[xzibit]
Yeah, yeah!
Yeah, we keep it bouncin like this
Yeah, huh, we keep it movin like
Listen, listen, look..
The most wanted man in america, i +soul assassinate+ your character
Quickly embarass ya as easy as fuck!
Pressin my buttons nigga is just like pressin your luck
China-white, a hundred percent, pure uncut
Detonate, little kuwait, i'm blowin shit up
Go ahead, make your mistake, and throw that punch
I'ma pull this forty-four mag and make you strip
Then walk down the street naked, some gangsta shit
Make it complete, i yell dance, shoot at your feet (dance nigga!)
Niggaz be weak, i found out you talk in your sleep
Since you a bitch, you came back, went in for more cash
Baseball both of your legs, i'll trip on your ass
[chorus: xzibit]
You never stop me cause you movin too slow
And we not the motherfuckers that you thinkin you know
It ain't the dollars it's the principle of it so love it or leave it
Forever hardcore, so you better believe it
In all black, full metal jackets that make you move back
Move units the same way i used to move crack
You never stop me cause you movin too slow
And we not the motherfuckers that you thinkin you know
[xzibit]
Yeah, yeah, most of the time i'm totin a nine
In my waistline or behind this close to my spine
I write these, negative fines, and heat for lines
Last seen in a black trenchcoat, at columbine
Peep the design, make your remains hard to find
I ain't afraid to exchange fire, just cross this line
Most niggaz got guns but still don't know how to aim right
I remain tight, sleep in a coffin, avoidin daylight
[chorus]
[king tee]
We sit upon a plateau, with guns and cash flow
Sadaam and castro, terror to the last blow
I mash dough and half these cats you a
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i wanna speak to you motherfuckers for a minute
Yea thanks for the lighter
Anybody smoke here?
Aight, thats more for me you punk
Motherfuckers
Look, check it out, look
[verse 1]
Everybody, he was born to hustle
It's a very thin line between the boss
And the muscle
We foot soldiers
Face first in the trenches
Only time i'm on my back is fucking these
Hoes and weight bitches
Hell's kitchen, raw kitchen
Never crying and bitching and settling
For less
Metal in your chest, take a final breath
Revolutionary
It's x-man the mercenary
Carry a .44 desert eagle
Feeding the people even if it aint legal
Low-riding in the regal or the cadillac
Money stacked probably give yo ass a
Heart attack
Purchased your last cd i want my money
Back
You see the battle ima see you in the
Street
Survival of the first to draw the heaters
And the cannons
Im guaranteed to be the last man standing
[chorus 2x]
Crack a bottle for your hard time
It's dedicated to my soldiers on the
Front line
This one's for all of us
Thinking bout your casualties
Learn from mistakes, protect your family
Cause its the year 2000
[verse 2]
Everybody wannabe king
Fuck everything
All this shit is bout to me mine
I hear it all the time
Live your life for the day
Easier to burn than papier-mache
Started with dre
Graduate to radioplay
I still ain't satisfied
Bout to blast off worldwide
Get in line check the politics
Ever wonder why only certain
Motherfuckers get rich
Ain't this a bitch
Barely can eat, barely can pee
I dedicate my life to the street
It's not for you if your stomach is weak
Relax with dead bodies covered with sheets
Thats
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You are now tuned in to the golden state
To all my niguhs on the streets and behind closed gates
Continue to maintain daily and carry the weight
And all my folks on the outside continue to rise
Finally released to the rest of the nation, anticipation
Was killin' me, my niguh flex said niguhs is feelin' me
Larger than life baby with crazy respect
You know these alkaholik niguhs guaranteed to get you wet
Don't sweat the technique cause i was put on the street
To delete the weak minded, if you've got beef then grind it
Most niggaz is blinded by the glamour and glitz
But i don't fuck with that shit
Your only dope was your last hit
Constantly lit up from the place where we hit 'em
In the wrong hair dresser have you leavin' in an ambulance stretcher
Xzibit heard a thousand strikes
I give a fuck about five mics, and kerosine lights
All i need is my royalty checks my ice cold becks
So bitch you dig ruff sex with funkmaster flex
Bringin' it live from my tape deck from n.y.c.
To the we.s.t. switch the x to the z
You are now tuned in to the golden state
To all my niggaz on the streets and behind closed gates
Continue to maintain daily and carry the wieght
And all my folks on the outside continue to rise
"i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that
I ain't havin that, i ain't havin that" [redman]
[xzibit]
>from now till forever it's the likwit mc
X to the z, you get banned from tv
Fuckin wit me, likwit niggas l-a-c
Captivate, visually stimulate the whole country (what you see?)
