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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Turntables
B-Real
B-Real
Vocals
Sen Dog
Sen Dog
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Larry Muggerud
Larry Muggerud
Songwriter
Louis Freese
Louis Freese
Songwriter
Senen Reyes
Senen Reyes
Songwriter
Louis Folsom
Louis Folsom
Songwriter
Jimmy McCracklin
Jimmy McCracklin
Songwriter
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Producer
Joe "The Butcher" Nicolo
Joe "The Butcher" Nicolo
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Jason Roberts
Jason Roberts
Recording Engineer
Michael Miller
Michael Miller
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

"It's another one of them old phunky Cypress Hill things, you know 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 straight humming 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've been? 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?"
Writer(s): Louis M. Freeze, Senen Reyes, Jimmy Mccracklin, Lowell Fulsom, Larry E. Muggerud Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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