Iv (explicit)

Intro: b-real and sen dog

B-real: mira joven... si busco a alguien, que mueva producto
Pero que lo mueva con madre...
Sen dog: pos sabes que compa?... yo aqui, en el norte yo soy
El que controla yo te lo puedo mover todo... 80, 100 varos a la semana
Te traemos toda la feria y limpio ese..
B-real: pues bueno, aqui tenemos un negocio... vamos hacer un bojitos...
Tomamos no?... del gusano...
Sen dog: pa la salud!
B-real: pa la salud!... primero yo...
Sen dog: primero usted...
B-real: *grrrrrah!*
B-real and sen dog: *mexican yells*
B-real: 'hora 'hora... quien est?...
Sen dog: cometelo!

Verse one: b smooth

Word up, tequila style... eat the worm motherfucker
Tequila spice, hot nice
Feeling right, sipping on jose cuervo
Down in tiajuana, mexico
Thinking of the big score the night before
Met the connect, who was impressively dressed
In high fabrics
With troops like babe ruth, up on the mezzanine
Brandishing sub-machine guns, aye-yo
It's all about the money, son
Now that's the only reason
We came south of the border, to complete this work order
We gotta get it, no looking back, going all out for it
Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it
As god is my witness, we got ditches
For all you motherfuckin fake bitches
It all boils down to the business
Nothing personal, when niggaz acting like they helping you
I fuckin blast you like frank castle, motherfucker!

Chorus

Tequila sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!
(repeat 2x)

Verse two: b-real

I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand
'til i met the man with mad hook-up, and big plan
Every where you look'a, he got everybody shook up
Running for cover, the big bad woof, motherfucker
He was like a father figure, show me the bigger picture
Fuck slangin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get you
Not like these fools who don't comprehend
You end up doing a twenty-five bid in the pen
You got that? getting your cup, i took a swig
The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit
Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face, he said listen
Pay attention brotha, you're my ace, but don't ever question
Just do what i say, and you'll be rich
And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine
Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out
Always be aware of what's around you
They wanna down you, and fuckin clown you
Keep your shit in order the money won't stop
Pretty soon you'll be on top

Chorus

Verse three: b-real

Tequila sunrise, with the bloodshot eyes
My, my, my, how time flies and goes by surprise
My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency
For my enemies who wanna murder me
Eat the worm, motherfucker, while you burn, motherfucker
Better kill me, don't let me return, motherfucker
Trust no man, cause i'll be back, you understand?
With a plan, and my ace in hand, i want it all
I recall the words from jesus, you are the juice
Better go get it, don't let it get to your head, embed it
Let these words stick, you better be ready to die
Now take a fucking sip, caution it, but i never lie

Chorus

(music outro)

Attendant: "that takes a fourteen shot clip
You expecting an army?"
Serpico: "no....just the division"

[barron ricks]
"yeah, once again, (that's right)
We about to attack this
(harlem inc, murder inc) yeah
(nicky bond)
Jimmy cagney type shit, nicky santoro
All my little short niggaz
Joe pesci and all that shit like this yo"

Fillin out the cards to your eulogy
Murder that ass, send my regards to your family, fuck it
That's what niggaz get for fuckin with this maniac depressive nigga
With aggresion, smith and wesson, in his possession
Harlem got me like that, too many grimy, slimy niggaz on the take
For short cake, we won't hesistate
I miss inhabitants who politic in residence for presidents
Across 110th, to 55th
My covenant is protected, i'm doministic
Survival principles my ethics, eastern philosophy's my method
Good samaritans need paremedics, so what's your premise
I hope you fuckin with glocks and fo' fifths
Wrath's napolean, so teach your origin, slash wrists
Shatter chins, and bust clips
Check it, "here is somethin you can't understand"
Steel magnolia

[b-real]
I got the steel magnum, braggin, leavin my toe tagged
As i get raggamuffin, no bluffin, the body bagged
Breaks all your bad habits, bad blood fanatics
Clean up the magic, chrome startin up static
Greed means that you die quick, click the vision
Greed lies anmbition, five slugs for the mission
Seven cause you go to the heaven or hell and dwell
To meet your maker, but you met the shotgun shell
Buckshots sting like bees, i smoke trees
On the hilltops, clubshops and chilling overseas
Take in the breeze, mr. freeze squeeze the trigger
Killa g's got you week in the knees, to take it ea-sy!

