I never rapped on an R&B record, and I never will.
I got these phony muthafuckas talkin bout ‘Let’s keep it real.’
But they don’t know how to take they own advisement,
Going out, do it solo on an advertisement, commercializing.
Fuckin’ sell out, nigga…this is hip-hop, not fashion.

B-Real, “Strictly Hip-Hop,” from Cypress Hill’s III: Temples of Boom, 1995. More quotes from Cypress Hill >

Some people tell me that I need help.
…Some people can fuck off and go to hell.

B-Real, “Illusions,” Cypress Hill’s III: Temples of Boom, 1995.

Time flies, dreams die, people lose faith,
Tryna hide behind a lie with a straight face.

Xzibit, “Legends Never Die,” from Serial Killers Vol 1., 2013

How you know where I’m at when you haven’t been where I’ve been?
Understand where I’m coming from?

B-Real, “How I Could Just Kill A Man,” from Cypress Hill’s Cypress Hill, 1991

I ain’t goin out like a spineless jellyfish.
Some say life is a bitch…
Ask that punk who dug his own ditch.

B-Real, “Hand on the Pump,” Cypress Hill’s Cypress Hill, 1991

Hits from the bong
Make me feel like Cheech,
And I’m kickin’ it wit’ Chong.

B-Real, “Stoned is the Way of the Walk,” from Cypress Hill’s Cypress Hill, 1991