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  • 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