[Verse 1]
It's time I came to get mine
Runnin through the hoods with the hand on the nine
Why do the pigs come
Bring your ass on
Cross the line so I can get the blast on
Oh shit I'm empty but I've got a shank to the side
So don't even tempt me
Runnin the program
Cypress Hill on the real
With the Pearl Jam and I'm packing the steel
Don't come my way 'cause it only takes one minute
To reach for the AK then why what you gonna do now
Nowhere to run when my dog's on the prowl
Growling howling, give it up punk
You might wanna throw the towel in
I'm not doing the ill thing
'Cause ain't nothing like the real thing

[Hook]
It ain't nothing like the real thing
It ain't nothing but the real
It ain't nothing like the real thing
It ain't nothing but the Hill

[Verse 2]
Keep me a tazer up in the blazer
And a black nine by the waistline
Never know when someone will test ya
Let you know I got mine by my body, yes y'all
I'm the victim that became the attacker
Have my little friend waitin' for the carjacker
That I won't do anything for the looper
When I've reached the Hill I strap when I swoop

Click click bang bang
'Cause it ain't no thang when I hang with Stone
And I kick that funky slang
You've got to do the funk when I've got to do the ill thing
Cuz ain't nothing like the real thing