Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Cypress Hill IV Song: 16 Men Till There's No Men Left Ladies and gentlemen We would like to present to you a group that is simply just marvelous, just marvelous Ladies and gentlemen, Cypress, Hill [B-Real] 16 men on a dead man's list [SenDog] Yo-ho-ho and a bag of indo! [B-Real] 16 men till there's no one left [SenDog] Yo-ho-ho and a bag of indo! Verse One: B-Real So many fuckin emcees claim supremacy on whose got hip-hop locked, it could never be one who is solo, runnin the whole game That's bullshit, like cops never sniffed cocaine But I'm taking on all comers, droppin bombers Reducin numbers, makin it hot like the summer This, one emcee he couldn't deal with the skill Like Jack did Jill, I rolled his ass down the Hill Beaten broken and coughin and chokin on the rhyme like a hooker, suckin a dick for the first time His, rhyme was hollow with no flow to follow Bust a nut, all in your mouth, and made him swollow I take 16 emcees, lock em in a room Make em feel the contact, eatin the mushrooms Playin with your mind, makin you feel the Force Had to cancel out, two punk niggaz up in The Source Tried to get XXL, they still fell Bitches go tell your troubles to Montel [B-Real] 16 men now there's 13 left [SenDog] Yo-ho-ho and a bag of indo! [B-Real] 16 men now there's 13 left [SenDog] Yo-ho-ho and a bag of indo! Verse Two: B-Real I'm trippin on the people controllin the airwaves Got it goin on, you know it all, but God save
