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Well I'm the real one yes the funky feel one Cypress Hill has come any questions ask them, Cause we're answering anybody that has been On the ---- swinging and straight gathering In to all the info: cause yo what you're in for Because of my music which I call my chumpy In my trade my tribe is know to get funky, Stiff is here to back you down, sun is here to buck you around Joke's on you if you're the biggest duck in town. You got to relax you to kick back brothers just sit back Enjoy me like a six pack, as I let the rhyme flow In to the hook where you're getting took, while that's another story book Cause I'm the real one yes the funky feel one I'm the real one yes the funky feel one, I'm the real one Yes the funky feel one you know I'm the real one yes the funky feel one Now you're in a stiff lock hanging off the pimp's ---- Yes they call me Pimp Pop I specialize in hip hop Because I'm down with Cypress Hill is where I might just Begin to take your girl if yo she's the flyest Tighter than the other broad hooking off the fish rod Isn't that odd instead of saying my --- hard, it's not about knocking you Do you feel like knocking Lou forget it act stupid little sucker I'll be clocking you, With the right or left hand left is where stiff stands Stiff is on the side, stiff bucks them down to death man! With a greater lyric if you can spare it yes an ass kicking is what you inherit So don't try to shake off you know I can't be shook off Why the suckers took off well that's another story black Cause I'm the real one yes the funky feel one yes I'm the real one Yes the funky feel one, I'm the real one the funky feel one You know I'm the real one yes the funky feel one Standing on the corner close to the real estate Homes it really feels great when the brothers try to imitate Meaning when they stimulate but they can't stimulate Like a faddy ---- straight from the brother tate Make me act loco, put up thing up my vocal I take all you so dislike M.C.'s with a roll call, then you close your eyes You can't stand the sunlight there is just one light when tribes bucking heads tonite Buck, buck, buck your head sorry that Fred is dead deader than a doornail Some one could make his bed didn't just break out the sucker got cracker out Hit the pipe and blacked out went to shick and backed out So much integrity made his girl a hooker was a funny looker But that's another story black! Cause I'm the real one yes the funky feel one I'm the real one yes the funky feel one, I'm the real one yes the funky feel one You know I'm the real one yes the funky feel one
