Cypress Hill; Kurupt Here Is Something You Can't Understand Lyrics

Intro - [Kurupt]

Yeah b____
Dogpound and Cypress you f___ers
What you think about that?
You brother's don't got it
B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle
My nizzle, you gon' get hizzle
Relax by the kizzle
An' go get us a couple hizzles
You dizzles
Yeah with Muggs
What it is
SEN DOOOOOOOOOOG!
Keep it real gangster
Yeah, B-Real, whaddya gotta say?

[B-Real]
b____ you try to spit on, you best get on
Before things start to happen and I lose my calm,
Cuz I just wanna puff weed and tip my cup (Yeah),
Smoking on a Kush Weed, not giving a f___,
Rhyme Flow, Mack-o-hoes and stack dough!
But n____s wanna do s___ to make me react
So "Insane In The Brain", let it rain on a b____ n____
Haning on my chain cuz you wanna be a rich n____
You can t feel me without the Braile
I m like that s___ that will catch you without the Yale
Make busters pale 'cos they seen too much
But really what they saw was me and Kurupt

[Chorus] Repeat 4x

[B-Real] Here is something you can't understand
[Sen Dog] How I Could Just Kill A Man

[Kurupt]
Penetentionaries stuffed for centuries
You gotta be real like me and B-Real
See you shoot, you ride but we kill
Concentrate unloadin' our steel
Dippin', hit up n____s, yes we will
Riding on n____s that when the (?) spilled
Pistols launch off and travel like arrows, animals, Hannibal
(?) and unmanageable
What you gonna get, n____? (?)
I sic the hot girls on you, so struck by (?)
Get em up drive by,
Watch em gone drive by
Yeah paranoid, we drive by till we die
You n____s really don't know s___,
I treat n____s like hoes when they silly dumb b_____!

Hook 1 - Kurupt (repeat 2x)

Here is something that they just don't get
I don't give a f___ n____, I don t give a s___
Here is something that they just know
Back/Crack to Fo, creepin' through the back door

[Kurupt] I just DOPE BLAST 'em...

[B-Real]
... 'Cos I ain t finished yet
I see remains of someone you ain't deminished yet
We re like a pack of *panorama*
In Your *Soul a__essino*
Attackin you, till there is nothing left for your mama
East side, do or die? n____s wanna ride
Hitting switches in the Cadillac, getting thru real high
'Cos we live this, (?) this, beatin' like a pistol whip
Don't pull out ya gat if ya gunna let ya pistol slip

[Sen Dog]
I'm ignorin' all the DUMB s___, 'cos these vatos can't hang
With the Mad Dog, n____, out here runnin' thangs
Dump on that a__ if you f___ with my business
Stop Pop, and drop all of you witness
Glocks lock, and unlock if you listen
Buck shots, hard stops, no more snitches
That's what you get when you f___ with the Real
Hardcore n____ said "Pack That Steel"

[Chorus 4x]

[Kurupt]

Yeah
The streets is ran, by heats and mini vans
Invadin the s___es, chucks and fat laces
The "I Don't Give A f___" committee's just arrived
With millis and fifty-fives
Homicidally, I've seperated the busters
Blasted the snitches, broke the switches
f___ed the b____es, invaded the glitches
Stole the riches, booked the (?)
Like f___ ya (?), n____

[B-Real]
Poet in the streets, n____s livin' on the edge
We take it to the Darkside, gettin' in your head
While you haunt us like a fed, we twist you like a dreadlock
Has I got to hammer talkin b____es in the bed?
While you f___in' with the Soul a__assins in the dark town
And all my latin dog-n____s get to hold it down
Now your violatin' 'cos you haters know i'm waitin'
In the silver stack in the parkin' lot
With the handle c___ed

Hook 2 - Kurupt {Sen Dog} (repeat 2x)

Here is something, that I think you just can t understand
{How I could just kill a man!}
And you wonder why and how it is I could just kill a man
{How I could just kill a man!}
You see, in these streets I pack my heat cuz should it be for real
{How I could just kill a man!}
And if you think you wanna come and test me, then come deal with my steel
{How I could just kill a man!}

[Outro - Kurupt]
You just don't understand
How I could just, kill a man (yeah)
La la la la, la la la la-la