Released on September 21, 2012

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[Verse 1: B-Real, Sen Dog]

Burn like a furnace, keep it hot like a thermos

It's the realest at yo' service, now I'm on a higher purpose

And you haters don't deserve us, but we give it to you like a virus

We the highest motherfuckers, ruling from the hills of Cypress

We magnificent, you're insignificant

See what's in my weed sack, bitch, try sniffing it

Sendin', I, hittin' it, it smell so aromatic

Smokin' out the room, sorry homie, it's a fucking habit


[Verse 2: Sen Dog]

Mad dog off the leash, I don't be frontin' son

Run up on me, and watch a nigga give you some

I'm swingin' for the fence blasting out home runs

Cholo wit' da knife, cut your ass like a shogun

A lil' somethin' for the peasants yankin' on my chain

You the reason niggas sing about the membrane

Runnin' round, like a clown, actin' hella strange

On the rhythm, world forgot about your punk name


[Chorus: B-Real]

We are the hill, we came to get you high

They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die

So high, so high, so high

Shittin' on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by

We are the hill, we came to get you high

They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die

So high, so high, so high


[Verse 3: B-Real]

See, my mind's at the pinnacle, stress levels are minimal

You see a criminal, label the fight unwinnable

You're so cynical, smoke like it's fuckin' legal

Either way, the people represented nothing equal

Yeah, spark it up, daytime, walk it up

You got a problem? I'ma Rolling Stone startin' up

And if you stomp me, I'ma promise you will never stop

Last thing you hear is the blast when the hammer drops


[Verse 4: Sen Dog]

Run in with the sick click, we uncheckable

Cypress Hill misfits bring it through the vegetables

Bringin' in clouds of smoke, representable

The highest man to toke, and his general

The nation stands with us, ready for war

We done cock it, two decades, and we still want more

I could call you out by name, but what the fuck for?

You're under my sneaker that I stomp on the floor


[Chorus: B-Real]

We are the hill, we came to get you high

They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die

So high, so high, so high

Shittin' on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by

We are the hill, we came to get you high

They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die

So high, so high, so high

Shittin' on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by

We are the hill, we came to get you high

They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die

So high, so high, so high

Shittin' on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by

We are the hill, we came to get you high

They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die

So high, so high, so high


[Verse 3: B-Real]

See, my mind's at the pinnacle, stress levels are minimal

You see a criminal, label the fight unwinnable

You're so cynical, smoke like it's fuckin' legal

Either way, the people represented nothing equal

Yeah, spark it up, daytime, walk it up

You got a problem? I'ma Rolling Stone startin' up

And if you stomp me, I'ma promise you will never stop

Last thing you hear is the blast when the hammer drops


[Verse 4: Sen Dog]

Run in with the sick click, we uncheckable

Cypress Hill misfits bring it through the vegetables

Bringin' in clouds of smoke, representable

The highest man to toke, and his general

The nation stands with us, ready for war

We done cock it, two decades, and we still want more

I could call you out by name, but what the fuck for?

You're under my sneaker that I stomp on the floor


[Chorus]

We are the hill, we came to get you high

They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die

So high, so high, so high

Shittin' on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by

We are the hill, we came to get you high

They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die

So high, so high, so high

Shittin' on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by