Cypress Hill - Dr. Greenthumb

Dr. Greenthumb
[a short skit opens the beginning of the song]
Hello, Im dr. greenthumb
Have you ever had the problem of running out of weed
And just cant find some anywhere?
Well try my dr. greenthumb grow tips
Ill show you how to grow inside and out
From seed to clone, and the best homegrown
And if youre afraid of those pesky pork choppers in the sky
No worries, well fix them too
With one of our dr. greenthumb sizzlean screens
To block the nosy pigs vision
Dont believe me?
Just ask one of my many satisfied clients here jed sanders
How well it works

Hyuh, hyuh, hello mah name is jaid
And ahm a farmer and Ive been growin
Mary-jah-wana fer about twenty years and uhh
Uhh, with dr. greenthumbs sizzlean screen
I dont hafta point my shotgun
At them pesky porkers no more
Thanks dr. green, youre tha shit

Yes, dr. greenthumbs got it all, I guarantee it
Try my book and youll have the chronic in no time
*lighter flicks* dial 1-800-713-grow
*inhaling noise* thats 1-800 *cough cough* *inhale*
*lighter flicks* 713 *cough cough*
G *inhale* r *inhale* o-w

hello dr. greenthumb, paging dr. greenthumb!

[b-real]
Hello my name is dr. greenthumb
Id like to tell you just where Im from
In the hills where the trees grow wild with weed fields
The fucking pigs with shields holding the blue steels
Greenhouse effect with the weed connect
(doctor) dea cant keep greenthumb in check (doctor!)
Hps, God bless the whole crop
Please god, dont let me see no cops
Trunkload, ready to hit the highway
Dont let the eye in the sky fly my way
Or we gonna have big trouble, thats no shit
Cant be growin without no permit
But fuck that, I study the 215 trip
That way when they come they can suck my dick
Weed cant grow without attention
Hello my name is dr. greenthumb

Chorus:

[b-real] hello my name is dr. greenthumb
[sendog] hello my name is dr. greenthumb!
[b-real] Id like to tell you just where Im from
[sendog] hello my name is dr. greenthumb
[b-real] hello my name is dr. greenthumb
[sendog] hello my name is dr. greenthumb!
[b-real] Id like to tell you just where Im from
[sendog] aiyyo dr. greenthumb, come on back one time!

[b-real]
People cant live without the herb man
If not theyd be drinkin and drivin and swervin
But thanks to dr. greenthumb weed grow
In the backyard or inside with hydro
To the cush plant brushin a tangerine dream
Tasty, blowin a fuckin smokescreen
Cycles of weed are constantly grown
Somebody give me the razor to cut groves
Id like to stop, but it feels so good
Horny plants stinkin up my whole neighborhood
Sticky angel, I wanna leave it alone
But never ever ever gotta worry from my home
What that funny sound knockin at the door (open up its the dea!)
Sorry greenthumb cant talk no more
Please dont follow me into the sun
Hello my name is dr. greenthumb

Chorus 1/2

[b-real]
Out from the lab, no need for rehab
If I cant drive then call me a cab (ese!)
In my closet the weed is dried out
Like eiht said, aint no place to hide out
I dont wanna buy no weed from no cop
Get knocked up and they close up my shop
Thats why I buy no weed from no one
Thats why they call me dr. greenthumb
The scientifical, mystical one
Growin my crops with the rays of the sun
Come one come all and see how its done
If you see the pigs theres no need to run
Cause some of these pigs are down with greenthumb
But you never know what be the outcome
You see the photo in the album
The weed is growin like my erection
Look I never told you where I was from
Some call me real, but Im dr. greenthumb

Chorus

Dr. greenthumb
Doctor, your bulova plant needs special tending to
Doctor, we need more oxygen we need more co2
Doctor, dr. greenthumb youre needed
Doctor, dahyahahahhh... doctor

Cypress Hill - I Ain't Goin' Out Like That

I Ain't Goin' Out Like That

[B-Real]
COMIN' OUT DA SLUMS!!! It's da hoodlums
I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums
So bring it on when you wanna come fight this
Outlaw, kickin like Billy Ray Cypress Hill
Chill, I'll bust that grill
Grab my gat, and load up the steel
And if you wanna get drastic
I'll pull out my plastic glock, automatic
Synthetic material, burial plots in order
Headed down to the Mexican border
Smokin' that smellie, Northern Cali
Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley
Ho, hum - hear the gat come, boooooommmmmm!
Let me see what you'll do
It's a sin to kill a man
But I'll be damned if I don't take a stand

[Chorus]
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out like that!"

