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[B-Real]
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I came to introduce a new type of juice
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Stuff I invents to make you feel real loose
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No you don't drink it, just let it sink it
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Then start feelin it (The Funky Cypress Hill Shit!)
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People ask, "Why do you sound so funny?"
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They must be talkin bout my funky nasal vocal money
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I take control, no need to blow my nose
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Just click on the chumpy and feel the funky flows
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for you and your bros, him and his hoes
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You don't like it? Here's my dick -- bite it
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There's nuttin you can do about the real one
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It'sa ill sum with the ill juice, I'm +The Phuncky Feel One+
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Sen'll +Psycobeta+, blast ya if he hasta
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Tell em Sen (I'm the Psycobeta master!)
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Strikin ya (hittin ya) buckin ya (fuckin ya)
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Like my buddha plant boy, I'm gonna keep PLUCKIN ya
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Pickin ya, then I'm gonna roll you up and light ya
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Despite your booty in sight to take my joint
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To get to my point, I'm talkin about a ill trip
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The Funky Cypress Hill Shit
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[Sen Dog] The Funky Cypress Hill Shit! (4X)
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[B-Real]
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Let me tell you what happens when you squeeze, you're juiceless
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You can't get loose, so now you're useless
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Can't feel the funk so I guess I'll pump the wrist
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How bout this mug kiss my blunt?
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Right into ya, now you're feelin, the chemicals vibin
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Are you realizin, that, it's gettin better?
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Surprisin you, whether or not, your shit's together
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from the high-pitched levels (comin from my rebels)
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Cypress Hill imported it, boiled it in steam
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But yo everything ain't what it seems
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Cause the Cypress Hill material luxurious superior
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Glory or memorial, historical physical
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ingredients, gettin that immediate blend
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Yo Sen take aim, and let the juice now extend
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(Yeah I'm still comin atcha, but you don't need to duck down
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Cause this is somethin different than a Psychobetabuckdown!)
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[Sen Dog] The Funky Cypress Hill Shit! (4X)
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[Sen] Kick that shit B-Real!
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[B-Real]
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Intellect filthy umm lingo
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Dissed you, I control elements, suck on slow
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(to get you all jazzed) from here to Tallahassee
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This ain't Florida, so put away the O.J.
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Never in your life will you wet this
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This crazy business, now you're thinkin (?)
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(?) it's good like some cheeba
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The formula will run ya I'll start takin up a list
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so you can get blitzed and you feel your head's twisted
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Now insisted, you feel it to the brim
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Yo I ain't him, I could never be them
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This ain't poison, so let's go out on a limb
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For the boys and girls who haven't had it yet
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if you get too much, and roll it too straight
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yo it's a fatal blow, somethin like a ?
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Yeah it'll sting ya, (?)
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See ya, I'm on it, somethin for the blunted
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Just what you wanted, so you can feel the high
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Smokin the buddha thai
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Lungs expandin and now you're feelin it
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Yeah, the funky cypress hill shit!
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[Sen Dog] The Funky Cypress Hill Shit! (4X)
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The Funky Cypress Hill Shit
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| Cypress Hill |