[barron ricks]
Steel magnolia
Magnificent guns bust when 'uzi weighs a ton'
And yo' glock spits, consecutive rounds shot from clips
Spells murder, sound synonymous to burner
Leave niggaz ass up, gaspin for air, front seats of truck
So who the fuck want me to press on they luck, bastard they son
When gats start to hum and whole crowds begin to run
Annihilation, destroyin all expectations
Have relatives embrace your harlem hopital, we all patient
5 foot 6, concealed steel, pop more grip
With fixed sights that drifted to right, triggers light
So relinquish son, i'm to the finish, and you acknowledge
Couldn't pop a clutch or light a skyrocket, nigga stop it!
Steel magnolia

[b-real]
Steel magnolia, bury ya, six niggaz carry ya
To your final rest area
What you worried though, you ain't above that with a slug
And your chest beats, blowin out your back, take it easy
To your eulogy, open heart surgery
Emergency, 911, come in a hurry
From the hills to the polo realms, stackin the bills
I put you under my lo-lo, hit my switch, then kill
A bitch nigga steppin on my toes, fuck foes and hoes
Get stuck in the ass like pete rose
I suppose you wanna get wild and throw blows, you chose
To get you nose your broke, in a thick cloud of smoke
You're like a fat joint, i'm takin a toke, i'm like coke
But you ain't smilin, feelin erratic, a fuckin addict
To the dope shit, you better hope the shit stop
Smooth, holdin the glock, rockin the hot shit

[barron ricks]
Steel magnolia
Steel magnolia
Steel magnolia
Steel magnolia

[sen dog]
Bout to mash these niggaz man
Don't come in my backyard motherfucker
Hahaha, b-real and the dog, motherfucker!
Ha! yeah

Here we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog
Lunatic smokin loops, loose in your sector
Got my eye on em, on the apparatus
Like a bone to a dog, yea you know i gotta have it
Anywhere you get it shit, and i'ma grab it
Turn around stares to your face and i jab it
Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, like a hillbilly huntin a rabbit
Cuttin niggaz up like muggs on the wheels
For reals, penetentiary steel
Pull heads to bed from the choke of a headlock
Fadin baldheads to perms, even dreadlocks
Bwoy, rudebwoy with me style
I can get foul or wild, or just cool for a while

Chorus: b-real, sen dog

(checkmate fool!) hang em high
Got the live shit, bang em whenever you/he wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, i/we take em all
(checkmate fool!) wherever the pawns fall

* repeat 2x *

[b-real]
Look look punk, every way you get shook
To the pawn, takin out the rook, off of the book
Lights get tooken, taken you for satan
You can't breathe, no need to look up and see me
The last hope, when you mellow you call whoever
For the hype shit, you call the hill, put it together
Runnin this game, bringin the same, raw shit
Over the hills, through the city we come equipped
To the letter, keepin your temperature down low
What i reveal, the good shit to heal all souls
Makin you roll late night, you trippin, my game's tight
To the new shit i bring, never the same hype
So push that shit off, get up, don't let off
No matter how much blood you spit up
You could never be, fuckin with greenthumb
The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung
We hit hard, breakin your guard, you can't tell
When the bells ring, bustin your shell, the pawn fell

Chorus

(peek-a-boo, you fuck you!)

[sen dog]
I'ma freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'ma kill all junk with the suicide clunk
Ain't nobody came my way, talkin bout
The westside of l.a., so whatever
Punk-ass click you claim, you keep bumpin that shit
And elevate your frame, cause i want that
Big-time, asshole, studio gangsta
Worth a lot of shit, but that's not the main factor

[b-real]
My nigga sen's rollin again, remember when
We rocked shows, battlin foes, the time's been long
Strong with the styles, you ain't hear to win
Like blood pourin out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot flash
Got you heated with repeated attacks over the tracks
Smack niggaz up, back niggaz up, hack niggaz up
Jack niggaz up, hangin the wack niggaz up
Snowball effect, we rollin the city limits
Crushin the bitch-ass niggaz with all the gimmicks

Chorus

[sen dog]
Checkmate fool!

[tv reporter 1]
"we understand all of the officers in the central division
Have been ordered to wear their helmets and basically
To get into riot gear"

[tv reporter 2]
"ok, we have uh trouble breaking out here right now
Tensions are building
Uh, the police have just wrestled a couple of people to the ground"
("...police in riot gear...")
"the police are, uh, forming a long line now..."

[b-real]
In the year of ninety-eight, you can't wait
Niggaz been waitin on our release date
I know how to pick em up, stick em up
Everybody go crazy while i'm fuckin shit up
Who's on the floor, while the beats break
Hey ? feelin to catch a vibe, you buyin an e-ticket
To the unknown, hilltop feelin a lot drop
You gotta get the fuck out of the spot
Hear no, speak no, see no, but we know
Good reigns over evil, how it be though
I'm doing it my way, like carlito
Taking over the whole scene, a bad dude, so
Bring yourself off up the ground, start it up
Break it up, shake it up. you better be wakin up

Riot....starter
Riot....starter
Come on

[sen dog]
"yeah...move it to the side
Cypress hill coming through once again
Check this out, this is for ninety-eight, nine-nine
Forever baby, come again now!"

