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How I Could Just Kill a Man
Cypress Hill Lyrics


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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 passin'
You're missin' 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 (us) driving
By, hangin' out the window
With my Magnum, takin' out some puto's
Actin' kinda loco, I'm just another local
Kid from the street gettin' paid for my vocals

Here is somethin' you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is somethin' you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is somethin' you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is somethin' you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Here is somethin' 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, shinin' 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
That 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 comin' from
When you're up on the hill, in your big home
I'm out here, riskin' my dome
Just for a bucket, or a fast Ducat
Just to stay alive, aiyyo I gotta say, "Fuck it"

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

(All I wanted was a Pepsi)

Overall Meaning

The song "How I Could Just Kill a Man" by Cypress Hill is a classic hip-hop track that explores themes of street violence, rebellion, and self-assertion. The song begins with a funky and catchy instrumental that sets the tone for the rest of the track. The opening lines urge the listener not to miss out on the experience of listening to the song before segueing into a narrative about street life and the hardships of living in tough neighborhoods.


The lines "Cause we're like the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'/Jump behind the bush when they see me (us) driving/By, hangin' out the window/With my Magnum, takin' out some puto's" illustrate a sense of bravado and defiance that runs through the song. The singer is driven by a desire to assert his power in the face of adversity and to demonstrate his willingness to take on anyone who challenges him.


The chorus, "Here is somethin' you can't understand (How I could just kill a man)" serves to amplify the sense of tension and danger that permeates the track. The singer is not afraid to use violence to get what he wants, and the repeated refrain of the chorus reinforces this idea.


Overall, "How I Could Just Kill a Man" is a poignant reflection on life in the ghetto and the struggles that come with it. The song touches on themes of poverty, rebellion, and the desire for self-assertion, making it a timeless classic in the hip-hop canon.


Line by Line Meaning

It's another one of them ol' funky Cypress Hill things
This is just another typical, unique song from Cypress Hill.


Hey don't miss out on what you're passin'
Don't miss out on the opportunity to hear this music.


You're missin' the hoota of the funky Buddha
You're missing out on the excitement and pleasure of this music.


Eluder or the fucked up styles to get wicked
Our music has some unconventional and sometimes aggressive elements that make it stand out.


So come on as Cypress starts to kick it
Join in and enjoy this song as Cypress Hill begins playing.


'Cause we're like the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'
We are confident and brazen while others cower in fear.


Jump behind the bush when they see me (us) driving
People try to hide from us when they see us coming.


By, hangin' out the window
We're driving around and hanging out of the car window.


With my Magnum, takin' out some puto's
I'm wielding a Magnum gun and attacking our enemies.


Actin' kinda loco, I'm just another local
I'm acting crazy or wild, but I'm just another guy from the area.


Kid from the street gettin' paid for my vocals
I come from the streets, but I'm making money from my singing.


Here is somethin' you can't understand
I'm going to share something that may be difficult for you to comprehend.


(How I could just kill a man)
I have thoughts of violence and may be capable of killing someone.


I'm ignoring all the dumb shit
I'm not paying attention to any nonsense.


Yo, because nothin' is comin' from it
There's no benefit or value in wasting time on pointless things.


I'm not gonna waste no time
I don't have time to waste.


Fuckin' around, my gat straight hummin'
I'm not messing around, my gun is ready and active.


Hummin', comin' at cha
The gun is making a humming sound and is aimed at you.


And you know I had to gat ya
I'm going to shoot you with my gun.


Time for some action, just a fraction of friction
It's time to take action and create some tension.


I got the clearance to run the interference
I have permission and authority to interfere or intervene.


Into your satellite, shinin' a battle light
I'm invading your personal space and bringing attention to myself with a strong, aggressive presence.


Swing out the gat, and I know that will gat ya right
I'm going to shoot you and I know it will be effective.


Here's an example, just a little sample
Let me give you an example to illustrate my point.


How I could just kill a man
I'm considering taking violent action against someone.


One-time tried to come in my home
The police tried to enter my house.


Take my chrome, I said, "Yo, it's on
The police tried to take my gun, and I warned them that I would retaliate.


Take cover son, or you're ass-out
You better hide, or you'll be exposed and in trouble.


How you like my chrome?", then I watched the rookie pass out
I showed the police my gun and the young officer was scared and fainted.


Didn't have to blast out, but I did anyway
I didn't have to fire my gun, but I chose to do so.


That young punk had to pay
The inexperienced officer had to learn a lesson.


So I just killed a man
I took the ultimate action and killed someone.


It's gonna be a long time before I finish
I have a lot of work to do, and it will take a while to complete.


One of the many missions that I have to establish
I have many important tasks to complete.


To light my spliff, ignite ya with insights
I'm going to smoke marijuana and share some deep thoughts and ideas with you.


And if you ain't down, bullshit
If you're not interested, that's your loss.


Say some punk try to get you for your auto
If someone tries to steal your car,


Would you call the one-time, play the role model?
Would you call the police and follow the rules?


No, I think you play like a thug
No, I think you would act tough and aggressive.


Next, hear the shot of a Magnum slug
Next, you'll hear the sound of a powerful gun being fired.


Yeah ya know I'm gonna gat ya
You know I'm going to shoot you.


How do you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been
You can't understand my experiences or perspective without having lived them yourself.


Understand where I'm comin' from
Try to relate to my point of view or background.


When you're up on the hill, in your big home
When you're in a privileged position with a nice house.


I'm out here, riskin' my dome
I'm out here on the streets, putting myself in danger.


Just for a bucket, or a fast Ducat
Just for some money or other material gain.


Just to stay alive, aiyyo I gotta say, "Fuck it"
I have to take risks just to survive, so I don't care about the consequences.


(All I wanted was a Pepsi)
This line is unrelated to the song and seems to be a reference to a previous track or personal preference of the singer.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Rudy Archuleta, Lowell Fulsom, Lamont Holbdy, Hugh McCracken, Larry E Muggerud, Rod Navarro, Morris J Taft

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