In god we trust, but don't trust us
I'm ready to bust some lead in disgust
My homie tony touch said "relax, roll a dutch"
I'm on the grind like a clutch, bust ya, they never had this much
That'll take it to the streets, play the game never forfeit
This same time next year, we goin corporate
You can't force what don't fit
Your style is like a pistol wit no kick, you're weak and you don't hit
Bitches catch nuttin but dick, fuck the bs
Beat it to death, call triple seis, triz from ts
Yeah, hennesey for everbody in my empire
Enemies get kennedy-ed in my line of fire
[tash]
Tash swings like mark mcgwire, x swings like sammy sosa
These guns up in my hoslter got me on the wanted poster
Runnin from the law, tryin to stay low-key
Old e and d&d lace the 50 mc
Then it's back to lax, rough beats and concepts
They know they can't smoke me so they send me bomb threats
I'm rough like sex wit my ex
Tash beat the pussy up for old times sake, and then he just
Dash to cassettes, i hold the vinyl title
Xzibit holds it down wit the rifle
I'm runnin wit the trifle, la tell these thugs
That new york city don't need no bloods (why?)
Cuz next comes the crips, that's when the city flips
Niggas dyin over colors when it's all about the chips
So read it off the lips of the alki bum-rusher
I'll fuck you up so bad tony wouldn't wanna touch ya
Yeah! ladies and gentleman
Broadcastin live to you and yours
It's mr. x to the z, xzibit
Yeah, bouncin, c'mon
The first day of the rest of my life
X stand behind the mic like walker cronkite
Y'all keep the spotlight, i'm keepin my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe and call it a night
This ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to
Teflon territory you just can't shoot through
You gon shoot who? (who?) not even on your best day
Rollin the wild west way, givin it up
Leavin the whole world stuck not givin a fuck
Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut
Hennesey and orange juice baby fill up a cup
Quick to grab mary jane by the butt and squeeze
Loosen up, let your hair down, and join the festivities
Overcrowd the house like lockdown facilities
Bitches be, quick to give me brains while the pistol range
Goin up and down my dick like the stock exchange
1 - (x) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(x) won't even say your own name when i come around
(x) stay on top but remain from the underground
(x) to the z and we all in the family
Repeat 1
Ever since xzibit could spit, been on some pimp shit
Approach every woman like a - potential mistress
Shine bright, make sure that x stay tight
Cause tonight i might meet my next ex-wife
Mr. big chief reefer, xzibit use his dick like a visa
I run it through and money come out
Runnin your mouth, i'll have somebody run in your house
Ravel your spouse and have a little fun on the couch
Now you know that it was bound to happen
I came to give you what you lackin
Whenever you hear them other niggaz rappin
Rockin chains, stadiums, paladiums, cracked craniums
My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium
Drop-top tinted on twenties
U
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(yea, yea yeah)
What, you don't want it, niggas liver than teen summit
The wild pitch, america's most drunk and blunted
Stick to fishes, black widows kick this vicious
Hot shit bitch, wild pitch
[jah skillz]
I'm the, funkalistic, rapper choke an instant
Got mixed wit, malibu rums and mistic
I'm a whole lot on it, yea just a smidget
Just cuz i live by the beach like ?gidget?
You must think i'm small time like that biz midget
Add three piece smart mouth like bitches
And you got me, jah killa jet ski ills
Take me to the edge like poppin pills
Straight up, no chase, hold up unless i'm bein followed
Never swallow anything unless it's from a bottle
And that's the whole truth, and nothin but the truth so help me god
By the powers invested upon my 5 footaz squad
You ain't ready, oh cuz you dress like psychadelli
You the gmc like chevy, i put a levy on yo cash flow
Just a little something to let yo ass know
Who to give 2 kind to when you pass go
Chorus [xzibit]
You dealin wit alumni criteria
The one's that throwin wild pitches in ya area
Strikin you out, sending you back to the dugout
We goin up to your microphones pullin the plug out
Superior, alumni criteria, we the mcs that you make you feel inferior
Throwin wild pitches, fuckin your riches and your bitches
Rasassination, jah skillz, and xzibit
[ras kass]
I ejaculate on blind justice wit the jury's se quested
And escape, run in a nigga's face like hannibal lector
The aqua-mati, my pen is penitentiary
Potenially plain paid for protocall pacific pro perfect cap pealer
Performing skull circumsitions, when i position the prism
Permiscuis wit other people's pussy ?pawn? wit the playa like big pun
Poisonous poet, i master &qu
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[dr. dre]
Back when cube - was rollin wit lorenzo in a benzo
I was bangin wit a gang of instrumentals
Got the pens and pencils, got down to business; but sometimes
The business end of this shit can turn your friends against you
But you was a real nigga, i could sense it in you
I still remember the window of the car that you went through
That's fucked up, but i'll never forget the shit we been through
And i'ma do whatever it takes to convince you
Cuz you my nigga doc, and eazy i'm still wit you
Fuck the beef, nigga i miss you, and that's just bein real wit you
You see the truth is
Everybody wanna know how close me and snoop is
And who i'm still cool wit
Then i got these fake-ass niggaz i first drew with
Claimin that they non-violent, talkin like they *voice sample*
Spit venom in interviews, speakin on reunions
Move units, then talk shit and we can do this
Until then - i ain't even speakin your name
Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same
Nigga, it ain't that i'm too big to listen to the rumors
It's just that i'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em
That's the difference
Chorus: phish (repeat 2x)
What's the difference between me and you?
