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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cypress Hill
Performer
DJ Muggs
Turntables
B-Real
Vocals
Sen Dog
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Larry Muggerud
Composer
Louis Freese
Composer
DJ Muggs
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Muggs
Producer
Chris Schwartz
Executive Producer
Joe "The Butcher" Nicolo
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Jason Roberts
Recording Engineer
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
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