album: "Skull & Bones"

Another Victory
Rap Superstar
Cuban Necktie
What U Want From Me
Stank Ass Hoe
Highlife
Certified Bomb
Can I Get a Hit
We Live This Shit
Worldwide
Valley of Chrome
Get Out of My Head
Can't Get the Best of Me
A Man
Dust
Rock/Rap SuperStar
Jack You Back

album: "Los Grandes Exitos en Español"

Yo Quiero Fumar (I Wanna Get High)
Loco En El Coco
No Entiendes La Onda (How I Could Just Kill a Man)
Dr. Dedoverde (Dr. Greenthumb)
Latin Lingo
Puercos (Pigs)
Marijuano Locos (Stoned Raiders)
Tu No Ajaunta (Checkmate)
Ilusiones (Illusions)
Muevete (Make a Move)
No Pierdo Nada (Nothin' To Lose)
Tequila (Tequila Sunrise)
Tres Equis
Siempre Peligroso

album: "IV"

Looking Through the Eye of a Pig
Checkmate
From the Window of my Room
Prelude to a Come Up
Riot Starter
Audio X
Steel Magnolia
I Remember That Freak Bitch
(Goin' All Out) Nothin' to Lose
Tequila Sunrise
Dead Men Tell No Tales
Feature Presentation
Dr. Greenthumb
16 Men Till There's No Men Left
High Times
Clash Of The Titans
Lightning Strikes

album: "Stoned Raiders"

Trouble
Kronologik
Southland Killers
Bitter
Amplified
It Ain't Easy
Memories
Psychodelic Vision
Red, Meth & B
Lowrider
Catastrophe
L.I.F.E.
Here Is Something You Can't Understand
Weed Man

album: "Till Death Do Us Part"

Another Body Drops
Till Death Comes
Latin Thugs
Busted In The Hood
Never Know
Last Laugh
What's Your Number?
Once Again
One Last Cigarette
Street Wars
Till Death Do Us Part

album: "Skull & Bones"

"Another Victory"

Get ready motherfuckers!

You can't fuck with the [spanish]
Please no interruptions
Your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun
Like my rag top six-five
Smash you with the switches
The hitch is, you're gettin too big for your britches
Why you runnin like bitches
With your tail up, I'm the thug pirate
Put the sail up - your whole crew frail, what
You want this joint, suck it inhale nut
Niggas are feelin' this track in Braile, huh
We're grade A while you motherfuckers fail, what
You understand, immitators gotta bail up
To all the males and females gangin' up
All on my cell phone talkin' shit, hangin' up
I gotta show you how a nigga bang it up
Slangin' cuts

[Chorus:]

Your squad against mine
You're minor leagues with major
Detail the plans like verse
Hit hard, catch you off guard
Another Victory

I slay rappers with precision
I got vision like Anakin
You panicin' I'm leavin you stiffer than a mannequin
My high lyrics constantly brain damagin'
Brandishin' a fire arm, still managin'
Hurt niggas, bandagin' who give my lyrics
That play like a mandalin
I hold my mic like my dick, but you handlin'
I kill flows on tracks who abandonin'
I eat you like pussy, then take a sample,
Then spit fire in the places you standin' in
I take a fool to the Hill
Light a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalin'
Now I see your whole brain's scramblin'
Don't like what you hear, change the channel then nigga

[Chorus]

I spark cells of a rhythm
You best listen, get it over with
Stolen shit, rollin it, Cypress ownin' it
Bitin' niggas clonin it,
I got a dog got a bone to pick, you holdin' it
Suck it hard swallow easy, put a soul in it
Your body's on the floor, head got a hole in it
The weed master, rhyme killer, mic controllin' it
You still fuckin' but your wack, ain't throwin' it
Stepped in shit, now your chillin' all alone in it
Head full of hair, still ain't combin' it
Five child in the world who's ropin' it
Never know if i'm high or i'm throwin' shit
I got you stuck in the Twilight Zone on shit
I'm the owner of the fat joint you rollin' with, bitch

[Chorus]

"Rap Superstar"
(feat. Eminem, Noreaga)

