High Times Cypress Hill

B'Real: The very first time I hit the weed I was young Coughin up a lung, high strung, back in '81 Goin to school, hittin the buddah behind the bleachers Comin to class high, sellin the lye to the

Light Another Cypress Hill

I know you feel the effects of the high Wanna feel the effects of the high, brother?

Weed Man Cypress Hill

[Inhale, exhale repeated throughout intro] [Intro: B-Real] You know, there are times when, you run out of weed There's no one you can call But at last there is one person you can call - Weed Man [B-Real

I Wanna Get High Cypress Hill

I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high!

I Wanna Get High Cypress Hill

I Wanna Get High Album:Black Sunday Submitted by: OHHLA.COM I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high!

Hits From The Bong Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong y'all Gonna get high, Hits From The Bong Gonna get high, Hits From The Bong Gonna get high, Hits From The Bong Let's smoke that bowl, hit the bong, And then take that

It Ain't Easy Cypress Hill

[B-Real] I remember times I hustle, times I struggle Times I had to get over the everyday shuffle People tryin' to muffle my thoughts and all my dreams too People who I thought were down, and see true

I wanna get high Cypress Hill

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Rise Up (Feat. Tom Morello) Cypress Hill

Gotta Rise up(to the top,to the top) Cant stop(How high can you get?)

Failbait (Feat. Cypress Hill) deadmau5

like a thermos It's the realest at your service, now I'm on a higher purpose And You haters don't deserve us but we give it to you like a virus We are the highest motherfuckers ruling from the hills of Cypress

Till Death Come Cypress Hill

My game’s so strong I can’t go wrong My dough’s so raw Baby why prolong Maybe we get high Maybe we get dumb Maybe we can party all night till death come My game’s so strong I can’t go wrong My

Till Death Comes Cypress Hill

My game’s so strong I can’t go wrong My dough’s so raw Baby why prolong Maybe we get high Maybe we get dumb Maybe we can party all night till death come My game’s so strong I can’t go wrong My

Never Know Cypress Hill

jitters sine some bitter tasting minute I spit it for those who did it Like a soldier so committed to winning You never know who you running with nigga Who you gunning with, who you thugging with In times

Hits From The Bong Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong y'all Gonna get high, Hits From The Bong Gonna get high, Hits From The Bong Gonna get high, Hits From The Bong Let's smoke that bowl, hit the bong, And then take that finger

Get It Anyway Cypress Hill

You can leave when you wanna Nothing can stop you if that's your type of persona Life is shorter now, don't make me say it ten times I'll keep goin' for mine even in the End Times I can beat the system

One Last Cigarette Cypress Hill

{*beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks*} Right {*duct tape being unrolled*} Sho' you right You want a cigarette nigga?

Last Laugh Cypress Hill

[beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks] Right [duct tape being unrolled] Sho' you right You want a cigarette nigga?

Interlude Cypress Hill

on my shift Think I'll get my dick SUCKED by this basshead bitch My marriage is all FUCKED, my wife is with the neighbors Subpeonaed, now I gotta sign these fuckin divorce papers I recall, happier times

Prelude To A Come Up (Feat. MC Eiht) Cypress Hill

CYPRESS HILL Miscellaneous Prelude to a Come Up(feat. MC Eiht [MC Eiht] Geeyeah, Soul Assassins two times, stick em! Geeyeah, Cypress Hill three times, come on! Geeyeah..

From The Window Of My Room Cypress Hill

all, be it all, you need a plan It takes one man to understand this Learn fuckin with a deadly gas, you get burned From the window of my room, I shoot all stars Every little bit you consume, the high

Red, Meth & B (Feat. Redman & Method Man) Cypress Hill

[Redman] Cypress Hill! Yo yo yo - all my niggas say jump up, doc broke out the kennel A dog on four paws spittin' out the window Jump up!

Lookin Through The Eye Of A Pig Cypress Hill

on my shift Think I'll get my dick SUCKED by this basehead bitch My marriage is all FUCKED, my wife is with the neighbors Subpoenaed, now I gotta sign these fuckin divorce papers I recall, happier times

Looking Through The Eye Of A Pig Cypress Hill

on my shift Think i'll get my dick sucked by this basshead bitch My marriage is all fucked, my wife is with the neighbors Subpeonaed, now i gotta sign these fuckin divorce papers I recall, happier times

Till Death Do Us Part Cypress Hill

[B-Real] How many times have we been thru this I can tell you that it's getting harder everytime I try to resist We go way back and you held me down Helped my feet moving on the ground No matter what