[Sen Dog]
I'm high strung, click I'm sprung
Cause I don't live on the hum-drum
Where I'm from, the gats'll be smokin'
I'll be damned if you think I'm jokin'
Know - that I'll come with the static
Erratic, .45 automatic
Screamin' at ya, the red lights beamin' at ya
No need to run after
The punk-ass hook, in the oven I'll cook
Dig the grave for the one who got played
Now he's under, don't make Stevie Wonder why
Cause he'll testify

[Chorus]

[B-Real]
I got you thinkin' "What the fuck is this?"
Lettin' you know I take care of business
Can.. I.. get a witness?
To verify when I depict this style
That makes you ecstatic
Tragic, when I get a poof of the magic buddha
When I roll with my crew
I betcha one time can't find my hootah
In my vehicle with the belt unbuckled
Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle
Pulled to da curb, so we exchange a few words
But he got me stirred up, enough to grab the handcuffs
I'll huff-n-puff and blow ya head off!

[Chorus]

[Sen Dog]
Yeahhh! Takin your disses and dissin y'all right back
Dissin the Cypress Hill crew, like we ain't shit
You little taco stand rapper, eat a bowl of dick up
Then you got my man (?), you can eat a bowl of dick up
Anybody got beef around the way, yo
EAT A BOWL OF DICK UP!! GEEEYEAH!!

Cypress Hill - How I Could Just Kill A Man

How I Could Just Kill A Man

"Don't Tell Me"

"It's another one of them old phunky Cypress Hill things, youknow what I'm
sayin'? And it goes like this:"

Hey, don't miss out on what you're passing
You're missing the hootah
Of the funky buddha
Eluder
Of your fucked-up styles, I get wicked
So come on as Cypress starts to kick it
'Cause we're like the outlaws stridin'
While suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when you see me drivin'
By
Hanging out the window
With my magnum taking out some putos
Acting kind of loco
I'm just another local
Kid from the street getting paid from my vocals

Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man

Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man

Here is something you can't understand

I'm ignoring all the dumb shit
Yo, because nothing is coming from it
I'm not gonna waste no time fuckin' around my gat straighthumming
Hummin', Coming at ya
Yeah ya know I had to gatt ya
Time for some action
Just a fraction of friction
I got the clearance
To run the interference
Into your satellite
Shining a battle light
Sen got the gatt and I know that he'll gatt you right
Here's an example
Just a little sample
How I could just kill a man
One-time tried to come in my home
Take my chrome
I said, "Yo, it's on!"
Take cover son or you're assed-out
How do you like my chrome then I watched the rookie pass out
Didn't have to blast him but I did anyway
That young punk had to pay
So I just killed a man

Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man

Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man

It's gonna be a long time before I finish
One of the many missions that I had to establish
To lite
My spliff ignite
You with insight
So if you ain't down, bullshit!
Say some punk tried to get you for your auto
Would you call the One-time and play the role model?
No! I think you'll play like a thug
Next you hear the shot of a magnum slug
Humming coming at ya
Yeah ya know I'm gonna gatt ya!
How you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I'vebeen?
Understand where I'm coming from
When you're up on the hill in your big home
I'm out here risking my dome
Just for a bucket
Or a fast duck it
Just to stay alive, yo I got to say "fuck it!"

Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man

Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man

Here is something you can't understand

"All I wanted was a Pepsi!"

"What does it all mean?"

Cypress Hill - (Rap) Superstar

Cypress Hill - Rap superstar
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(Rap) Superstar

(eminem speaking)
Most people dont see how much work is really involved in this rap shit
I didnt know it
I didnt see it
I never saw it until I was actually in it
You really gotta be in it
To understand what its like
But you always gotta
People always gotta see your smile
You always gotta put on that fake
You know what Im sayin
No matter what u just been through

(b-real)
So you wanna be a rap superstar in the benz
And live large a big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world
Dont trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

(b-real)
I remember the days when I was a young kid growin up
Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up
To rock crowds make money
Chill wit the honies
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
Shits funny
How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it
Never the less you gotta go for the gusto
But you dont know about the blood sweat and tears and losin some of your peers
And losin some of your self
Music has past gone by
Hopefully you dont manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac in the brainiac
Dont know how to act
Shits deep
48 tracks
Studio gangsta mack
Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill
But never will
Till he crosses over still
Feelin no hate
But fantasies come wit these
Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese
You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz
And take shit from people who dont know what it is
I wish it was all fun and games
But the price of fame is high
And some cant pay to play
Trapped in what you rappin about
Tell me what happened when you lost clout
The rout you took started collapsing
No fans
No fame
No respect
No change
No women
And everyone shits on your name

