Cypress Hill - Stoned is the Way of the Walk lyrics

Stoned is the way of the Walk
Stoned is the way of the Walk

Well, it's the Alley Cat puffin'
On a hootie rat
Some think I'm a criminal but
Yo I ain't all of that
Hit'cha with the baseball bat when
Ya wanna ill though wanna mess around
You get fucked on the hill bro
Kick it like a steel toe
Real slow hit's from the bong
Make me feel like Cheech and
I'm kickin' it wit' Chong
Just like Cheech and Chong
Frontin' with "Ice Cream"
Cypress Hill is here to give you a nice dream
Speak it like a rolla'
And you know it's rolled tightly
I'm like the funky beat, so
Why ya tryin' ta fight me


Pigs often site me, that's not polite G
And any hour of the day ya know I might be
Harassed by a pig real fast
They wanna Rodney King me
Always tryin'a crown my ass
Ain't got no class (Sen Dog: No Class)
I hit they' ass like the buddah that's stinky
They wanna' scruff but
They' just so rinky-dinky
I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the funk
Sen got the Philly
And he's gonna light the blunt
Sippin' at the kufu make me go cuckoo!
Somethin' like loco then I
Turn into this loocoo
Bringin' the beta, yeah
Now the funk is risin'
Got the beta bass and the nasal highs and
As I kick a trip
It comin' straight from my sinus
Crazy nasal vocals
Cannot make the hotties loco
I remember sista Maggie
Breasts were kinda saggy
Used to sell me buddha outta
Fucked up little baggies
Honey'd up a twenty even when I had no money
She said "Pay me back with
Some Latin dick Sonnie"
Well I never went out
And I don't think I'm gonna
Just for some buddha
She wanted me to bone her
"Demeaning, ya think ya know what I meanin''
I got somethin' for the ho's
Ta be schemin' on i'm the Buddha-Real I take
A trip ta hoota'ville
I'll throw ya out the door
Of my big blue Seville
Then light another joint
This ain't no exploitation (point)
For we are the ones strollin' in
The ways of the masters

Stoned is the Way of the Walk
Stoned is the Way of the Walk
Stoned is the Way of the Walk
Stoned is the Way of the Walk

Hit they ass, hit they ass

Like the buddha that's stinky

(Alas, Cap'in there's a ship in sight)
(Huhu, Blast 'em)