[Sen Dog]
"(Inhales) Break that sh** off n***a"
[B-Real]
Look at all the M.C.'s trying to get down
But all you get is a peeled back, dome cap
I'm not the one to be having that sh**
All these punk n***as better bow down and submit
n***as don't know how to "keep it real"
Only if you n***as know the real deal
f** all the bullsh**, Cypress Hill
Comes raining on your brain
Bringing the blood stains
Smeared on the sidewalk, one mark dome
Of the prejudice skull, hanging in my home
"Straight to you dome s**er
So what you wanna do fool"
[B-Real]
The Big Game hunter, f**ing sh** up
Get your a** back down, the Hill's on the cut
Who'll get in the circle, let's see if you're raw
Hardcore, last vato might hit the f**ing floor
Glocks and sigs and M1 clips
For any buster who wanna flip
Back ese ?, shining in your eye
Soul of an Assa**in, until I die (Por vida ese!)
Red light visions in your dome piece
Nightmares running through your head, won't cease
Look at you now, broke down and done
No competition can ever get none
"Straight flip-flop, n***a, flip-flop
On your punk a** until you drop
(Cypress Hill, coming at your grill)
You're nothing but a motherf**ing time clock
Cypress motherf**ing Hill
(f** how you feel)
It ain't but another piece to the puzzle fool!"