[Eminem Speaking]
Most people don't see how much work is really involved
in this rap shit
I didn't know it
I didn't see it
I never saw it until i was actually in it
You really gotta be in it
To understand what its like
But you always gotta
People always gotta see your smile
You always gotta put on that fake
You know what i'm sayin
No matter what u just been through

[B-Real]
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large a big house
5 cars, you're in charge
Comin up in the world
Don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

[B-Real]
I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up
Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up
To rock crowds make money
Chill wit the honies
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
Shits funny
How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it
Never the less you gotta go for the gusto
But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears
and losin some of your peers
And losin some of your self
Music has past gone by
Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac in the brainiac
Don't know how to act
Shits deep
48 tracks
Studio gangsta mack
Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill
But never will
Till he crosses over still
Feelin no hate
But fantasies come wit these
Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese
You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz
And take shit from people who don't know what it is
I wish it was all fun and games
But the price of fame is high
And some can't pay to play
Trapped in what you rappin about
Tell me what happened when you lost clout
The rout you took started collapsing
No fans
No fame
No respect
No change
No women
And everyone shits on your name

[Chorus]
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
To be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

[Noreaga Speaking]
When you sign to a record label
You don't know you sign your life over
And these whiteboys don't care about you
Cuz the minute you fall off
They'll find another Noreaga
And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga
And they'll find another B-Real
So you need to just keep
Stack your chips up
Do what you gotta do while your hot
And mafuckin get out the game
Stick to the drug game
And the drug game is even worse
Because if someone jerks you
You can shoot em and kill me
But in this game if someone jerks you
You gotta be humble

[Eminem Speaking]
No matter what you just been through
Shit has gotta be right
You gotta approach people
You gotta be on the up and up
And everything gotta be all good
When you see someone slap hands with em
You know what i'm sayin give em a pound
Or whatever it is
But you always gotta act like it ain't shit

[Chorus]

[B-Real]
My own son don't know me
Sittin up in the hotel room lonley
But I thank god I'm wit my homies
But sometimes I wish I was back home
But only no radio or videos
Cuz they show me no love
The phony gotta hit the road slowly
So the record gets pushed by sony
I'm in the middle like monie
And the press say that
My own people disowned me
And the best way back
Is to keep your head straight
Never inflate the cranium
Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium
Who just wanna cling on swing on
And so on and go on and fall off
The hoes fall off
To the next rap superstar
Wit no shame give him a year
And they'll be right out the game
The same as the last one
Who came before him
Gained fame
Started gettin ignored
I warned him
Assured him
This ain't easy take it from weezy
Sleezy people wanna be cheesey
They talkin evil

[Chorus]

"Cuban Necktie"

[Verse 1]
I do it to ya all like in your earhole, cuz
I'ma "Goodfella" just like Deniro, punk
I'm a ten, you just a fucking zero, huh
I get your woman off like Robbie Shapiro, what
You want jellyroll son, I'm a hero, oh
You're on your knees on my dick like a clit hoe then
You say you hate me but you follow my carrer though huh
Wanna see a trick I make you disappear yo, yo
I make it hotter than a fuckin' inferno
Wanna test you comin up shorter than DeVito
I'll scar your face when I cut you like Pacino
You gamble with your life inside of my "Casino"
Hold up I'm runnin shit just like Gambino
I got the hogs sweatin' more than Bob Barino
I switch tongue buenos caso me camino
Then I switch it back cuz in that style I swing yo
Beat your head like a drum [SPANISH]
I sit back simply pretend I'm regal
Slay you any style yeah whatever type of lingo
I'm a "Natural Rhyme Killer" like Tarrantino, yeah

[HOOK]
Run your mouth, with your chest out
Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick
All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit
All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

[Verse 2]
Call me breakin' think you know my nigga Dino
With the Ratpack nigga sippin on vino
I give it to you double XXL like Chino
I'm the eastsidah who's reppin Angelino's
I know you trippin but I'm due another single, ha
Treat the music like my honey got a wrinkle, yeah
I'm the mushroom ??
You couldn't hang with a joint from Domingo's
So, you gotta make room when you hear my jingle
Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style
You smoked out there in San Bernadino
We fuck shit up with the harcore steelo
Bandito, light your lighter then a key lo
I'm megachron got you wet like a Primo
Cancerous rhyme now that you needin chemo
Peace to my fam out in El Cerino
That's right punk, ??
Better watch your back, who's pilin up cochinos