Another Victory Cypress Hill

major Detail the plans like verse Hit hard, catch you off guard Another Victory I slay rappers with precision I got vision like Anakin You panicin' I'm leavin you stiffer than a mannequin My high

Kronologik (Feat. Kurupt) Cypress Hill

This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga You ain't on no real shit, nigga [B-Real] '91 (*echoes*) Cypress Hill burst upon the scene Three crazy, gun-totin

Bitter Cypress Hill

no excuses for the trivial things and the pain life induces Bitches are wild, and so was I, young and stupid it's incredible, what a shitty circumstance produces them Criminals, led by the originals, high

The Funky Cypress Hill Shit Cypress Hill

Hill Shit [Sen Dog] The Funky Cypress Hill Shit!

Rock/Rap Superstar Cypress Hill

the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese You wanna be a rap/rock 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

Street Wars Cypress Hill

of y'all niggaz, couldn't come back Been through the hottest parts of hell Came back with a hard shell and, hard as nails I went through it all, do it all, screw it all Small you recall, the hard times

Roll It Up, Light It Up Cypress Hill

biggest, fattest joint Comin' in with indo flavors Fuckin' Buddha comin' at'cha like this '95 It's, Friday mornin', where the weed at Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack Cause I want to get high

Can't Keep Me Down (Feat. Damian Marley) Cypress Hill, Rusko

But don't be afraid to smoke the high grade Now where was written that I would be another killa spitting That I was born to be the Buddha king and your my witness We blow trees better believe we taking

(Rock) Superstar cypress hill

Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Skull & Bones Song: (Rock) Superstar Typed by: mack69daddy_@hotmail.com [B-Real talking] Alot of a...sharks out there...try'na take a bite of somethin' What's hot

I Remember That Freak Bitch Cypress Hill

Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high

Everybody Must Get Stoned Cypress Hill

from the cops (runnin' from them fools) I hit the leno then pass it on To the cypha' of dreadlocks gettin' stoned (All the dreadlocks lya') >From the fat joint twisted at the end 'Cos I get high

Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up Cypress Hill

the biggest, fattest joint Comin in with indo flavors Fuckin buddha comin at'cha like this '95 It's, Friday mornin, where the weed at Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack Cause I wanna get high

Funk Freakers Cypress Hill

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

Number Seven Cypress Hill

[Chorus 2X] My game so strong, I can't go wrong My dough so long, baby why prolong Baby we get high, Baby we get dough Baby we can party all night till death come [Verse One] We been in the game for a

Killa Hill Cypress Hill

[b-real] In the midst of the madness No question, who's the baddest Mcs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin' on top is the hill lookin' over you Killa hill niggas

We Live This Shit Cypress Hill

Cypress Hill all day Spark the lah We live this shit We latin-thug type Gat-blasters Weedsmokers Moneyholders, that's right [B-Real] Well it's the alleycat looking for the buddhasack On my

I Ain`t Goin` Out Like That Cypress Hill

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, I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress Hill Kill, I'll bust that grill Grab

Tequila Sunrise (featuring Barron Ricks) (LP Version) Cypress Hill

Verse two: fat joe Now i'm back for the new year, yeah, i volunteer Sources pioneer, millionaire status here I never had no fear sellin records I resurrected on my third, that's my word, it's a high

I ain't goin' out like that Cypress Hill

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, I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress Hill Kill, I'll bust that grill Grab my gat, and load

I Ain't Going Out Like That Cypress Hill

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, I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress Hill Kill, I'll bust that grill Grab my gat, and load

Locotes Cypress Hill

Fuck you pig Let' go homes It's the fuckin' bus eh Get on ese Right here homes One-times not down with us Now they lookin' for my ride, but I'm on the bus Don't turn your back on a rapper like

Trouble cypress hill

Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Stoned Raiders Song: Trouble Typed by: people_equal_lovely@hotmail.com [B-Real] It's been a while now Been around the block many miles Many faces, many places

(Goin' All Out) Nothin' To Lose Cypress Hill

down your crew Whatever it takes, you make or break yourself With the wealth or the chance to stay in good health Sword blade swinging you back off away And the track off the real, straight off the Hill

AudioTrack Cypress Hill

Flippin over the gate, cause you can't wait to get your fuckin ass away But you're trapped, and there's no way out of this musrhroom cloud But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now Cypress

Audio X (featuring Barron Ricks) (LP Version) Cypress Hill

Flippin over the gate, cause you can't wait to get your fuckin ass away But you're trapped, and there's no way out of this musrhroom cloud But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now Cypress

Feature Presentation Cypress Hill

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