When the Sh-- Goes Down - Extended

Are you ready? Ladies and gentlemen

'Bout ready to get down?

Are you ready? Ladies and gentlemen

'Bout ready to get down? Ladies and gentlemen

Well, I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

Cypress Hill has come, any quest just ask them

'Cause we are answerin', any brothers that've been

On the dick swingin' and straight gatherin'

Enter da info 'cause yo what you're in fo'

Is a crazy day strapped in a pimp mode

Trapped like a prophet but I still profit

Even when you're off it, bank's in my pocket

'Cause of my music, what you call me chumpy?

In my trade, the Tribe is known to get funky

Hif is here to hack you down, Son is here to buck you down

Joke's on you, if you're the biggest duck in town

You got to relax, we got to kick back

Brothers just sit back, enjoy me like a six pack

As I let the rhyme flow into the hook

Yo where you gettin' took but that's another story black

'Cause I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

You know I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

Night in a stiff block, hangin' up the pimp's jock

Used to call me Pimp Poppa 'cause I likes to hip-hop

'Cause I'm down with Cypress, illin' well I might

Begin to take your girl, your girl she's the flyest

Flyer than the other broad, workin' off the pitched rod

Isn't that odd? Instead of sayin' my dick's hard

It's not about knockin' you, do you feel like clockin' loot?

Forget it act stupid little sucker I'll be clockin' you

With the right or left hand, duck they was still stand

Troopers on the side step, bucks him down to death man

With the greater lyric, if you can spare it

Just an ass kickin' is what you inherit

So don't try to snake 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 phuncky feel one

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

You know I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

Standin' on the corner, close to the real estate

Clones they really pull stickin' brothers try to imitate

Meaning when they simulate but they can't stimulate

Like a faded joint, stiff from the breath I take

Make me act loco, they switchin' up my vocal

Out to catch you so-called, MC's with a roll call

Then you gotta close your eyes, you can't stand the sunlight

There is just one light, the Tribe's buckin' heads tonight

Buck, buck, buck, ya head, sorry that red is dead

Deader than a doornail, someone cold made his bed

Didn't just break out, the sucker got cracked out

Hit the pipe and blacked out, with the shit from back down

So much more integrity, greatest deal I hook up

Was a funky looker but that's another story black

'Cause I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one

You know I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one