Hill Cypress Funk Freakers Lyrics

Funk Freakers Lyrics

Verse One: B Real  

  

 Let me introduce my self  

 I'm the one who rules the set  

 So don't you forget  

 Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons  

 But you ain't nothin'  no frontin  

 I bring the level up a little louder  

 In the clubs  an' the jeeps an' the after hours  

 Fools on the street wanna feel the funk  

 Lookin for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want  

 Ya betta  sit back and let the track flow  

 Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the indo  

 Rythems upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can maintain  

 Can ya feel the funk flowin' in ya veins  

 Get'cha fix and ya bag of tricks  

 In tha mix I got the stix and stones a few bricks  

 I'm gonna hit 'em high  

 He's gonna hit 'em low  

 Open up ya mind so that'chu can feel the flow  

 On, an' on till there all gone  

 Fools be runnin' but they won't last long  

  

 Chorus:  

  

 I'm the freaka (8X)  

  

 Verse Two: B-Real  

  

 People always wanna get what you got, no matta what  

 Can't take care of themselves in the big hunt  

 In the quest for the crown  

 An' the jewels, and the cheese  

 Motherfucker please  

 Enemies wanna plot against me with envy in they hearts  

 But, I rip their sorry ass apart  

 In a minute, I can take ya to the limit  

 Temprature risen, nasal highzen  

  

 Verse Three: Sen Dog  

  

 Comin' back in with the lows, for the fows  

 Fuckin' up egos, an' anybody, oppose  

 The numba one skunk freaka, the Cypress Hill cliqua  

 Blowin' a hole in tha speaker  

 You don't wanna dis the Perro, the Real One, or the Werro  

 Slangin' rythems through the ghetto  

 Ya best keep ya ass in cheak  

 Come on little mutha fuckas betta show respect  

 An whats next, the big brown takin' ya down  

 How ya feel (how ya feel punk)  

 When your sorry ass can't hang with the Hill  

  

 Chorus: 1/2  

  

 Outro: B-Real  

  

 Can ya feel the effects of the chocolate tide  

 Nobody even knows how I kick the flow  

 Slow down, cause ya commin' up too fast  

 Ya might get smacked down cause ya got no class  

 [Fades out