[00:00.00] 作词 : Freese, Muggs
[00:39.96]Let me introduce myself,
[00:41.91]I'm the one who rules the set
[00:43.83]So don't you forget
[00:45.57]Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons
[00:49.17]But you ain't nothin', no frontin'
[00:51.39]I bring the level up a little louder
[00:53.67]In the clubs, an' the jeeps an' the after hours
[00:56.58]Fools on the street wanna feel the funk
[00:59.22]Lookin' for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want
[01:01.74]Ya betta, sit back and let the track flow
[01:04.62]Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the indo
[01:07.71]Rhythms upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can maintain?
[01:11.19]Can ya feel the funk flowin' in ya veins?
[01:13.53]Get'cha fix and ya bag of tricks
[01:15.69]In tha mix
[01:16.35]I got the stix and stones, a few bricks
[01:18.90]I'm gonna hit 'em high, he's gonna hit 'em low
[01:21.57]Open up ya mind so that you can feel the flow
[01:24.66]On, an' on till there all gone, fools be runnin' but they won't last long
[01:31.26]I'm the freaka
[01:31.53]I'm the freaka
[01:31.80]I'm the freaka
[01:32.07]I'm the freaka
[01:32.34]I'm the freaka
[01:32.61]I'm the freaka
[01:32.88]I'm the freaka
[01:33.15]I'm the freaka
[01:33.42]People always wanna get what you got, no matta' what
[01:54.60]Can't take care of themselves in the big hunt
[01:57.39]In the quest for the crown, an' the jewels, and the cheese
[02:01.11]Mother****er please
[02:02.64]Enemies wanna plot against me with envy in they hearts
[02:06.39]But, I rip their sorry ass apart
[02:08.82]In a minute,
[02:09.87]I can take ya to the limit
[02:11.22]Temperature risen, nasal highzen
[02:13.53]Comin' back in with the lows for the fows
[02:16.62]****ing up egos, an' anybody, oppose
[02:19.71]The numba one skunk freaka, the
[02:21.51]Cypress Hill cliqua
[02:22.89]Blowin' a hole in tha speaker
[02:24.87]You don't wanna dis the
[02:26.13]Perro, the
[02:27.00]Real One, or the
[02:28.05]WerroSlangin' rhythms through the ghetto, ya best keep ya ass in cheek
[02:32.04]Come on, little mother****er betta show respect
[02:34.65]An what's next, the big brown takin' ya down
[02:37.62]How ya feel, when your sorry ass can't hang with the hill
[02:46.92]I'm the freaka
[02:47.19]I'm the freaka
[02:47.46]I'm the freaka
[02:47.73]I'm the freaka
[02:48.00]Can ya feel the effects of the chocolate tide?
[02:54.93]Nobody even knows how
[02:56.61]I kick the flow
[02:57.60]Slow down, 'cause ya commin' up too fast
[03:00.06]Ya might get smacked down 'cause ya got no class

作词 : Freese, Muggs
Let me introduce myself,
I'm the one who rules the set
So don't you forget
Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons
But you ain't nothin', no frontin'
I bring the level up a little louder
In the clubs, an' the jeeps an' the after hours
Fools on the street wanna feel the funk
Lookin' for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want
Ya betta, sit back and let the track flow
Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the indo
Rhythms upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can maintain?
Can ya feel the funk flowin' in ya veins?
Get'cha fix and ya bag of tricks
In tha mix
I got the stix and stones, a few bricks
I'm gonna hit 'em high, he's gonna hit 'em low
Open up ya mind so that you can feel the flow
On, an' on till there all gone, fools be runnin' but they won't last long
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
People always wanna get what you got, no matta' what
Can't take care of themselves in the big hunt
In the quest for the crown, an' the jewels, and the cheese
Mother****er please
Enemies wanna plot against me with envy in they hearts
But, I rip their sorry ass apart
In a minute,
I can take ya to the limit
Temperature risen, nasal highzen
Comin' back in with the lows for the fows
****ing up egos, an' anybody, oppose
The numba one skunk freaka, the
Cypress Hill cliqua
Blowin' a hole in tha speaker
You don't wanna dis the
Perro, the
Real One, or the
WerroSlangin' rhythms through the ghetto, ya best keep ya ass in cheek
Come on, little mother****er betta show respect
An what's next, the big brown takin' ya down
How ya feel, when your sorry ass can't hang with the hill
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
I'm the freaka
Can ya feel the effects of the chocolate tide?
Nobody even knows how
I kick the flow
Slow down, 'cause ya commin' up too fast
Ya might get smacked down 'cause ya got no class