Song | Real Estate |
Artist | Cypress Hill |
Album | Original Album Classics |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
You'll waste time to hurt her, sorta like murder | |
A duck with the public's favorite rhyme order | |
I ain't no waiter or hater of a spectator (kill em b-real) | |
Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor | |
See i'm talkin about those whose vocals ain't comin off | |
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course | |
Some go nut, the power of the last one | |
Slower, flower, blower | |
Those who ain't pros i wet my stupid radio | |
Cause he needs a g when you listen to the vocal | |
I'm not a loco but i'm lookin just til punk go ohh | |
Now you can't see i'm real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
[sen dog] | |
All these motherfuckers that wanna run up on the hill | |
Step off! you know why? | |
This shit is all about boo-yaa cause i said step off! | |
[b-real] | |
This is the crime you find you're not an exponent | |
Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it | |
Now you're wishin, fishin you could do this | |
But on the strength, yo, i think you knew this | |
Was just like a dream, when you supreme, the king | |
Of a minor ? | |
All for 47, swung ? eleven | |
Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven | |
Weak ducks, duckin and buckin | |
Sayin fukkit, ain't worth damn pay the ducats | |
From my public, my favorite subject, i loves it | |
So go 'head, talk your punk shit | |
Suckers, you're nuttin, ? like a jock ? | |
Crack smoker, can we adjust we choker | |
Ohh, now you can't see i'm real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
[sen dog] | |
Heh heh heh, another soft pussy motherfucker | |
Another fly verse | |
Straight from the deficit | |
Another scripture of b-real | |
Yeah.. get funky, real | |
This is the lower eastside of things | |
Youknowhati'msayin? cypress hill | |
[b-real] | |
You ain't flamboyant, a toy boy on it | |
Ain't paid a plot, for un-em-b-boyment | |
I won't cause yo i got a lot of what i gotcha | |
Plus i taught ya, the beat on the top of | |
Everything you know, still you can't do no | |
Damage or duel though aiyyo, cause our crew now | |
The real is the ?, sport and you can see this | |
G-ness dialogue, of the real skiers | |
I ain't nuttin like a joke, get stoned, get smoked | |
And choke off, the hypes i cook off | |
The dialectic, funk-elistic | |
Chew slower or become another statistic | |
Ohh, now you can't see i'm real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
[sen dog] | |
Yo i told you to keep down brother | |
The motherfuckers just don't learn nothin g | |
Wake up hill | |
They gotta keep goin back to the old school | |
So they keep goin out | |
Cause they're just not real | |
Ha yeah that's right fool | |
[b-real] | |
Yes the master pass, kick your ass | |
And feel combustion, for the dope blast | |
Cause you're steppin on my property, get off it g | |
Get caught up, then you get shot up | |
See, violators will be prosecuted | |
By the reputed, undisputed, cypress zooted | |
Not so, no there's no sellout | |
You ain't got enough ducats to shell out | |
Well i'm in front, and yo i feel great | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
[sen dog] | |
Yeah, roaches come in but they don't come out g | |
Don't come on the hill | |
That's right | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate |
You' ll waste time to hurt her, sorta like murder | |
A duck with the public' s favorite rhyme order | |
I ain' t no waiter or hater of a spectator kill em breal | |
Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor | |
See i' m talkin about those whose vocals ain' t comin off | |
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course | |
Some go nut, the power of the last one | |
Slower, flower, blower | |
Those who ain' t pros i wet my stupid radio | |
Cause he needs a g when you listen to the vocal | |
I' m not a loco but i' m lookin just til punk go ohh | |
Now you can' t see i' m real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
sen dog | |
All these motherfuckers that wanna run up on the hill | |
Step off! you know why? | |
This shit is all about booyaa cause i said step off! | |
breal | |
This is the crime you find you' re not an exponent | |
Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it | |
Now you' re wishin, fishin you could do this | |
But on the strength, yo, i think you knew this | |
Was just like a dream, when you supreme, the king | |
Of a minor ? | |
All for 47, swung ? eleven | |
Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven | |
Weak ducks, duckin and buckin | |
Sayin fukkit, ain' t worth damn pay the ducats | |
From my public, my favorite subject, i loves it | |
So go ' head, talk your punk shit | |
Suckers, you' re nuttin, ? like a jock ? | |
Crack smoker, can we adjust we choker | |
Ohh, now you can' t see i' m real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
sen dog | |
Heh heh heh, another soft pussy motherfucker | |
