"Ladies and gentlemen.. boys and girls.. I bring to YOU"
  
  [Intro - samples + vocals]
  "Once again!"
  [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill
  "Once again" .. "Once again!"
  [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill
  "The greatest show on Earth!"
  "Once again!"
  [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill
  "Back again!"
  "Once again!"
  [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill
  "I bring to YOU"
  
  [Verse One: B-Real]
  Welcome everyone, take ya places
  It's great seein all these familiar faces
  You want thug shit? We got a lot of it
  You wanna get high? I'm on top of it
  You want bottles? C'mon, we poppin it
  You want a revolution? Ain't no stoppin it
  Enemies try to fire back
  Desire that, find you where the tire track
  Cause we run ya down son, but in spite of that
  Got a joint? Fools give me my lighter back
  ... I'ma light up the bomb
  I'ma blaze 'til we set off the fire alarm
  No need for evacuation
  Find a honey that's ill for ejaculation
  She got friends, well the more the merrier
  No limits, no worries, no more barriers
  
  [Chorus 2X: B-Real, mixed with samples]
  Once again it's Cypress Hill
  We some ill-ass niggaz straight bumpin the field
  Smoke it up, from now until
  somebody calls out steel and we live for the thrill
  
  [Verse Two: B-Real]
  Plug the mic in, and I'll move the crowd
  Neighbors get mad cause the music's loud
  I send a few girls in the hall to talk
  Crusty old man never called the cops
  No pistols, if you get my drift yo
  You pull one and miss better slit yo' wrists bro
  This ain't a gangsta party
  But if you turn it into one a bullet might pierce yo' body
  Relax, there's a lot of girls in here
  You shitfaced niggaz, don't earl in here
  Don't break shit or take nothin, mind your manners
  Or your head goes BOOM like it's fuckin skanless
  But we ain't for all that right now, just chill out
  We can pop bottles or let the blood spill out
  Cuanta, suck it up, shut your trap
  Before you lose that fine-ass girl on your lap
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Verse Three: B-Real]
  You wanna room? Let me clear one out
  But while I'm gone, just don't let the beers run out
  In the morn' we can watch all the tears come out
  When the pigs come, a nigga wanna hear one out
  For now, we can pass the time
  Blazin it up, if you slow you the last in line
  Got a roach, so what? You ain't spent a dime
  You ungrateful-ass critter, back the hell of mine
  You can, lose the life or lose the knife
  Use the pipe, but I can't lose tonight
  All the girls bein picky who they chose tonight
  You better hope you chillin with the right crew tonight
  See that girl over there? Yeah she like your style
  Probably seen her on the video "Girls Gone Wild"
  Hesitation is constipation
  of your game when you're in for a night of elation
  
  [Chorus]