[HOOK 2X]

[Verse 3]
Killin niggas like a Sicilian named Gino
When your numbers up all my nigga yell regal
You a fine woman, was a fine Phillipino, then
She looked good in the black Benzino, yeah
Yo' style's not yours like Doritos
With the fabulous fall just like the Beatles
Platinum dust oh now you wanna sprinkle, well
I clown niggas much more than Melenko's, heh
For all the wild ones and all my vecino's
Never get your ass caught up with a stank hoe
Pussy weigh deeper than a big fucking ?zinko?
Don't be mad I'm lookin out for my amigo
You wanna copy my style go to Kinko's
Watch me reload it just like Carlito
My style so dope they should label it illegal
You want beef then I call my nigga Steebo
Whip your ass up just like Niccoleo
Sayin my name burst your mark like "Tapateo!", punk
You can't deal with it, you can't deal with it
You can't deal with it, it's Cypress Hill with it

[HOOK 2X]

"What U Want From Me"

[B-Real]
Huh, what you want?
What you want?
Want you want from me?
Tell me what, tell me what
Want you want from me, huh?
What you want?
Want you want from me?
Tell me, tell me, tell me dogs
Want you want from me?
What you want?
What you want?
What you want?
What you want from me?

[B-Real]
Want you want from me?
Wanna live my life
Drive my car, with my jewels, now you're holdin my wife
What you got for me -- FAME?
Opportunity I guess that ain't enough for ya
You want the loot and weed
What you need from me?
To bleed and die quickly
here I turn my back here's the knife, for you to stick in me
What you do for me?
Stab me in the back, preney
Over little shit you do, pretty hittin in me
What you done for me?
Robbery, pray the po'
Actin like it was my homie, just a fuckin phony
What you see in me?
A weakness so you can damage me
And dis-granite me so you can take advantage (yeah)
What you need to see?
The Nina milli six-a, show ya how I don't give a fuck about you
You talk now, what you need to be?
Runnin away from the leader
Before you're gettin warm by my heater

[Chorus: B-Real]
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you, what you
What you want, what you want from me?

[B-Real]
What you want from me?
Money and the record deal
free tickets to the shows and the free meal
What you got for me?
Besides, or your hang ups and sob stories
The violins play em baby
What you want to be?
Everything I am now, but you never worked for it
The live it, you fuckin gimmick
What you want -- disease?
For me and my homies
Niggas want to act, damn, you don't even know me
What you need to breathe?
To think it over clearly, you can hear me over the speaker
It's best you don't come near me
What you got for me?
Back up and a lot of weight, but now
you hatin on me, in every single way
What you have with me?
To make me turn the switcher
Funny how money makes a fuckin little picture
What it's got to be?
You get disconnected over methods you choose
To make yourself get ejected

[Chorus: B-Real]
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you, what you
What you want, what you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you, what you want?
What you, what you want from me?

[Sen Dog]
What you want from me?
Pictures and the demos
You wanna act funny?
And hear my layo
What you got to see?
I need a little privacy
you don't even know of the shit that drivin me
What you need from me?
Someone to put your shit on
never forget what I've done for you
Before you get on
What you have to be?
True to the family
and fuck em and feed em
if you ain't understandin me?
What you want to be?
Hard or a pop star
goin out and doin the same shit
that's a love song
What you want from me?
Nothin but burn riches down, I should grab your jaw
And knock it off the hinges now
What you after me?
Doctors and nurses and hearses
And the worst thing you feelin the blood curses
What you have to be?
Gone another memory
Remember this if I gotta choose over them or me
I'll choose me motherfucker you understand...

[B-Real]
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
Tell me what you want
What you want from me?
What you want from me?

[Chorus: B-Real]
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you want from me?
What you, what you
What you want, what you want from me?