It's time, I came to get mine Runnin' through the hoods with a 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 got a shank on the side so don't even tempt me Runnin' the program, Cypress Hill on the real With the Pearl Jam and I'm packin' the steel Don't come my way, 'cause it only takes one minute to reach for the AK Then POW!, whatcha' gonna do now Nowhere to run when my dog's on the prow Prowlin', howlin', give it up punk, you might want to throw the towel in I like doin' the ill thing, 'cause ain't nothin' like the real thing It ain't nothin' like the real thing It ain't nothin' like the real Ain't nothin' but the real thing Ain't nothin' but the Hill Ain't nothin' but the real thing Ain't nothin' but the real Ain't nothin' but the real thing Ain't nothin' but the Hill Keep me a tazer up in the blazer And the black nine by the waistline