Funk Freakers Cypress Hill

[Verse 1: B-Real]
Let me introduce my self
I'm the one who rules the set
So don't you forget
Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' to push buttons
But you ain't nothin', no frontin
I bring the level up a little louder
In the clubs, in' 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 an' let the track flow
Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the indo
Rhythms upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can ya maintain
Can ya feel the funk flowin' in ya veins
Get'cha fix an' a bag of tricks
In tha mix I got the stix an' stones an' few bricks
I'm gonna hit 'em high
He's gonna hit 'em low
Open up ya mind so that'chu can feel the flow
On, an' on 'til they're all gone
Fools be runnin' but they won't last long

[Chorus]
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