Kronologik

Chorus: Kurupt and B-Real (repeat 2x)<br><br>You don`t know no real shit, nigga (it`s the real shit!)<br>This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga<br>We numb niggas, ya don`t feel shit, nigga<br>You ain`t on no real shit, nigga<br><br>[B-Real]<br>`91 (*echoes*) Cypress Hill burst upon the scene<br>Three crazy, gun-totin` niggas smokin` weed<br>Talkin` about life on records was the whole plan<br>So we put out The Phuncky Feel, (?) and Kill A Man (KILL A MAN! *echoes*)<br>That was about the time we was openin` up for ?loyalty?<br>Didn`t know shit, we were jus` tryin` to rock the party<br><br>`92 (*echoes*) a year later, `bout a million records sold<br>From doin` shows like Lollapalooza on the road<br>Buildin` up momentum, whilst spittin` deadly venom<br>Takin` pictures for High Times, three months (?)<br>Chillin` with the Beastie Boys, smokin` lots of weed<br>But it was time to hit the studio for another LP<br><br>`93 (*echoes*) Black Sunday hits, with critical acclaim<br>Had a monster hit from Insane In The Brain<br>Topped the charts, held the spot, for six weeks to boot<br>It was a trip to note, that we was the first ones to do it<br>in rap music, but it was a feat none the less<br>So we started gettin paid and I stopped smokin` STRESS!<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[B-Real]<br>`94 (*echoes*) still in the door and we conquered many tours<br>With Rage Against The Machine, House Of Pain and many more<br>Was even invited to Woodstock, some niggas from the block<br>called up Eric Bobo and half a million rocked<br>How could all this happen at 24 years of age?<br>Half a million bouncin` to your shit from off the stage<br><br>`95 (*echoes*) I was alive and survived so far (*"(Rap) Superstar" <br>xylophone*)<br>Still tryin` to cope with bein` a Rap Star<br>`Cos that`s the type of shit that can really affect your mental<br>This was evident, in the way I broke the tempo<br>With confusin,("I`m havin` Illusions") pain, and (?) illusions<br>But I still kept my set up with the critics bein` abusive (yeah)<br>Even the record company, they became illusive<br>When it comes to showin` support for the Cypress institution<br><br>`96 (*echoes*) wit` no support we were still makin` moves<br>Cypress Hill, in the summer, we were on the Smokin` Grooves<br>But like every legend every click, someone had to split<br>So the Dog left the house, shit was gettin` kinda thick<br>I was with the electric lady, we was talkin` about babies<br>but the groupies on the road don`t help me from misbehavin`<br><br>Chorus (Just 1 repeat)<br><br>[B-Real]<br>`97 (*echoes*) was the trip, it was the year we killed the feud<br>Between us and Cube, over shit nobody knew<br>The Dog came back home (*barking*) but after Smokin` Grooves 2<br>Chillin` with George Clinton and Erykah Badu<br>This was a crazy time, we were flowin` off the boo<br>Niggas on stage, trippin` on the `shrooms<br><br>`98 (*echoes*) was kinda great, cos it felt just like before<br>We hit the studio, recorded Cypress Hill IV<br>But someone dropped the ball, as I still recall<br>`Cos it felt Cypress Hill got no support at all<br>We did the last Smokin` Grooves, but did it all with Sen<br>and the old chemistry, just reared it`s head again<br><br>`99 (*echoes*) I got to recline, because there was no doubt<br>That the first year was a success, of the Smoke Out<br>`99 was even better than the year of `98<br>and Skull And Bones was comin` out, kickin` from the gate<br><br>TWO-thousand! (*echoes*) 15 million records sold<br>They broke the mould, but there`s others along the road<br>But we still keep rollin` on from Heaven to Atlantis<br>Droppin` shit in English and makin` albums in Spanish<br><br>Two-thousand and one! (*Echoes*) Goddamn, who knows what`s in store?<br>Just as long as motherfuckers know, who`s knockin` on the door<br>We remain unjaded and still we go unfaded<br>See how long we made it and never ben outdated<br><br>[B-Real] (Sen Dog)<br><br>We ain`t goin out, motherfucker (That`s right, FUCK that!)<br>You don`t know (?) ((?) time Cypress Hill)<br> (Motherfuckin` renovaters up here)<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Outro - Kurupt]<br>(It`s the REEEEAAAAL!)<br>Nigga, nigga<br>Ni-ni-nigga <--(*scratched*)<br>This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga<br>Nigga, nigga<br>(*scratch*) nigga<br>CYPRESS, nigga!<br>Yeah!