[b-real]
People like talkin, but can't walk a mile
Puttin you down, but they can't bite a style
I start the riot up, fire it up
Watch the roof cave in, while i'm lightin the shit up
You want some more, fanatical, rhyme animal
Slammin your head, bangin the wall, it's all mechanical
Hear no, speak no, see no, but we know
Don't even try to breathe though, an amigo
Don't move unless you feelin the whole move
Like a bomb, gonna blow, i'm killin the whole room
Still no real souls, heal those through real shows
Broken, how your grill goes, you feel those
Then i pealed those off of the wall who got bombed
Cypress hill reignin supreme, we stand tall
People never answer their call, they fall slow
When the riot starts feelin the boom, you better roll

Riot...starter
Riot...starter
Riot...starter
Riot...starter
Come on

[sen dog]
"yo, get the fuck up out the stage
We gonna tear the roof up off this motherfucker
Yo, move the fuck out kid
We gonna tear this shit up
Hit that breakdown, homie!"

[b-real]
Look at all the pigs they can't hold me down
Riot gear on, they fiendin to get clowned
Watch as i throw my weight, they hesitate
While i'm circulatin the flow, movin through every state
Stay calm, play on, be gone, the teflon
No delay on the mission, i breathe calm
Who's gonna be the thrilla when i'm gone
Makin the scrilla, manilla, the don juan
Seek low, need no, info, the weed codes
Don't even try to think though, i'm a kilo
Dope shit, my position remains firm
Fuckin your head up, take a sip, eat the worm
Let it burn, up in your stomach, you never learn from it
When the stoned of soul comin to return

Riot...starter
Riot...starter
Riot...starter
Riot...starter
Come on

[sen dog]
"yo, get the fuck out of the way or get hurt man
You got to move motherfucker, you got to move
You gotta make shit happen
Yo, once again, this is sen dog
All the way from the soul assassins laboratory
Somewhere, who the fuck knows where at, knahmsayin?
Big shout out, all the soul assassins across the country
Whereever you at, yo check this shit out
We comin hard baby, we bringin it live
We gonna burn that motherfucker down yo
Tryin to raise the roof, we wanna fuck it up
We wanna do whatever it is the fuck you call it
As long you get out the fuckin way, let cypress come through
Woooorrrdd, yeah
We gonna call this one...the riot, starter!
We wanna see that shit, everybody say that shit
Riot starteeerrrrr!

Zeus: "make certain that no stone stands
That no creature crawls
I command you to let lose the last of the titans"

"it's time to strike!"

[b-real]
Let the rain pour down from god above
With the blood of my blade, no love, begin the flood
Open the gates, let the battle begin, wherein
With wind at our backs, ready for any attacks
Sound the horns, prepare for war, begin the storm
The flaming arrows hitting your body, keeping you warm
With the uniform of my sworn enemies
You raped and pillaged my city, and spread disease
Feel the sword of the warrior's wrath, the path you take
Can lead to the math that the master's break
The clash of the titans, are you frightened of loss
Fighting with the cause to free, you and yours, and god's law
Look in the stars, aligned with sign and mars
Destruction, what's your function, you roll with god

"attention" 2x

[b-real]
The soul of the master's elements, disaster
Breaking ya faster, transmitting the broadcaster
The blade swings, slashing your throat
The vision's on the mission, seeking the note
Dropping the bomb, by remote
Load up the cavalry's, no salaries, the keys
The life's memories, strife bringing the thieves
Cut the heads off, hide in the loft, don't even cough
Or breath, pay the cost, moving your life's lost
Let the spirit reunite, with your weapon, you wanna fight
Hear the sound of the warriors stepping into the night
The eye in the sky, looking to punish ya, never hide
No cover to shelter your life, the souls begin to rise
And to clash

"attention" 2x

[b-real]
God's enemies, fall in upon, the knees crawling
Beheading the dead souls, who runaway from their calling
Behold, the white horse, remorse, never the case
Every corner of the world, the battle is taking place
Let the war drum set the pace, you face fire
Resume, from the temple of boom, and seek higher thought
Maybe you live, or maybe not, the blade's hot
Many renegades ready for battle, die on the spot
With one shot, one whole city becomes rocked
The clash rages on, people remain calm
Good, bad, all in the balance, you going mad
You can never tell, heaven or hell, the blood shed
And it's all around, you can't run, sit in the cell
When the war's over, the light will shine, covering the spell
Celebrate now, put the blades to rest
No wickedness, only the blessed will hold down

"attention"
"you creating hysteria"
"attention" 2x

[mc eiht]
Geeyeah, soul assassins two times, stick em!
Geeyeah, cypress hill three times, come on!
Geeyeah..

