'm ready to run
Steady we get though, under the sun
About to let go
Show me respect though
Uno memento
We came from the bottom and rose to the top
Like the cream in your coffee, burning hot
Climbing the billboards for the number one spot
King or the block, stop for a second to watch
Look and learn and loose your top
No more bottles to drop
We still rolling
Pocket's swollen
We're locked and loaded
And the scene exploded
And we're solid as ever on any endeavor
Cypress Hill forever doesn't get any better
We came and saw and conquered it all
We're hungry for more like the kids in Darfur
We live hard still armed and dangerous
We young love be alarmed, don't play with us
Play this song, gotta bounce just to stay with us
Come along hit the bong and blaze with us
We live hard still armed and dangerous
We young love be alarmed, don't play with us
Play this song, gotta bounce just to stay with us
Come along hit the bong and blaze with us
I'm the dog and I'm undisputed
And you've been recruited
I'm the general that your boy saluted
Give you a minute to see how we do it
You've never seen such finesse 'cause you're so polluted
I'm the king in this area hombre
Knocked em out the park when I'm standing on home plate
(Come on)
So many years of blood sweat and tears
Without me the dogs stay switching the gears
I'm still the same man from back in the day
And I'm still getting luck from Africa to L.A.
Tape one hit play
Burst started to sway
Every time I leave the city fools want me to say
'Cause they stay loyal so it's harder to go
And like the lights I got's to grow
That means I'll roll but I'll return later
Give props to my and buckshot's to haters
Bup-bup!
We live hard still armed and dangerous
We young love be alarmed, don't play with us
Play this song, gotta bounce just to stay with us
Come along hit the bong and blaze with us
We live hard still armed and dangerous
We young love be alarmed, don't play with us
Play this song, gotta bounce just to stay with us
Come along hit the bong and blaze with us
Raise your hands in the air like you're supposed to
And everybody scream like you're on a roller coaster
We're down with the Costra Nostra
We smashing, we sick jackin' and the Soul Assassins
Hip hop culture we fuck you both
Just as you caught in the rapture
All I hear is laughter
In a year's time some of you punks won't matter
Let's see if you can hang if you can climb the ladder
You're not a rapper you're a fucking joke
A one-track hack on a track get your pass revoked
I got keys to the city and we locking you out
Come hard for the paint and I'm blocking you out
So run for the hills and hide in the can
Just put the mic down
And be that fan
With your petty hands outside the lobby
I'm a pro get my signature
This ain't no hobby
We live hard still armed and dangerous
We young love be alarmed, don't play with us
Play this song, gotta bounce just to stay with us
Come along hit the bong and blaze with us
We live hard still armed and dangerous
We young love be alarmed, don't play with us
Play this song, gotta bounce just to stay with us
Come along hit the bong and blaze with us
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14. _ Trouble Seeker
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 mind roam
Places I can call home, places I can get stoned
I just wanna be alone, when I'm feelin' in my zone
People wanna knock me down, 'cuz 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 did 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 I used to welcome it, with my arms open wide
Trouble's hand's on the door, but it can't come inside
No, trouble's at my door
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
No, trouble's at my door
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
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, niggaz 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 bluntly, so you bitches can learn
That nobody get tired when it's time to burn
With so many phonies out there, a lot of you have been fooled
Into 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
No, trouble's at my door
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
No, trouble's at my door
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble? No)
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, anxious jus' to come inside
Times I gotta block it out, no one likes to talk it out
Trouble keeps comin' in 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 recognize
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
No, trouble's at my door
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
No, trouble's at my door
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
No, trouble's at my door
(You want trouble right now? C'mon)
(You want trouble right now? C'mon)
(You want trouble right now? C'mon)
(You want trouble right now? C'mon)
No, trouble's at my door
(You want trouble right now? C'mon)
(You want trouble right now? C'mon)
(You want trouble right now? C'mon)
(You want trouble right now? C'mon)
You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?
You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?
You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?
You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?
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15. _ Pass the Dutch
Do you want to get high?
(Yeah!)
(Put it in the air)
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Then put in the air
If you wanna get high
Spark it up in a circle
With the kush weed that would hurt you
If you got the purple we can blaze it
Either way, The high you scorch?
You shoulda bought
Then you know the rules
Before you hit it once
When you catch my blunt
You know which way to pass it
When it comes
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Don't ever pass it on the right
Never ash it on my Nike
If you sprinkle hash in it
Just don't let it out your sight
'Cause if you take it outta sight,
Well ya just beggin' for a fight
Aight!
Give me a lighter,
So why you can't decide
To ignite it?
Puff Puff Pass homie!
Don't just stand and try to hide it
I smoke a bowl or a spliff
And uplift my sprits
Then I take a bong hit
Hit it fuckin' hard
And clear it
Hit it with the left hand,
Pass to the next man
Still the fool is blessed,
And his weed is from the west
And you'll never get it done
Your bitin',
You can bet it on your life
It's 4/20 every night
Who wanna get high?
Do you want to get high? (yeah)
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side
Pass the joint on the left hand side
And then put it in the air
If you wanna get high
I'm Green Evidence
On the podium, stands the minister
I see weed from Cypress trees
I just finished up
I'm center stage high,
Civic center stage dive
Even summer, winter, spring,
And fall, ain't the same
My heads in the clouds
Of smoke then I choke and laugh,
Then toke on the left hand side
No joke work
Can touch these Los Angeles souls
We twist herbs up
The word's a dangerous flow
(Go!)
(Only on the left hand)
When I smoke
I'm tilted to the side like a kick stand
Roll up a rock
And call me a middle man
I'm sinkin' a riddle
Like it was quicksand
One (snort) clear out your nasal passage
Wit the medicine of dristan
Voila
My mind at ease,
The Police car (Whoop-Whoop)
Wanna come find my trees
Hashish from Iraq
Will make my eyes Chinese
Tearing up the studio
Just tryin' to find my keys (la, la, la, la, la)
It's like that y'all
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side (la, la, la, la, la)
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Only on the left hand side
Pass the joint on the left hand side
Then put it in the air
If you wanna get high
Do you want to get high? (Yeah)
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