It's another one of them ol' funky Cypress Hill things
You know what I'm sayin?
And it goes like this

Hey don't miss out on what you're passing
You're missing the hoota of the funky Buddha
Eluder or the fucked up styles to get wicked
So come on as cypress starts to kick it
'Cause we're like the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when they see me driving
By, hangin' out the window
And my Magnum takin' out some puto's
Acting kinda loco, I'm just another local
Kid from from the street getting paid for my vocals

Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand

I'm ignoring all the dumb shit
Yo, because nothin' is comin' from it
I'm not gonna waste no time
Fuckin' around my gat straight hummin'
Hummin' comin' at cha
And you know I had to gat ya

Time for some action, just a fraction of friction
I got the clearance to run the interference
Into your satellite, shining a battle light
Swing out the gat, and I know that will gat ya right
Here's an example, just a little sample
How I could just kill a man!
One-time tried to come in my home
Take my chrome, I said "Yo, it's on
Take cover son, or you're ass-out
How you like my chrome?", then I watched the rookie pass out
Didn't have to blast out, but I did anyway
Young punk had to pay
So I just killed a man!

Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)

It's gonna be a long time before I finish
One of the many missions that I have to establish
To light my spliff, ignite ya with insights
And if you ain't down, bullshit!
Say some punk try to get you for your auto
Would you call the one-time, play the role model?
No, I think you play like a thug
Next hear the shot of a Magnum slug
Hummin', comin' at cha
Yeah ya know I'm gonna gat ya
How do you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been
Understand where I'm coming from
When you're up on the hill, in your big home
I'm out here, risking my dome
Just for a bucket, or a fast ducat
Just to stay alive, aiyyo I gotta say "fuck it"

Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is something you can't understand

(All I wanted was a Pepsi)


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How I Could Just Kill a Man Lyrics as written by Lowell Fulsom Rudy Archuleta

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  • +1
    General CommentI once heard an interview win which B Real stated that the lyrics to this song were inspired by his family being held at gunpoint in their apartment when he was younger. I think it was a drug user who thought he was robbing the dealer who lived across the hall. Anyway, this song deals with the anger that comes from something like that happening
    tomautoon August 29, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General CommentThe track is about brutalisation - people who grow up in a brutal environment grow up to be brutal themselves. It is addressed to a rich (probably white) audience who doesn't know how the narrator has it in him to kill people.

    The narrator says his wealthy audience can't know 'where he's at' (his perspective) because they haven't 'been where I been' (IE. caught up in gang violence.)

    The narrator explains that while they're 'up on the hill' (Beverly Hills) in their 'big home' he is out on the street 'risking my dome' (his head) for nothing more than a quick buck.

    Because his audience have not had to grow up in a harsh environment, they are unable to see how he could 'just' kill a man. The word 'just' is particularly important as it implies that, for him, it is a trivial act.
    MindFraggedon April 21, 2021   Link
  • 0
    General CommentCypress hill wrote this song. Rage just did a cover of it on their Renegades of Funk Album.
    sublime987on March 15, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General Commentlol DUH cypress hill wrote this way before renegades came out.
    vredjmpsthegnon May 10, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWell, as the song's meaning is really obvious (check the title) all I've got to add is that as much ass as Rage's version kicks, Cypress's is exponentially better.
    Renegrenadeon December 15, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commentyou got some of the lyrics wrong bro
    PinkFloydrulezon March 09, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThe line "with my magnum taking out some negros" should read "whith my magnum taking out some putos" (spanish word meaning bitches)
    gokoujinnon July 17, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commenttaking out some putos. Putos, masculine plural of puto. Puto is a bad word for homosexual, prostitute, coward...offensive (cause if you are a man you dont want to be called homosexual right?). "pinche puto!" =Fucking puto!
    pakishon February 17, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentits pretty damn obvious... and i totally agree with renegrenade... this is the better version but ratm still kick ass
    themightymitchon October 28, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentYou guys are young bucks. I remember when this song first came out in 91. It was awesome then and still awesome now.
    arctanxon June 07, 2008   Link

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