Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Kronologik

Chorus: kurupt and b-real (repeat 2x)

You dont know no real shit, nigga (its the real shit!)

This the original cypress hill shit, nigga

We numb niggas, ya dont feel shit, nigga

You aint on no real shit, nigga

[b-real]

91 (*echoes*) cypress hill burst upon the scene

Three crazy, gun-totin niggas smokin weed

Talkin about life on records was the whole plan

So we put out the phuncky feel, (? ) and kill a man (kill a man! *echoes*)

That was about the time we was openin up for ? loyalty?

Didnt know shit, we were jus tryin to rock the party

92 (*echoes*) a year later, bout a million records sold

From doin shows like lollapalooza on the road

Buildin up momentum, whilst spittin deadly venom

Takin pictures for high times, me muggs and sen

Chillin with the beastie boys, smokin lots of weed

But it was time to hit the studio for another lp

93 (*echoes*) black sunday hits, with critical acclaim

Had a monster hit from insane in the brain

Topped the charts, held the spot, for six weeks to boot

It was a trip to note, that we was the first ones to do it

In rap music, but it was a feat none the less

So we started gettin paid and I stopped smokin stress!

Chorus

[b-real]

94 (*echoes*) still in the door and we conquered many tours

With rage against the machine, house of pain and many more

Was even invited to woodstock, some niggas from the block

Called up eric bobo and half a million rocked

How could all this happen at 24 years of age?

Half a million bouncin to your shit from off the stage

95 (*echoes*) I was alive and survived so far (*"(rap) superstar"

Xylophone*)

Still tryin to cope with bein a rap star

cos thats the type of shit that can really affect your mental

This was evident, in the way I broke the tempo

With confusin,("im havin illusions") pain, and (? ) illusions

But I still kept my set up with the critics bein abusive (yeah)

Even the record company, they became illusive

When it comes to showin support for the cypress institution

96 (*echoes*) wit no support we were still makin moves

Cypress hill, in the summer, we were on the smokin grooves

But like every legend every click, someone had to split

So the dog left the house, shit was gettin kinda thick

I was with the electric lady, we was talkin about babies

But the groupies on the road dont help me from misbehavin

Chorus (just 1 repeat)

[b-real]

97 (*echoes*) was the trip, it was the year we killed the feud

Between us and cube, over shit nobody knew

The dog came back home (*barking*) but after smokin grooves 2

Chillin with george clinton and erykah badu

This was a crazy time, we were flowin off the boo

Niggas on stage, trippin on the shrooms

98 (*echoes*) was kinda great, cos it felt just like before

We hit the studio, recorded cypress hill iv

But someone dropped the ball, as I still recall

cos it felt cypress hill got no support at all

We did the last smokin grooves, but did it all with sen

And the old chemistry, just reared its head again

99 (*echoes*) I got to recline, because there was no doubt

That the first year was a success, of the smoke out

99 was even better than the year of 98

And skull and bones was comin out, kickin from the gate

Two-thousand! (*echoes*) 15 million records sold

They broke the mould, but theres others along the road

But we still keep rollin on from heaven to atlantis

Droppin shit in english and makin albums in spanish

Two-thousand and one! (*echoes*) goddamn, who knows whats in store?

Just as long as motherfuckers know, whos knockin on the door

We remain unjaded and still we go unfaded

See how long we made it and never ben outdated

[b-real] (sen dog)

We aint goin out, motherfucker (thats right, fuck that!)

You dont know (? ) ((? ) time cypress hill)

(motherfuckin renovaters up here)

Chorus

[outro - kurupt]

(its the reeeeaaaal!)

Nigga, nigga

Ni-ni-nigga <--(*scratched*)

This the original cypress hill shit, nigga

Nigga, nigga

(*scratch*) nigga

Cypress, nigga!

Yeah!

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Didnt know shit, we were jus tryin to rock the party 92 (echoes) a year later, bout a million records sold From doin shows like lollapalooza on the road Buildin up momentum, whilst spittin deadly venom Takin pictures for high times, me muggs and sen Chillin with the beastie boys, smokin lots of weed But it was time to hit the studio for another lp 93 (echoes) black sunday hits, with critical acclaim Had a monster hit from insane in the brain Topped the charts, held the spot, for six weeks to boot It was a trip to note, that we was the first ones to do it In rap music, but it was a feat none the less So we started gettin paid and I stopped smokin stress! Chorus [b-real] 94 (echoes) still in the door and we conquered many tours With rage against the machine, house of pain and many more Was even invited to woodstock, some niggas from the block Called up eric bobo and half a million rocked How could all this happen at 24 years of age? Half a million bouncin to your shit from off the stage 95 (echoes) I was alive and survived so far ("(rap) superstar" Xylophone) Still tryin to cope with bein a rap star cos thats the type of shit that can really affect your mental This was evident, in the way I broke the tempo With confusin,("im havin illusions") pain, and (? ) illusions But I still kept my set up with the critics bein abusive (yeah) Even the record company, they became illusive When it comes to showin support for the cypress institution 96 (echoes) wit no support we were still makin moves Cypress hill, in the summer, we were on the smokin grooves But like every legend every click, someone had to split So the dog left the house, shit was gettin kinda thick I was with the electric lady, we was talkin about babies But the groupies on the road dont help me from misbehavin Chorus (just 1 repeat) [b-real] 97 (echoes) was the trip, it was the year we killed the feud Between us and cube, over shit nobody knew The dog came back home (barking) but after smokin grooves 2 Chillin with george clinton and erykah badu This was a crazy time, we were flowin off the boo Niggas on stage, trippin on the shrooms 98 (echoes) was kinda great, cos it felt just like before We hit the studio, recorded cypress hill iv But someone dropped the ball, as I still recall cos it felt cypress hill got no support at all We did the last smokin grooves, but did it all with sen And the old chemistry, just reared its head again 99 (echoes) I got to recline, because there was no doubt That the first year was a success, of the smoke out 99 was even better than the year of 98 And skull and bones was comin out, kickin from the gate Two-thousand! (echoes) 15 million records sold They broke the mould, but theres others along the road But we still keep rollin on from heaven to atlantis Droppin shit in english and makin albums in spanish Two-thousand and one! (echoes) goddamn, who knows whats in store? Just as long as motherfuckers know, whos knockin on the door We remain unjaded and still we go unfaded See how long we made it and never ben outdated [b-real] (sen dog) We aint goin out, motherfucker (thats right, fuck that!) You dont know (? ) ((? ) time cypress hill) (motherfuckin renovaters up here) Chorus [outro - kurupt] (its the reeeeaaaal!) Nigga, nigga Ni-ni-nigga <--(scratched) This the original cypress hill shit, nigga Nigga, nigga (scratch) nigga Cypress, nigga! Yeah! Нравится песня? 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