King Of The Hill

Ice Cube
Oh Yeah,
It ain't over motherfkers...
don't understand...
Every few years,
got to get their motherfking caps peeled back...
nigg* this is Westside nigg*...dont think, nigg* DONT THINK!
Now, next motherfkers...go by the name of Cypress Hill
K all motherfking day

Ice Cube
Every few years think they can deal with the real
Now I gots to fk Cypress Hill
I got a voice you should fear!
I drink a beer bust a rap and end your fking career
You fkin cowards
Never seen a hood high powered
Like the Westside Connect
Slide me my tech
I Got'em
Soon as I spot'em I'm dumpin
Gots to treat these b*tch as* like they stole something
I see a joint in your clutch
You're smokin that s**t too much
Got your b*tch as* touched
Sen Dogg you can't rap from the guts
And B-Real sounding like he got baby nuts
I don't know why y'all think y'all slick
I don't know what rapper down wit your click
I don't know one b*tch on your d*ck
And I don't know one nigg* pumping your s**t
I hear you claiming South Central wait...
You ain't from my hood!
Y'all hoes from South Gate
Coming with a voice high pitched
The "B" in B-Real must stand for b*tch

Mack 10
We'll its the Hip-Hop junkie startin static
Now I'm rolling up Cypress Hill
letting have it
Got these wannabe thugs up
Load my slugs up
Hey yo back up Cube Dogg we passed that b*tch Muggs up
Pull over and let me out this show no sight
And let me show this White Boy
What that Westside Connect like
Boo Ya Boo Ya! from tha gauge as I spit them
Tha buck shots spray and made them lay as I hit'em (Uhhh)
Ain't got the Swedish punks as* no mo'
1 down and 2 to go
Hand me a Fo' Fo'
Let me get my ride on
Get my homicide on
B-Real wish he could be me 'cause he know he can't see me (Biiiiiitch!)
You should have known you can't fade a real hog
Bringin Inglewood small
Cause I'm a real dogg
You bustas wanna see me but you bustas can't come close
Because I'm ACE homies with Americas Most
nigg* miss me
I'm used to a hoe trying to kiss me
Now what gave your b*tch as* enough heart to diss me?
You'll come up missing
And Sen Dogg is so wacked he ain't even worth dissin (hahaha)
You need to listen
On everything I love my heat can't release a dub
fk rappin fk strapping I'll create another blood glove
Its 1 - 0 and For sho' I'll kill
You p*ssies can't match my skill
Cause I'm the King Of The Hill!

Ice Cube
Everybody in the Ghetto, know what you're doing
1 white boy and 2 fking Cubans
Claiming that you're Loco
But you ain't Mexican
Listen to "No Vaseline" Before you flex again
fking with tha hoggs
You say you bloods
But you ain't nothing but a Dogg fool
On tour only rapping to tha yuppies
We the Big Fish that'll make a dish out you fking guppies
So who y'all with?
down with Cypress can wipe this s**t off my d*ck
Has I stick it like King Kong
And play Ping Pong
With this fake as* Cheech and Chong
Did you tell ya
Momma that I had to help ya
When Sen Dogg left your b*tch as* in Australia
You say that I took your hook?
It must be the White Boy thinking all crooks
Now What? You hip-hop Hippies
How you fking junkies
Think you Gonna Punk Me?
And chill
And Deal with tha fact that you ain't got enough skill
To kill
The King Of The Hill

(Mack10)
Ice Cube could you pass me my steel?
Ice Cube
For real!
(Mack10)
I'm the king of the Hill!

Ice Cube
Mack10 could you pass me my steel?
(Mack10)
For real!
Ice Cube
I'm the King of the Hill!

(Mack10)
Ice Cube could you pass me my steel?
Ice Cube
For real!
(Mack10)
I'm the king of the Hill!

Ice Cube
Westside could you pass me my steel?
(Mack10)
For real!
Ice Cube
I'm the King of the Hill!

"I'm havin Illusions"

Ice Cube
A Westside whooping on your motherfkin ass
That's what you gotta loose u lil' b*tch

(Mack10)
Yeah nigg* youse a b*tch
Dogg we aint got no like you on my side
nigg* this is Inglewood
Westside Yeeeeeah

Ice Cube
Check it out...
We're waiting for round 2 you punk as* mothefkers
and anybody else that wanna get some
Stand in line
But bring a lunch mothefkers...