Another fly verse | |
Straight from the deficit | |
Another scripture of breal | |
Yeah.. get funky, real | |
This is the lower eastside of things | |
Youknowhati' msayin? cypress hill | |
breal | |
You ain' t flamboyant, a toy boy on it | |
Ain' t paid a plot, for unembboyment | |
I won' t cause yo i got a lot of what i gotcha | |
Plus i taught ya, the beat on the top of | |
Everything you know, still you can' t do no | |
Damage or duel though aiyyo, cause our crew now | |
The real is the ?, sport and you can see this | |
Gness dialogue, of the real skiers | |
I ain' t nuttin like a joke, get stoned, get smoked | |
And choke off, the hypes i cook off | |
The dialectic, funkelistic | |
Chew slower or become another statistic | |
Ohh, now you can' t see i' m real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
sen dog | |
Yo i told you to keep down brother | |
The motherfuckers just don' t learn nothin g | |
Wake up hill | |
They gotta keep goin back to the old school | |
So they keep goin out | |
Cause they' re just not real | |
Ha yeah that' s right fool | |
breal | |
Yes the master pass, kick your ass | |
And feel combustion, for the dope blast | |
Cause you' re steppin on my property, get off it g | |
Get caught up, then you get shot up | |
See, violators will be prosecuted | |
By the reputed, undisputed, cypress zooted | |
Not so, no there' s no sellout | |
You ain' t got enough ducats to shell out | |
Well i' m in front, and yo i feel great | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
sen dog | |
Yeah, roaches come in but they don' t come out g | |
Don' t come on the hill | |
That' s right | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate |
You' ll waste time to hurt her, sorta like murder | |
A duck with the public' s favorite rhyme order | |
I ain' t no waiter or hater of a spectator kill em breal | |
Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor | |
See i' m talkin about those whose vocals ain' t comin off | |
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course | |
Some go nut, the power of the last one | |
Slower, flower, blower | |
Those who ain' t pros i wet my stupid radio | |
Cause he needs a g when you listen to the vocal | |
I' m not a loco but i' m lookin just til punk go ohh | |
Now you can' t see i' m real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
sen dog | |
All these motherfuckers that wanna run up on the hill | |
Step off! you know why? | |
This shit is all about booyaa cause i said step off! | |
breal | |
This is the crime you find you' re not an exponent | |
Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it | |
Now you' re wishin, fishin you could do this | |
But on the strength, yo, i think you knew this | |
Was just like a dream, when you supreme, the king | |
Of a minor ? | |
All for 47, swung ? eleven | |
Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven | |
Weak ducks, duckin and buckin | |
Sayin fukkit, ain' t worth damn pay the ducats | |
From my public, my favorite subject, i loves it | |
So go ' head, talk your punk shit | |
Suckers, you' re nuttin, ? like a jock ? | |
Crack smoker, can we adjust we choker | |
Ohh, now you can' t see i' m real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
sen dog | |
Heh heh heh, another soft pussy motherfucker | |
Another fly verse | |
Straight from the deficit | |
Another scripture of breal | |
Yeah.. get funky, real | |
This is the lower eastside of things | |
Youknowhati' msayin? cypress hill | |
breal | |
You ain' t flamboyant, a toy boy on it | |
Ain' t paid a plot, for unembboyment | |
I won' t cause yo i got a lot of what i gotcha | |
Plus i taught ya, the beat on the top of | |
Everything you know, still you can' t do no | |
Damage or duel though aiyyo, cause our crew now | |
The real is the ?, sport and you can see this | |
Gness dialogue, of the real skiers | |
I ain' t nuttin like a joke, get stoned, get smoked | |
And choke off, the hypes i cook off | |
The dialectic, funkelistic | |
Chew slower or become another statistic | |
Ohh, now you can' t see i' m real great? | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
sen dog | |
Yo i told you to keep down brother | |
The motherfuckers just don' t learn nothin g | |
Wake up hill | |
They gotta keep goin back to the old school | |
So they keep goin out | |
Cause they' re just not real | |
Ha yeah that' s right fool | |
breal | |
Yes the master pass, kick your ass | |
And feel combustion, for the dope blast | |
Cause you' re steppin on my property, get off it g | |
Get caught up, then you get shot up | |
See, violators will be prosecuted | |
By the reputed, undisputed, cypress zooted | |
Not so, no there' s no sellout | |
You ain' t got enough ducats to shell out | |
Well i' m in front, and yo i feel great | |
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate | |
sen dog | |
Yeah, roaches come in but they don' t come out g | |
Don' t come on the hill | |
That' s right | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate | |
Get off the real estate |