Infiltration be our daily operation for chasin
Cross the seven seas eased, clockin much conversation
Penetration, you know we gets busy, no hesitation
Greenery, hand-picked, from my own plantation
Feels the heat, under the som-brero
To any amigo that's tryin to, stop the dineros
Chills with, senoritas, like charro
Get drunk off tequila lay low til tomorrow
Follow, my flow, get the cash and go
Call my homey b-rizzy in mexico city
Loose lips sink ships, faker faces got guilt
Didn't mean to call you late, i need a hideout til..
Cool, homey, i'll bring some fuckin skunk
The homey smuggle me across lines in a trunk
Just like a bird i'm free, in a land
With no fuckin extradition treaty, i'm out, geyeah

"shit is real on the motherfuckin hill god" (2x)
"with the crew from off the hill"

[b-real]
B-really killin the phillie now can you feel me from the
Soul assassin committee, the shitty niggaz never thrill me
You silly bitches never respect, neglect money
You funny or broke, think it's a joke, your nose is runny
Got my main man, mr. rocho kickin the vocals
From the eastside, where it's loco sellin the poco
From the two g's, breakin the leaves of cheese, makin the bacon
You hear it sizzle got your hands ready for the takin
Evading the pigs, raiding my crib, i'm mad lib
And i wanna live and i'm givin the message droppin the lesson
Flippin shit, and i'm keepin em guessin they all stressin
Hit the lullaby, no confession, we in session

"shit is real on the motherfuckin hill god" (4x)
"with the crew from off the hill"

[mc eiht]
We's beez the three amigos, skates with nickel plates
Under the seat and we goes east coast/west coast, anybody killer!
Soul assassins gets the cash and smash *vroom*
Who spits the glocks like uno and dos?
Makin your body dissapear like a ghost
One time's tryin to gaffle me, harassin me
Tryin to send me to the penetentiary

[b-real]
In the nighttime, niggaz are creepin you fuckin sleepin
And the beat, just keeps on seepin into the street
While you peakin i'm meetin and greetin the people speakin
And leadin the motherfuckers who's seekin to catch, ruckus
Meaning you suckers no-luckers overdub us, nut hug us
You love us, you can't stop, these mad audio hustlers

"shit is real on the motherfuckin hill god" (5x)

[barron ricks]
My flows most beneficent, most merciful, outrageous
For wages, vibrate niggaz heads like pagers
Too hard to handle son, we animals, biohazardous
Ghetto evangelist, lyric distortions, abortions
Of fortune shit, shittin on your asr-10 sequence
Fuckin up the disc
These be the words blow niggaz acoustic nerves
When i swerve i'm bustin adjectives and verbs at curves
Hear the thunder then i melt the frozen tundra, sank titanics
Crack solid granite, initiate global panic
Harlem got me branded, rhythms jingle like bricks
These niggaz face it or face off, give up or break north
My lines petrify your mind's third eye, when i'm high
I pull the trey in your insides, i strike blindside
Rip inside, my syllables simmer for every criminal
In prison whose an individual lose that struggle
My stories burst niggaz bubbles, make new niggaz mumble
Ready to shed blood up in the jungles
Aiyyo we livin it, magnficent
Cypress, worldwide!

[b-real]
I take the micraphone cord, use it as a rope
To hang all the weak rappers for leavin the bullshit they wrote
Counterfeit fools all in the pot, let em boil
When we go platinum they go, aluminum foil
The worldwide clicks and the parties with no parties
Cause niggaz'll get you quickly like the skin off a blunt
When they get burned and smoked, put out and used up
Niggaz don't know how to act when they lit the fuse up
Abuse them up, usin the nut, i'm usin buck
Fearin of the shit, that's covered the script, deliver cuts
Cypress hill, soul asassins, all up in the club
Showin love to everyone of you real niggaz
Cause the hip-hop's pumpin through the blood in my veins
Like a junkie, fuckin with 'ron and cocaine
Slay you both down, better hold down or get clowned
By the world renowned, cypress compound!

[chace infinite]
Heavy artillery rap niggaz attack from both sides
Of the map, leave you flat on your back, my thoughts dwell
In the dark black abyss, chace infinite kicks
Rhymes over rhythm and spit hot flame from his lips
I represent, the cream of the earth, bless his birth
My order in the elements in the universe
My mental enter your physical frame, penetrate
Like pushin your face straight through a window pane
With twenty bars, i'm sinister god, administer pain
To your paragraph it ain't hard, see i studied the life-science
For years in this, doin songs with my indigineous
Peers n shit, hit you with the omnipotent gland
The benficient stare, write a rhyme to shine light
In your ear, don't make a move that'll end your career
Stand clear, i stand firm on solid ground
Pump blood sweat and tears, verbal architect, engineer
Shiftin your ear, to cypress hill, you wack niggaz
Caps is peeled, the scientific soul asassin
We dominate tracks and thrash in the front lines
Soldier ready for action, rapid fire rappin