Cypress Hill ft. Kurupt - Here Is Something You Can't Understand Lyrics

[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 Dog!
Keep it real gangster
Yeah, B-Real, what ya gotta say?

[B-Real]
Bitch you try to spit on, you best get on
Before things start to happen and I lose my calm,
'cause I just want to 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 want to do shit to make me react
So "Insane In The Brain", let it rain on a bitch nigga
Haning on my chain 'cause you want to 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 ''cause they seen too much
But really what they saw was me and Kurupt

[Chorus: x4]
Here is something you can't understand
How I Could Just Kill A Man

[Kurupt]
Penitentiaries 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 bitch!

[Repeat: x2]
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]
'cause 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 Assassin
Attacking you, till there is nothing left for your mama
East side, do or die? Niggas want to ride
Hitting switches in the Cadillac, getting through real high
''cause we live this, ? this, beatin' like a pistol whip
Don't pull out ya gat if ya gonna let ya pistol slip

[Sen Dog]
I'm ignorin' all the dumb shit, 'cause these vatos can't hang
With the Mad Dog, nigga, out here runnin' things
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: x4]

[Kurupt]
Yeah
The streets is ran, by heats and mini vans
Invading 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 separated 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' ''cause you haters know I'm waitin'
In the silver stack in the parkin' lot
With the handle cocked

[Kurupt (Sen Dog): Repeat: x2]
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 'cause should it be for real
(How I could just kill a man!)
And if you think you want to come and test me, then come deal with my steel
(How I could just kill a man!)

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