Here Is Something You Can't Understand

(performed by Cypress Hill / Kurupt)

Intro - [Kurupt]

Yeah bitch

Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers

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]

Bitch 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 Fuck,

Rhyme Flow, Mack-o-hoes and stack dough!

But niggas wanna do shit to make me react

So "Insane In The Brain", let it rain on a bitch nigga

Haning on my chain cuz you wanna be a rich nigga

You can t feel me without the Braile

I m like that shit 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 niggas, yes we will

Riding on niggas that when the (?) spilled

Pistols launch off and travel like arrows, animals, Hannibal

(?) and unmanageable

What you gonna get, nigga? (?)

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 niggas really don't know shit,

I treat niggas like hoes when they silly dumb BIATCH!

Hook 1 - Kurupt (repeat 2x)

Here is something that they just don't get

I don't give a fuck nigga, I don t give a shit

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 Assessino*

Attackin you, till there is nothing left for your mama

East side, do or die? Niggas 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 SHIT, 'cos these vatos can't hang

With the Mad Dog, nigga, out here runnin' thangs

Dump on that ass if you fuck 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 fuck with the Real

Hardcore Nigga said "Pack That Steel"

[Chorus 4x]

[Kurupt]

Yeah

The streets is ran, by heats and mini vans

Invadin the spaces, chucks and fat laces

The "I Don't Give A Fuck" committee's just arrived

With millis and fifty-fives

Homicidally, I've seperated the busters

Blasted the snitches, broke the switches

Fucked the bitches, invaded the glitches

Stole the riches, booked the (?)

Like fuck ya (?), nigga

[B-Real]

Poet in the streets, niggas 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 bitches in the bed?

While you fuckin' with the Soul Assassins in the dark town

And all my latin dog-niggas 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 cocked

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