Muggs - Kronologik lyrics

[Hook: Kurupt and B-Real] You don't know no real sh**, n***a (it's the real sh**!) This the original Cypress Hill sh**, n***a We numb n***as, ya don't feel sh**, n***a You ain't on no real sh**, n***a [Verse 1: B-Real] '91, Cypress Hill burst upon the scene Three crazy, gun-totin' n***as smokin' weed Talkin' about life on records was the whole plan So we put out The Phuncky Feel, but you were feeling k** A Man That was about the time we was openin' up for royalties Didn't know sh**, we were jus' tryin' to rock the party '92, 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, me, Muggs, and Senen Chillin' with the Beastie Boys, smokin' lots of weed But it was time to hit the studio for another LP '93, 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 [Hook: Kurupt and B-Real] [Verse 2: B-Real] '94, 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 n***as 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 sh** from off the stage '95, I was alive and survived so far Still tryin' to cope with bein' a Rap Star 'Cos that's the type of sh** that can really affect your mental This was evident, in the way I broke the tempo With confusion, (I'm havin' Illusions) pain, and hence 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, with no support we were still makin' moves Cypress Hill, in the summer, we were on the Smokin' Grooves But like every legend every clique, someone had to split So the Dog left the house, sh** 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' [Hook: Kurupt and B-Real] [B-Real] '97 was the trip, it was the year we k**ed the feud Between us and Cube, over sh** nobody knew The Dog came back home but after Smokin' Grooves 2 Chillin' with George Clinton and Erykah Badu This was a crazy time, we were flowin' off the boo n***as on stage, trippin' on the 'shrooms '98 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 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 2000, 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' sh** in English and makin' albums in Spanish 2001, goddamn, who knows what's in store? Just as long as motherf**ers 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 [Bridge: B-Real (Sen Dog)] We ain't goin out, motherf**er (That's right, fu*k that!) You don't know, (it's big time Cypress Hill) (Motherf**in' renovaters up here) [Hook: Kurupt and B-Real] [Outro - Kurupt] (It's the REEEEAAAAL!) n***a, n***a Ni-ni-n***a [--(*scratched*) This the original Cypress Hill sh**, n***a n***a, n***a (*scratch*) n***a CYPRESS, n***a! Yeah!