[B-Real]
I remember times I hustle, times I struggle
Times I had to get over the everyday shuffle
People tryin’ to muffle my thoughts and all my dreams too
People who I thought were down, and see true
But I blame me too ‘cos it’s a Chronicle
My life, I realise I’m responsible for obstacles
In front of me, my own self to blame
But I worked hard to receive the wealth and fame
It’s a worthless game, but if you’re willing to play
There’s sharks in the water who are, willing to pay
The price of your soul, but if you give it away
You silly motherfuckers are all commited to stay
It’s a cold world, but you still want a part of it
So then you’d better fuck around and learn the art of it
Don’t walk through life with your blinders on
‘Cos you’ll keep goin’ crazy ’til your mind is gone

Chorus : B-Real (repeat 2x)

It Ain’t Easy,
but you got people tryin’, to put you down, believe me
I keep gainin’ ground, It Ain’t Easy
How many times, must you decieve me?

[Sen Dog]
I been around for many days, of musical mainstays
Cypress, is Worldwide and we like it that way
You can’t fade-ER, or compare TO
The Original Pyscho-Baiter
Got the next rhyme and we’ll check you all later
Can’t nobody fuck with them Cypress Hill Raiders
Heard it all before and I don’t need no more
Advice on the game and how to kick hardcore
Played the game out here with the best
Toured around the world and got big respect
Now, what’s (?) all with this year 2000’s?
We puttin the Smackdown and we ain’t clownin’
Not many have lasted
Since we first blasted
Up on the scene, singin’ about the dream
Recruitin’ for our team, niggas know what I mean
?Damn?, you defy, when you live or die

Chorus (repeat 2x)

[B Real]
Times I hated, times I waited
Times I went by where I was drunk and faded
They said I wouldn’t make it, but where are those people now?
Still hatin’, creatin’ all the evil now
Your insecurties are showin’, exposin’ you
You’re trippin’ on me and showin’ emotions too
Don’t you spend your life full of envy, it’s deadly
Heed me, as I spit the venom believe me

[Sen Dog]
I keep my guard up, and always let you see my rage
I get pissed, like a pitbull in a cage (*barking*)
Not that many can deal with the fury
Attack and ransack and kill in a hurry
I kill and observe and go in an instant
I bring the pain like the ?Rampark? Prison
I kept it right for the brother to the ?Chullo?
Something I bump when your gates in the (?)

Chorus [B-Real]

It Ain’t Easy,
but you got people tryin’, to put you down, believe me
I keep gainin’ ground, It Ain’t Easy
How many times, must you decieve me?
It Ain’t Easy,
but you got people tryin’, to put you down, believe me
I keep gainin’ ground, It Ain’t Easy
It Ain’t Easy, yo, It Ain’t Easy

[B-Real]
On the high seas, it’s the pirate
With the musket
At’cha head, and I’ll fire it
“It’s the return of the Red Beard!”
And Polly don’t want a cracka’
I’m gonna make you back up
With the wind in the sail
Destination on to the temple
Where the boom lies in the ?bin full?
Outlaws ridin’ beside me
I see a ship on the horizon
Comin’ up, and I’m realizin’
It’s time for another uprisin’
I’m manin’ this attack by suprise n’
“Avast mates, fire up the cannon”
Right on the enemy’s vessel it’s landin’!
Look at all these ships sinkin’ low, and goin’ down
With the captain, that’s goin’ under
Let no man put us under
When me and my ship’s rollin’ like thunder

(hook)
Ghost rida’
On the seven seas fiya’
Pump that cannon when the flames get higha’
(x4)

I’m still on the high seas
Smellin’ that salt of the ocean breeze
Feelin’ that heat of the sun on my face with a ‘Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum’
When you see my flag in the distance
You better run and call for assistance
“Cuz we’re comin’ on the pillage,
Killin’ all the men, and takin’ all the gold and the riches in the village”
“Pull up the anchor! Swap with the bounty!”
Headin’ for the east where my enemies hound me
They wanna hang me for high treason and chivalry
And for many other reasons
Wanted dead, and a handsome reward for any motherfucker who delivers my head
“Shiver me timbers!”
I’ll burn your bloody ass to a cinder
So all you motherfuckers remember

(hook)

[Sen Dog]
Think of the many moons I been away from home
On the seven seas or wherever I roam
Black Beard takin’ you down to the galley
How does it feel with my sword in your belly
You can face the cold shank
Or get ?blind funk it? when I’m makin’ you walk the plank
Standin’ over the edge in the dark

B: “Feed his bloody ass to the God damn sharks!”

Sen: The sound of a neck bone snappin’ is what’cha in fo’
When ya on ya way to the sea flo’

B: “Sixteen men on a dead man’s chest”

Sen: I killed them fools and I’ll kill the rest

B: “I am what I am!”

Sen: And I’m not a land lubba’
When ya hear the musket, you all take cova’

B: “Fire one, fire two, fire three!
Don’t ever forget about me!”

Sen: ‘Cause I’m the ghost rider’ on the storm
Keepin’ the cannons warm

(hook)

[B-Real]
I traveled many miles above the dark road ahead of me
Obstacles in front of me but I kept movin’ steadily
Enemies wanted to face off, grip the fingers threaten me
But I ain’t goin’ out grip and sit firm and readily
I’m a child of the wild west keepin’ you guessin’ constantly
Usin’ this lumen and y’all don’t know how to respond to me
It’s simple, keep ya mouth shut I don’t care what ya want from me
Pump up the volume so ya eardrums are rattlin’

[Hook x2]
Hurt em’ then I murdered them
Think that’s competition cause I’ve never heard of him
I hurt em’ then I murder them
If they come runnin’ up I make them hurt again

[B-Real]
Your rhymeness and blindness, just find out who was rhymeless
The shit weighs out in a month, the loss goes on timeless
Ya rolled into crimeless, aggravated and shineless
I designed this for the lost who need to find this
The blind baby and maybe you need someone to lead you
Stop actin’ like an infant, I’m tired of force feedin’ you
You can’t keep runnin’ from the destiny that’s meetin’ you
It’s your own soul, your own ghost that keeps beatin’ you

[Hook x2]

[Sen Dogg]
Pump up the volume so ya eardrums are rattlin’
This is just a warning before I begin battlin’
Unsensible with ya actions with ya tractions
I’m facin’ the methodical, serial rhymes in my state
Meets periodical, we’re in a hostile, colossal
Situation and it’s possible to get from the bust, bust, bust
From penetration, lyrical blows
You cynical hoes are speechless

[Hook]

[Sen Dogg]
The psychological, projectile article missionary
Start to realize what the fuck in speech is scary
It’s diabolical, straddle on top of you
When mister rebels spray levels of melodical
With doses of venom, big toke go hypnotic
Go for broke cause if ya lose control ya end up in the hospital
Incomprehensible, unconventional, go go go
From eventual tactics

[Hook x2]