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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Performer
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Turntables
B-Real
B-Real
Vocals
Sen Dog
Sen Dog
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Larry Muggerud
Larry Muggerud
Composer
Louis Freese
Louis Freese
Composer
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Producer
Chris Schwartz
Chris Schwartz
Executive 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

Stoned is the way of the walk (as I stroll the ever way) Stoned is the way of the walk (as I stroll the ever way) Well, it's the Alley Cat puffin' on a hootie rat Some think I'm a criminal But, yo I ain't all of that Hit you with the baseball bat When you wanna ill, though Wanna mess around You get fucked on the hill bro Kick it like a steel toe, real slow Hits from the bong, make me feel like Cheech And I'm kickin' it with Chong Just like Cheech & Chong (Chong), frontin' with ice cream Cypress Hill is here to give you a nice dream Speak it like a rolla', and you know it's rolled tightly (tightly) I'm like the funky beat so, why ya tryin' to fight me Pigs often cite me, that's not polite G And any hour of the day you know I might be Harassed by a pig real fast They wanna Rodney King me Always tryin' to crown my ass Ain't got no class (no class) I hit their ass like the Buddha that's stinky They wanna scruff but, they just so rinky-dinky I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk Sen got the Philly, and he's gonna light the blunt Sippin' at the Khufu make me go cuckoo Somethin' like loco then turn into this loo coo Bringin' the beta, yeah, now the funk is risin' Got the beta bass and the nasal highs and As I kick a trip, it comin' straight from my sinus Crazy nasal vocals, cannot make the hotties loco I remember Sister Maggie, breast were kinda saggy Used to sell me Buddha outta fucked up little baggies Honeyed up a twenty even when I had no money She said, "Pay me back with some Latin dick, sonny" He never went out, and I don't think I'm gonna Just for some Buddha, she wanted me to bone her Demeaning, ya think ya know what I'm meanin' I got somethin' for the hoes to be schemin' On the Buddha-Real. I take a trip to Hootaville I'll throw ya out the door of my big blue Seville Then light another joint This ain't no exploitation (point) For we are the one's stonin' in the ways of the masters (of the masters, yeah) Stoned is the way of the walk (as I stroll the ever way) Stoned is the way of the walk (as I stroll the ever way) Stoned is the way of the walk (as I stroll the ever way) Stoned is the way of the walk (as I stroll the ever way) Hit they ass, hit they ass (as I stroll) Make the Buddha get stinky (get stinky) Woo, woo Alas, Cap'in there's a ship in sight Haha, blast 'em!
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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