Ritual Bar and Night club
Hollywood
1743 N Cahuenga
Los Angeles, CA 90028
(323) 463-0060
Review by D.R.A
Photos Courtesy of GproPhoto
Review
We arrived at Ritual a little late so the line was stretched from shit to shinola. Fortunately we were on the guest list and made a swift entrance down red carpet specifically reserved for Sen Dog of Cypress Hill, Literates, A.N.T.I. , DJ Ace and other music VIP. The Event was sponsored by Latino Future Magazine, Jack Daniels, Tequila Herradura, and TAO Post Production Studio. Once inside we found a corner near the DJ system and photographed the sexy people dancing near by. We then explored the crowded club and found Sen Dog and his crew partying it up in a reserved booth. After negotiating with security we were allowed in where we socialized and photographed Sen Dog.
To our pleasant surprise, the famous Cypress Hill hip hop artist was cool and charismatic. The performance Sen Dog put on shortly after was a blast and the crowd loved it. Our props go out to Sen Dog and Ritual for setting up a master club scene experience.
About Sen Dog
Senen Reyes aka Sen Dog of Cypress Hill is a latin hip-hop artist of Cuban decent. He is the older brother of popular rapper Mellow Man Ace.
About DJ Ace
Ace is a producer , Dj , and engineer who has worked with some of the Biggest names in the Rap and Hip hop music industry.
About Literates
The Literates are known for their hard beats and perform with such names as; Cypress Hill, KRS ONE, Shape Shifters, The Germs, and others.
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Latin Lingo
Maagghhh, let's start the f...in show, ah?
[ Sen Dog ]
Freak to the funk that no-one else is bringing
Sen Dog with the funky bilenge
Yeah thats the nombre, heard the homey
Peace to Mellow and Frost en el deporte
Sen Dog is not kid of veterano
Im down, another fried hispano
One of the many of the latin de este año
And I got plenty for the Jennies tryin to hound dog
But wait, they're clownin on me cause of my language
I have to tell em straight up, its called Spanglish
Now who's on the pinga tha gringo
Tryin to get paid, from the funky bilingual
[ Chorus: B-Real and Sen Dog ]
Latin lingo baby (funky bilingual) funky bilingual
Yeah, funky bilingual!
Latin lingo baby (funky bilingual) funky bilingual
It's the latin lingo!
[ Sen Dog ]
Cuando entro, when I come in, suckers fronted
Me mira another bilingual from villa
Vengo con un ejemplo, check the tiempo
Ahhh... esta chingon el instrumento
Ya oiste, como somos
Yo no jodo, I gots the soul dose
And you can hear it, en las congas
Tribal ceremony as the Hill gets stronger
Don't be such a leper, what u got for la cabeza?
Hey homes, pass the cervaza
Before I have to go and push up on your resa
Hhhmm she's fine, son que fresca
Here homes have a hit of this yesca
Di yo enseño the leño lo prendo
Now you know, that I am in the centro
[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/GvM ]
Where you live, si tu puedes
Nowadays you ain't shit without your puentes
Something like it's gangbang, vatos quieren BANG BANG!
Could of hung out with them now you callin me a insane
Salte de mi cara, sal de mi camino
Make way, for the the funky bilingual
[ Chorus: B-Real and Sen Dog ]
Latin lingo baby (funky bilingual) funky bilingual
Funky bilinguals hoe!
Latin lingo baby (funky bilingual) funky bilingual
It's the latin lingo, baby!
Latin lingo baby (funky bilingual) funky bilingual
Funky bilingual...
Some of that old Latin funk, knowhatI'msayin?
[ Sen Dog ]
(What's up homey? Don't you know me?) Simon!
(Ain't you the brother of the mas pingon?) Straight up
And I'm down with La Raza
Kid Frost got my back, BOO-YAA! in la casa
Cause everyday things get a little crazier
As I step to the microphone area
First I claim my city, puro Los Angeles
Yeah (you know homes) that's where the calles is
Vato wouldn't know me, along with the heinas
Catchin all them slippin, for they such a one-timer
So when you see me at the party or the baile
Before I got here I was gaffled in the calle
Troop like a vacho who said I was baracho
Had an attitude, tried to play me macho
Just relax, calmado mijo
Sen Dog with the funky bilingual
[ Chorus: B-Real and Sen Dog ]
Latin lingo baby, funky bilingual
Funky bilingual
Latin lingo baby, funky bilingual
Funky bilingual
Latin lingo baby, funky bilingual
Funky bilingual... funky baby!
Yeah, I'd like to send peace, to my homeboy B-Real
Mellow Man Ace, Kid Frost, Ralph M the Mexican
And we're out
Highlife lyrics
[B-Real]
I rolled you up like my Rizla
Cut you up, with my sisters
You wanna get us - yeah, the venom spitters
Your style's trash: don't litter
You got the jitters the hardhitters
No quitters your soul quivers
When you see the gats blazin, get out the street now
There ain't no use for you beggin to turn the heat down
You label me coldblooded
You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded
You can't cut it
You wack, but it's - no use your mouth shut it
Shootin arrows diamond-studded, and still budded
You got to love it, you better chase the paper all day
So you can walk down the long platinum hallway
But now the fools are minutemade;
they get played for a minute
then played out they never get back in it
Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the floor
You got hit by the 4-4!
