Ah yeah
(Down with the crew from up the hill)
I like the way this is turnin out
(Down with the crew from up the hill)
(Krazy D)
(Go off, go off)
(Krazy D)
(Go off, go off)
(Krazy D)
(Go off, go off)
[ Krazy D ]
Hm-hm, pardon me, but like 1-2
You slept, but take a peep
Yes, the maddog`s creepin
Workin muthafuckas that`s sleepin
Suckers only know I bust jaws or come out to brawl
To drop them niggas like freefall
I go nuts, so if a duck`s to shoot
I pack a .380 tucked as I strut in my zoot suit
You stated bein down with a click
But when I step to hit you up you act wack and don`t claim shit
So get the fuck on as I drop bombs of warfare
Fuckin your girlie cause I don`t care
Much for that ass as I pass them
I collect and wreck niggas and like a pimp I keep slappin
On and on and on till dawn
I rock on, makin `hoods lookin like Lebanon
Clockin my grip as I rip to get righteous
To be the hypest from Cypress
(T is the Chief)
(Go off, go off)
(T is the Chief)
(Go off, go off)
(T is the Chief)
(Go off, go off)
(Leader of the pow wow)
[ Chief T / Tomahawk Funk ]
Well, I`m here to recite, unload
Some lyrical ammo
Rock on, break it up with the steady flow
The brave brother runnin wild swingin my tomahawk
Don`t play around or you might get scalped
Shout for help, but it`s not gonna matter
The Funkdoobie shit
This chumpie`s on hit
I`ma flow on, my brother
So sucker, run for cover
Hip-hoppin lyrical rhymes droppin
Like Crazy Horse, of course
I`m ready on the warpath
For me to scalp a sucker you don`t even have to ask
I get hype at night, track ya, stalk ya
I`m on the hunt till it`s time to spliff a blunt
The redman ready to run ya
The hip-hop funkster, warpath`s attackin
No time for slackin, my brother, I`m aimin
Claimin my Tribe, why?
Cause I`m the hypest from Cypress
(Cypress Hill)
(Go off, go off)
(Cypress Hill)
(Cypress Hill)
(So come on, the Cypress starts to kick it)
[ Sen Dog ]
Now don`t tease me or tempt, I have a hot Cuban temp`
I take it light, but I start fight if you try to offend
See, I don`t sniff blow for, that`s because I don`t crawl
On the ground, lookin up at all y`all
(Sen) Dog, never again will I bend
No letters of death or threats will I send
So I`m puttin an end to all the dumb shit (dumb shit)
Dumb shit, that `homes, where you from`-shit
Cause I run shit my way all day
Don`t play, cause it won`t pay
Niggas wanna play with the pistol
Make me get pissed, though
You get a fistful
Make you eat knuckles
Feel your knees buckle
Still feeling brave when
You`re sleeping on the pavement
Save it, the beatdown, who gave it?
Senen, no more explaining
(This is the mellow, the mellow)
(Go off, go off)
(The mellow)
(Go off, go off)
(The mellow)
(My man) (my man)
