Real Estate

Real Estate - Cypress Hill

You'll waste time to hurt her sorta like murder

A duck with the public's favorite rhyme order

I ain't no waiter or hater of a spectator (kill em B-Real)

Seekin to find the toys with no flavor

See I'm talkin about those whose vocals ain't comin off

A skill to kill at will but awfully dumb of course

Some go nut the power of the last one

Slower flower blower

Those who ain't pros I wet my stupid radio

Cause he needs a G when you listen to the vocal

I'm not a loco but I'm lookin just til punk go ohh

Now you can't see I'm real great

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All these motherf**kers that wanna run up on the Hill

Step off You know why

This sh*t is all about BOO-YAA cause I said step off

This is the crime you find you're not an exponent

Doggone it another gonna mierda on it

Now you're wishin fishin you could do this

But on the strength yo I think you knew this

Was just like a dream when you supreme the king

Of a minor

All for 47 swung eleven

Got hit with a pitch like a b**ch and went to heaven

Weak ducks duckin and buckin

Sayin fukkl ain't worth damn pay the ducats

From my public my favorite subject I loves it

So go head talk your punk sh*t

Suckers you're nuttin like a jock

Crack smoker can we adjust we choker

Ohh now you can't see I'm real great

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Heh heh heh another soft p**sy motherf**ker

Another fly verse

Straight from the deficit

Another scripture of B-Real

Yeah get funky Real

This is the Lower Eastside of things

You know hat I'm sayin Cypress Hill

You ain't flamboyant a toy boy on it

Ain't paid a plot for un-em-b-boyment

I won't cause yo I got a lot of what I gotcha

Plus I taught ya the beat on the top of

Everything you know still you can't do no

Damage or duel though aiyyo cause our crew now

The Real is the sport and you can see this

G-ness dialogue of the real skiers

I ain't nuttin like a joke get stoned get smoked

And choke off the hypes I cook off

The dialectic funk-elistic

Chew slower or become another statistic

Ohh now you can't see I'm real great

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Yo I told you to keep down brother

The motherf**kers just don't learn nothin G

Wake up Hill

They gotta keep goin back to the old school

So they keep goin out

Cause they're just not Real

Ha yeah that's right fool

Yes the master pass kick your a**

And feel combustion for the d**e blast

Cause you're steppin on my property get off it G

Get caught up then you get shot up

See violators will be prosecuted

By the reputed undisputed Cypress zooted

Not so no there's no sellout

You ain't got enough ducats to shell out

Well I'm in front and yo I feel great

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Yeah roaches come in but they don't come out G

Don't come on the Hill

That's right

Get off the Real Estate

Get off the Real Estate

Get off the Real Estate

Get off the Real Estate