作词 : Freese, Muggs Let me introduce myself, I'm the one who rules the set So don't you forget Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons But you ain't nothin', no frontin' I bring the level up a little louder In the clubs, an' the jeeps an' the after hours Fools on the street wanna feel the funk Lookin' for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want Ya betta, sit back and let the track flow Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the indo Rhythms upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can maintain? Can ya feel the funk flowin' in ya veins? Get'cha fix and ya bag of tricks In tha mix I got the stix and stones, a few bricks I'm gonna hit 'em high, he's gonna hit 'em low Open up ya mind so that you can feel the flow On, an' on till there all gone, fools be runnin' but they won't last long I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka People always wanna get what you got, no matta' what Can't take care of themselves in the big hunt In the quest for the crown, an' the jewels, and the cheese ************ please Enemies wanna plot against me with envy in they hearts But, I rip their sorry ass apart In a minute, I can take ya to the limit Temperature risen, nasal highzen Comin' back in with the lows for the fows ******' up egos, an' anybody, oppose The numba one skunk freaka, the Cypress Hill cliqua Blowin' a hole in tha speaker You don't wanna dis the Perro, the Real One, or the WerroSlangin' rhythms through the ghetto, ya best keep ya ass in cheek Come on, little mutha ****** betta show respect An what's next, the big brown takin' ya down How ya feel, when your sorry ass can't hang with the hill I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka Can ya feel the effects of the chocolate tide? Nobody even knows how I kick the flow Slow down, 'cause ya commin' up too fast Ya might get smacked down 'cause ya got no class
作词 : Freese, Muggs Let me introduce myself, I'm the one who rules the set So don't you forget Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons But you ain't nothin', no frontin' I bring the level up a little louder In the clubs, an' the jeeps an' the after hours Fools on the street wanna feel the funk Lookin' for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want Ya betta, sit back and let the track flow Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the indo Rhythms upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can maintain? Can ya feel the funk flowin' in ya veins? Get'cha fix and ya bag of tricks In tha mix I got the stix and stones, a few bricks I'm gonna hit 'em high, he's gonna hit 'em low Open up ya mind so that you can feel the flow On, an' on till there all gone, fools be runnin' but they won't last long I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka People always wanna get what you got, no matta' what Can't take care of themselves in the big hunt In the quest for the crown, an' the jewels, and the cheese ************ please Enemies wanna plot against me with envy in they hearts But, I rip their sorry ass apart In a minute, I can take ya to the limit Temperature risen, nasal highzen Comin' back in with the lows for the fows ******' up egos, an' anybody, oppose The numba one skunk freaka, the Cypress Hill cliqua Blowin' a hole in tha speaker You don't wanna dis the Perro, the Real One, or the WerroSlangin' rhythms through the ghetto, ya best keep ya ass in cheek Come on, little mutha ****** betta show respect An what's next, the big brown takin' ya down How ya feel, when your sorry ass can't hang with the hill I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka I'm the freaka Can ya feel the effects of the chocolate tide? Nobody even knows how I kick the flow Slow down, 'cause ya commin' up too fast Ya might get smacked down 'cause ya got no class