Текст песни Do You Know Who I Am - Cypress Hill
[B-Real]
Uh,
uh,
yeah.
Do
you
know
who
I
am?
(3x)
[B-Real]
I′m
in
a
deep
yo
Peep
though
Things
are
on
the
fallout
Kids
all
lookin'
to
peel
my
way
back
I
figure
that
shit
out
The
other
day
The
review
mirror
When
things
are
closer
than
they
appear
Tear
shit
down
hit
the
corner
Cut
through
the
alley
Seen
a
fine
chick
Didn′t
have
time
to
rally
I
remember
you
but
I
gotta
dip
Skip
the
fuck
out
These
niggaz
are
following
me
from
behind
nigga
They
can't
fade
us
so
eliminate
us
to
get
famous
It's
all
painless
I′ll
show
′em
what
insane
in
the
brain
is
Maybe
they'll
run,
or
find
out
what
the
rain
is
They
want
beef
fuck
giving
it
to
′em
shameless
[Chorus]
Do
you
know
who
I
am?
Do
you
know
my
lifestyle
I
don't
think
so...
Do
you
know
who
I
am?
Do
you
know
my
lifestyle
maybe
you
don′t...
Do
you
know
who
I
am?
Do
you
know
my
lifestyle
I
don't
think
so...
Do
you
know
who
I
am?
Do
you
know
my
lifestyle
I
don′t
think
so...
[B-Real]
They
can't
wheel
with
the
ruckus
Motherfuckers
get
wicked
in
situations
That
causes
a
nigga
to
react
More
to
the
back
in
the
corner
Know
what
they
say
Caught
a
nigga
live
on
to
fight
another
day
Maybe
fight
and
not
appear
Maybe
they
want
it
Maybe
you
niggaz
following
my
tension
I
dispatch
the
troops
quick
then
give
'em
time
Didn′t
give
′em
a
second
to
push
me
over
the
line
Between
that
the
humiliation
that's
on
my
life
flash
Gun
blast,
all
out
confusion
The
smoke
clears
Foes
crawlin′
outta
here
Snap
fingers
like
magic,
they
disappear
These
bitches
had
it
no
question
never
bloody
Never
fuck
with
nobody
who's
crazy!
[Chorus]
[B-Real]
I′m
in
this
world
hell
called
life
Willin'
to
risk
it
Pop
the
disc
and
you
ain′t
bustin'
a
biscuit
Fools
think
they
heavy
weight
They
never
wait
Like
a
nigga
tryin'
to
get
pussy
on
the
first
date
They
federate,
whenever
hate
if
you
want
to
Kill
me
in
my
soul
will
come
back
to
hunt
you
You
never
sleep,
never
get
rest
Feelin′
the
cold
breath,
you′re
the
opposite
of
ever
last
You
never
last!
Pass
7 days
of
madness
After
my
soul
path
The
spiritual
plane
is
weak,
nigga
you
need
to
fast
'Cause
you′re
bitin'
my
shit
Mouths
full
but
don′t
follow
My
shit's
acid
burning
your
stomach
making
you
hollow
Best
learn
who
you′re
fucking
with
Before
you
try
shit
You
might
die
with
my
name
caught
in
your
eyelids
See
that,
weave
that,
inhale
the
weed
sack
I
be
that
nigga
willin'
to
die
for
what
I'm
feelin′
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