B-REAL:
It's time I came to get mine.
Runnin' through the hoods with the hand on the 9.
Why do the pigs come.
Bring your ass on.
Cross the line so I can get the blast on
Oh shit I'm empty but I've got a shake to the side
So don't even tempt me
Runnin the program Cypress Hill on the real with
The Pearl Jam and I'm packing the steel.
Don't come my way cause it only takes one minute
To reach for the AK then why what you gonna do now
No where to run when my...............(dont know what he says)
Smiling howling give it up punk you might wanna throw
The towel in
I'm not doing the ill thing cause ain't nothing like the
Real Thing..
SEN DOG:
Give me a taste off open a place and a black 9.
By the waste line
Never know when someone will test ya.
Let you know I got mine by my body chest ya
I'm the big hum that became the attacker
Hurt a little friend with a bullet card jacker
That I won't do anything for the looper
When I've reach the hill I strap when I swoop.
B-REAL:
Click Click Bang Bang
Cause it ain't no thang when I hang with stone
And I kick that funky slang
You've got do the funk when I've got to do the ill thang
Cause ain't nothing like the Real Thing
