Kronologik Lyrics

Kronologik lyrics

Chorus: Kurupt and B-Real (repeat 2x)

 

 You don't know no real shit, nigga (it's the real shit!)

 This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga

 We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga

 You ain't 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?

 Didn't 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, three months (?)

 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 that's the type of shit that can really affect your mental

 This was evident, in the way I broke the tempo

 With confusin,("I'm 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 don't 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 it's 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 there's 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 what's in store?

 Just as long as motherfuckers know, who's 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 ain't goin out, motherfucker (That's right, FUCK that!)

 You don't know (?)              ((?) time Cypress Hill)

                                 (Motherfuckin' renovaters up here)

 

 Chorus

 

 [Outro - Kurupt]

 (It's the REEEEAAAAL!)

 Nigga, nigga

 Ni-ni-nigga