(chorus)
So you wanna be a rap superstar in the benz
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world dont trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
To be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world dont trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

(noreaga speaking)
When you sign to a record label
You dont know you sign your life over
And these whiteboys dont care about you
Cuz the minute you fall off
Theyll find another noreaga
And theyll find another capone-n-noreaga
And theyll find another b-real
So you need to just keep
Stack your chips up
Do what you gotta do while your hot
And mafuckin get out the game
Stick to the drug game
And the drug game is even worse
Because if someone jerks you
You can shoot em and kill me
But in this game if someone jerks you
You gotta be humble

(eminem speaking)
No matter what you just been through
Shit has gotta be right
You gotta approach people
You gotta be on the up and up
And everything gotta be all good
When you see someone slap hands with em
You know what Im sayin give em a pound
Or whatever it is
But you always gotta act like it aint shit

(chorus)

(b-real)
My own son dont know me
Sittin up in the hotel room lonley
But I thank God Im wit my homies
But sometimes I wish I was back home
But only no radio or videos
Cuz they show me no love
The phony gotta hit the road slowly
So the record gets pushed by sony
Im in the middle like monie
And the press say that
My own people disowned me
And the best way back
Is to keep your head straight
Never inflate the cranium
Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium
Who just wanna cling on swing on
And so on and go on and fall off
The hoes fall off
To the next rap superstar
Wit no shame give him a year
And theyll be right out the game
The same as the last one
Who came before him
Gained fame
Started gettin ignored
I warned him
Assured him
This aint easy take it from weezy
Sleezy people wanna be cheesey
They talkin evil

(chorus)

Cypress Hill - Lowrider

LOWRIDER
[Mellow Man Ace: repeat 2x]
Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der..

[Intro: B-Real + (Mellow Man Ace)]
Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby
Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy
We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street
We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin on three (low-ri-der)
So pop your collar, give a holla, throw yo' dubs in the air
We tear the roof, off the mother, lady let down yo' hair
Playa do that thang, that make you feel alright (low-ri-der)
Smoke that tree, crack that brew, we gettin freaky tonight

[B-Real]
Now when people are done, bumpin they head to this
You wonder why you wanted anything instead of this
We been makin you bounce, for many years already
Rock steady and cut, many niggaz to confetti
But I just want to blaze it up; whether it's the mic or a spliff
Yes my gift is to amaze you all
Thought I couldn't come for ten my friend, but guess what?
I slay niggaz and still savin my best nut (low-ri-der)
But you better cover your eyes, cause you never know when
I spit it out and start some flowin
I drop rhymes that grow like trees you're smokin
Ear drums feel like lungs, your brain's chokin
Just let it soak in, seep in, creep in
I'm keepin, all you motherfuckers in the deep end (low-ri-der)
You wanna trip? Then I got luggage
I stuff you in and send you off, cause you ain't rugged

[Chorus: + (Mellow Man Ace)]
Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby
Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy
We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street (low-ri-der)
We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin on three
So pop yo' collar, give a holla, throw the dubs in the air (low-ri-der)
We tear the roof, off the mother, lady let down yo' hair
Playa do that thang, that make you feel alright (low-ri-der)
Smoke that tree, crack that brew, we gettin freaky tonight

[B-Real & Sen Dog]
Cause, we're Cypress Hill, come on and ride with us
Just get inside, we bouncin dippin, chop it up real tough
Lean to the side, pimp yo' hat, tilt yo' seat on back
Don't front on me, baby boy, and break bread with the sack (low-ri-der)

[Sen Dog]
I be the vato with the fine hoodrat in the ranfla
Always roll deep on the streets like the mafia
Pleito, just might come back and haunt ya
Flossin too much, no vato's gonna want ya
Not right here homes, we're past all of that
Makin that feria, spittin that raps
Ya me conoces, I'm down for my calle
Cypress Ave, y a pudo les madre (low-ri-der)
Ya tu sabes, we don't play that shit
Any pendejo's gettin hit up quick
Whassup ese? What hood you claim?
Now throw it up and down like it ain't no thang (low-ri-der)
Hands in the air with the pinky rings
Soul Assassins, runnin everything
To all you vatos, make sure you check this
In every barrio, I'm well respected (low-ri-der)

[Chorus]

[Mellow Man Ace: repeat 4x to fade]
Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der..