Here Is Something You Can't Understand

Intro - Kurupt

Yeah b*tch
Doggpound and Cypress you fkers
What you think about that?
You brother's don't got it
B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle
My nizzle, you gon' get hizzle
Relax by the kizzle
An' go get us a couple hizzles
You dizzles
Yeah with Muggs
What it is
SEN DOOOOOOOOOOG!
Keep it real gangster
Yeah, B-Real, whaddya gotta say?

B-Real
b*tch you try to spit on, you best get on
Before things start to happen and I lose my calm,
Cuz I just wanna puff weed and tip my cup (Yeah),
Smoking on a Kush Weed, not giving a fck,
Rhyme Flow, Mack-o-hoes and stack dough!
But wanna do s**t to make me react
So "Insane In The Brain", let it rain on a b*tch nigg*
Haning on my chain cuz you wanna be a rich nigg*
You can t feel me without the Braile
I m like that s**t that will catch you without the Yale
Make busters pale 'cos they seen too much
But really what they saw was me and Kurupt

Chorus Repeat 4x

B-Real Here is something you can't understand
Sen Dog How I Could Just Kill A Man

Kurupt
Penetentionaries stuffed for centuries
You gotta be real like me and B-Real
See you shoot, you ride but we kill
Concentrate unloadin' our steel
Dippin', hit up , yes we will
Riding on that when the (? AM) spills
Pistols launch off and travel like arrows, animals, Hannibal
(? Hamlet) and unmanageable.
What you gonna get, nigg*? (? Ham on the table)
I sic the home girls on you, struck by (? Angels).
Get em up drive by,
Watch em gone drive by
Yeah paranoid, we drive by till we die
You really don't know s**t,
I treat like hoes, goofy silly dumb bia*ch!

Hook 1 - Kurupt (repeat 2x)

Here is something that they just don't get
I don't give a fk nigg*, I don t give a s**t
Here is something that they just know
Back/Crack to Fo, creepin' through the back door

Kurupt I just DOPE BLAST 'em...

B-Real
... 'Cos I ain t finished yet
I see remains of someone you ain't deminished yet
We re like a pack of *panorama*
In Your *Soul Assessino*
Attackin you, till there is nothing left for your mama
East side, do or die? wanna ride
Hitting switches in the Cadillac, getting thru real high
'Cos we live this, (? Did) this, beatin' like a pistol whip
Don't pull out ya gat if ya gunna let ya pistol slip

Sen Dog
I'm ignorin' all the DUMB s**t, 'cos these vatos can't hang
With the Mad Dog, nigg*, out here runnin' thangs
Dump on that as* if you fk with my business
Stop Pop, and drop all of you witness
Glocks lock, and unlock if you listen
Buck shots, hard stops, no more snitches
That's what you get when you fk with the Real
hardc*re nigg* said "Pack That Steel"

Chorus 4x

Kurupt

Yeah
The streets is ran, by heats and mini vans
Invadin the spaces, chucks and fat laces
The "I Don't Give A fck" committee's just arrived
With millis and fifty-fives
Homicidally, I've seperated the busters
Blasted the snitches, broke the switches
fked the girls, invaded the glitches
Stole the riches, booked the (? PICTURES)
Like fk ya (? INTERESTS), nigg*

B-Real
Poet in the streets, livin' on the edge
We take it to the Darkside, gettin' in your head
While you haunt us like a fed, we twist you like a dreadlock
Has I got to hammer talkin girls in the bed?
While you fkin' with the Soul Assassins in the dark town
And all my latin dog- get to hold it down
Now your violatin' 'cos you haters know i'm waitin'
In the silver stack in the parkin' lot
With the handle c*cked

Hook 2 - Kurupt Sen Dog (repeat 2x)

Here is something, that I think you just can t understand
How I could just kill a man!
And you wonder why and how it is I could just kill a man
How I could just kill a man!
You see, in these streets I pack my heat cuz should it be for real
How I could just kill a man!
And if you think you wanna come and test me, then come deal with my steel
How I could just kill a man!

Outro - Kurupt
You just don't understand
How I could just, kill a man (yeah)
La la la la, la la la la-la