You talk a good one - but you don't do what you supposed to do
I act on what i feel and never deal wit emotions
I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin
[xzibit]
Yo i stay wit it
While you try to perpetrate, play wit it
Never knew about the next level until dre did it (yeah)
I stay committed while you motherfuckers baby-sitted
I smash you critics like a overhand right from riddick
(yeah!) come and get it, shitted on villians by the millions
I be catchin bitches while bitches be catchin feelings
So what the fuck am
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Speaking:
And so it was written, and after all these things,
I saw another angel come down from heaven
Having great power and the eath was lighted with his glory
And he cried mightily with the strong voice saying "babylon the great has
Fallen,
It's fallen and has become the habitation of devils
And the home to every fowl spirit and a cage of very unclean and hateful men"
What you see is what you get now
Xzibit never wait around for kick downs, get my own shit, blowe
Shot heard around the world
Uplift, bench press, arm curl, keep the structure of the temple
To make things simple my existance is to ripple through time
Only concern is what is mine, divine, never monkey shine
Walkin' down the very thin line, holdin' wait, runnin' crazy in the streets,
Yeah
Plus the company i keep work in overtime
While you oversleep don't wanna see none of this evil i speak
Around on the atlas, cume la matra, the super actress
You all get close-lined and pinned the mattress
All day, every day, every which way
Who said to can't have your take, you need a tune (fuck you)
This is a hard time on planet earth
For what it's worth xzibit stand station without reabilitation like this
Pimps, players, hoes, hustlers, willes thugs, ballers, busters,
Gangstas, macks everyday, all day, shot callers, even high rollers keep it
Moving
What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
And no matter where i roam i feel right at home
What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
And no matter where i roam i feel right at home
And that's the real shit
Yeah, keep that
Huh.. what a mess
Yeah.. I see you (PRIMO!!)
Yeah.. I was blessed with some clarity right?
Uh-huh, hah.. I'ma sit back
Tell you niggaz what I been lookin at, huh
[Xzibit]
Y'all niggaz is killin me
You got Bloods and Crips in New York City, is anybody feelin me?
I ain't concerned with who gon' shoot who
I'm only concerned with music, and who break through
FUCK YOU, for thinkin platinum is the ultimate goal
These faggot niggaz gettin they money, but losin they soul
I don't wanna hear shit from you niggaz with no background
No backbones, you get no chance to back down
Deal how we deal witcha, peons, no chips
Changin whips out so they can look richer
I see the big picture, startin in the kitchen
with bricks and Pyrex pots, the widescreen edition
Listen, I seen niggaz hit with so much time loc
They have to die and come back three times to see them white folks
Take notes, cause you will be tested
Vested up, drunk as fuck, large caliber weapons
I feel you.. rap niggaz, fuckin it up
Monkey-mouthed muh'fuckers, spoilin the cut
For real niggaz in the street, really hustlin weight
See they networks and blueprints on hip-hop tapes
Johnny Law catchin on, soakin up the game
How you think they find the stash spots and follow the slang? STUPID
Grown men playin cops and robbers
Death for dollars, I'm too laid back to holla
[Chorus 2X: (scratched by DJ Premier)]
[X] What a mess..
"And Ruff up, the motherfuckin House" - GZA
"Hope y'all niggaz hearin this right"
"We.. we gon'.. we gon' gon' win"
[Xzibit]
Look at what we leavin behind
We back at square one, ridin, with nuttin to ride fo'
Dyin for nuttin worth dyin fo'
The blind lead the blind
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[xzibit]
Most niggaz get it confused right? huh
They think it's all chronic and palm trees out this muh'fucka
Bitches and bikinis, listen, huh
Some niggaz is better left alone
I place you underneath the very ground you walkin on
And ain't no children in this motherfucker, drop your tone
Ain't got no business even fuckin with no microphones
So yo it's me against the world, and ain't got shit to lose
My heavy artillery built to make the masses move
I carry tools that'll pick you up and out your shoes
Xzibit bringin new meanin to alcohol abuse
I wanna fall up in the spot where all the bitches at
Holdin somethin heavy to help you straighten out your back
A couple of drinks and i bend you over the kitchen sink
So what you think i owe you somethin bitch for fuckin me?
(bitch) get a grip, misery love company, check it
Xzibit show you the difference between real life and makin a record
Makin the moves and connections that you never expected
What good is money and the fame if you never respected?
Check it out
[chorus]
You know, who's runnin these fuckin streets
(you get involved, you gettin slapped with the heat nigga)
Don't be actin like your shit don't stink (c'mon)
Y'all ain't fuckin with x
You know, we roll so fuckin deep
(yeah round after round in the middle of the street niggaz)
Cause you're actin like your shit don't stink
[xzibit]
Yo, i ain't afraid of them fuckin invisible gats
You always bringin out in your raps
My shit'll quickly make you fold and collapse
My goal to strictly takin over the map, by any means
Hustle and make more tracks than a her-on fiend
Keep my enemies on a first name basis
And hate them niggaz like a skinhead racist
Chuck taylors and fat laces
S
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