[ Featuring the Artist ]
Call me motherf*ckin' Cypress
Cause I'm so high, this
Hill might just have eyes, plus
Imma steal Reals likeness
Every night just smokin' that marijuana
Con una puta que es Mexicana
Ass fat, pass that f*ckin' ganja My way when I'm speedin' down the highway
Policía lookin' sideways, and my fried brain is blown, like Ukraine so what you sayin' nigga *breath*
Never held a gun, but I pulled the trigger *breath*
F*ck the police, I'ma say it, then I snicker
Cause if they had the chance, they'd shoot me down much quicker
Than you can say, "I'ma ride with ya"
Call me motherf*ckin' Cypress
Cause I might just use my hybris Like Sen Dog to kill ya, alright, just
Listen to me closely, I mostly get no sleep
Like the cousin of death, if you know me
Then look the other way, cause I've discovered ways to harm a brother's mane
Using just words, okay, now we friendly
If your enemy is my enemy
Choke on the remedy, and start tellin' me
About your girl Penelope
F*ck white supremacy
I've successfully gotten into your mind, like chemistry
Call me motherf*ckin' Cypress On top of the Hill, your highness You never heard someone like this
B-Real invented it, I designed it DJ Muggs co-signed it
I've divided, all you misguided
Bickering children, illegitimate feelings, Twittering fingers
I'm a one in a million
Salvadoran, not Brazilian
Now back to this joint,
Smokin' it, like I'm tryin' to f*ckin' prove a point
Now back to this, back to this, back to this joint
*Inhale*
*Exhale*
Damn that's some good shit
*Laughter*