[Chorus: B-Real]
You're in the game called life, son - how you're livin it
Street corner kids growin up blowin up
You chase dreams you want the highlife, with the skylights
But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the shine right
Never turn your back ever, on niggaz true to you
Stand alone for the cheddar - and they'll be through with you
The highlife; yeah, the highlife
The highlife; yeah, the highlife
[B-Real]
You gotta hang out with B. Reezy, and take it easy
It's gettin greasy, I had to learn how to beat me
That's when you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket
And still kick it hardcore I'm runnin real with it
Niggaz getting softcore, the people want more
hardcore shit that's why I give them an encore
Curtains opened, you see the people applaud feelin it
You can't figure out the formula so you're stealin it
Can't stand unoriginal cats with minimal
skills that's criminal - you fake bitches!
You're lookin for riches, in the wrong places
The faces of death look you in the eye cut off your breath
When you fall feel your knees shatter
The bones breakin with your weak blatter
Pissin on yourself it don't matter
Dead weight, the bed waits for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead fate didn't hesitate
to put you away, close the gates now you're locked out
Your life: cable, with all the porn channels blocked out (damn!)
What you good for? Nothin, so be gone suckers
Have a nice trip see you motherfuckers!
[Chorus]
[Sen Dog]
I live for the highlife, get my mind right
F..k the fame, the game and the limelights
Fools that be out there tryin to duplicate
But they can't match the aura, can't impersonate
See the first things that comes to pass, is the blast
of the Cypress Hill weed funk blazin up a path
You can't help, but inhale and get strong
You need that good shit all up in your lungs
I live fast, and keep energy in motion
Jah bless, so I feel I been chosen
But I know, (?) of he who conquers
You gotta come strong and sound off like thunder
I check myself and make sure I'm comin real tight
Rhyme for my fam, the G's and the highlife
[B-Real]
The highlife - hah, hah
The highlife yeah
Real Estate lyrics
[B-Real]
You'll waste time to hurt her, sorta like murder
A duck with the public's favorite rhyme order
I ain't no waiter or hater of a spectator (kill em B-Real)
Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor
See I'm talkin about those whose vocals ain't comin off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course
some go nut, the power of the last one
slower, flower, blower
Those who ain't pros I wet my stupid radio
cause he needs a G when you listen to the vocal
I'm not a loco but I'm lookin just til punk go OHH
Now you can't see I'm real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
[Sen Dog]
All these motherfu..ers that wanna run up on the Hill
Step off! You know why?
This shit is all about BOO-YAA cause I said step off!
[B-Real]
This is the crime you find you're not an exponent
Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it
Now you're wishin, fishin you could do this
But on the strength, yo, I think you knew this
was just like a dream, when you supreme, the king
of a minor ?
All for 47, swung ? eleven
Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven
Weak ducks, duckin and buckin
Sayin FU...KIT, ain't worth damn pay the ducats
From my public, my favorite subject, I loves it
So go 'head, talk your punk shit
Suckers, you're nuttin, ? like a jock ?
Crack smoker, can we adjust we choker
Ohh, now you can't see I'm real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
[Sen Dog]
Heh heh heh, another soft p..sy motherfucker
Another fly verse
Straight from the deficit
Another scripture of B-Real
Yeah.. get funky, Real
This is the Lower Eastside of things
YouknowhatI'msayin? Cypress Hill
[B-Real]
You ain't flamboyant, a toy boy on it
Ain't paid a plot, for un-em-b-boyment
I won't cause yo I got a lot of what I gotcha
Plus I taught ya, the beat on the top of
everything you know, still you can't do no
damage or duel though aiyyo, cause our crew now
the Real is the ?, sport and you can see this
G-ness dialogue, of the real skiers
I ain't nuttin like a joke, get stoned, get smoked
and choke off, the hypes I cook off
The dialectic, funk-elistic
Chew slower or become another statistic
Ohh, now you can't see I'm real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
[Sen Dog]
Yo I told you to keep down brother
The motherf..kers just don't learn nothin G
Wake up Hill
They gotta keep goin back to the old school
So they keep goin out
Cause they're just not Real
Ha yeah that's right fool
[B-Real]
Yes the master pass, kick your ass
and feel combustion, for the dope blast
Cause you're steppin on my property, get off it G
Get caught up, then you get shot up
See, violators will be prosecuted
by the reputed, undisputed, Cypress zooted
Not so, no there's no sellout
You ain't got enough ducats to shell out
Well I'm in front, and yo I feel great
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
[Sen Dog]
Yeah, roaches come in but they don't come out G
Don't come on the Hill
That's right
Get off the Real Estate
Get off the Real Estate
Get off the Real Estate
Get off the Real Estate
Tequila (Tequila Sunrise) lyrics
[Sen Dog:] Pa la salud!
[B-Real:] Pa la salud... primero yo
[Sen Dog:] Primero usted... (Ayygghh!)
[S-D & B-R:] (grito mexicano)
[B-Real:] Cometelo joven...
[Sen Dog:] Cometelo jajaja!...
[Sen Dog]
Aqui estoy con mi barrio, listo a hacer feria
Cartel Cypress Hill esta en tu area
Colectando queso alla en Mexico
Donde el sol quema duro y baja despacio
Tengo mis camaradas y todo esta bien
Tengo una mansion en tierra que mide cien
Y todos se den cuenta vengo a hacer tranzas
Con mucha libra aqui estoy pa La Raza
Me ven en mi ranfla con todos los Hierro
Cuidando mi negocio con todo mi perro
No trates nada tengo mis soldados
Espiritu asesino, vienen preparados
Raperos desperados es nuestra tema
El dicho de nosotros: Agarra la crema...!
Cartel Cypress Hill esta en tu area Colectando queso alla en Mexico
Donde el sol quema duro y baja despacio
