1996, the disfunctional member of the alkohaliks family
It's xzibit, bring it live, one time, like this
Verse one
Sometimes i wonder if it's all worth my while
Xzibit stay versitile
With million dollar lifestyle
And i can feel it as a child growin' up
The niggaz that were real and the niggaz that were scared as fuck
That's why xzibit only roll with a chosen few
You ain't really real, i can tell when i look at you
So ease off the trigga talk, you ain't killin shit
It's not affecting me or the niggaz that i'm chillin with
I don't believe the hype or buy a woof ticket
Nigga you make a gang of noise and never seem like a cricket
I guess that's why we never kick it
A lot of niggaz are soft and get tossed tryin to fuck with the liquid
How many niggaz do you know like this?
Always claimin that they're riding but they really turn bitch
It don't make sense
Either you're a soldier from the start
Or an actor with a record deal tryin to play the part
Like dat
Chorus:
It's a shame
Niggaz in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Extra large (extra large)
It's a shame
Niggaz in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Paparazzi (2x)
Verse two
See i don't need no lights no cameras
Just action god dammit
Never no superstar
I'm more like a planet
So my composure is kept while others start to sweat
A merchant from the fog with my fucked up dialogue
Try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt
And niggaz you spent it on, would not give a fuck
Now that's deep, how deep, it's deeper than atlantis
Home of the scandalous
Big bad los angeles
Dangerous, vandelous
Yo, not to be trusted
So how the fuck is you ha
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Intro:
Interviewer:
If you saw you walking on a street and a
Black man were comin' torward you
What would you be feeling?
Scared man:
Just one single black man? (yeah)
I really don't fear that
You know but if it's a group i'm talking from age thirt
Even thirteen even younger than
Thirteen. yes i will walk across the street.
Interviewer:
Well let me ask you this...
Hook:
"i don't want niggas soundin' like me" -ghostface killah on 'shark niggas
(biters)'
"i don't want niggas soundin' like me knowhati'msayin'?" (x2)
Xzibit:
Yo we gettiin' restless me and d.o.g.s
Never pretendin' rather we sendin' a very clear message
Either you with me or against me punk hit 'em up
Provide housin' for these shrimp from the shells we dump
I'm makin' 'em bounce other niggas fail to bump
Til we takin' advantage of inflicting irreversable damage
It's the long awaited anticipated likwit mc
Bombin' first cause i feel it's better to give then receive
You better believe
Xzibit stays savage above the average
When niggas try to switch turn bitch for the cabbage
But see all that irrelevant it's like tryin' to turn a whore celibate
I dance with the devil for the hell of it
Burning down your lavish lanndscape on digital tape
Cause everything you rhymin' about is actually fake
So make room for the legitamate nasty inconsiderate
Thinkin' you rankin' top dollar but really counterfeit
Hook
Montageone:
Niggas we null and void i get swole like a keyloid
To overload your system with rhymes for millenniums
To shut down artists with beats the deep closure
Battlin' top rank for bank and exposure
So open up your doo
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Yo - who hold guns and rock ice bigger than life;
Got bitches throwin they drawers on stage - that ain't me!
I raise kids, push whips, piss an mc
Love money like i love my moms
Love my nigga com sense when he bang dents all up in they wallets
Wall to wall bullshit i got hardwood floors
Set sail for tour ever since eighty-nine
So y'all are fuckin the same hoes who used to be mine
[tash]
And i've been waitin three summers to rhyme longside my people
Rico, de la, inject you with the lethal
Dose of hop-hippin if you thought catash was slippin
Then put that drink down, you drunk off what you sippin
Catash put the dip in dip dive socialize
Fuck around with me and next you'll find yo' crib burglarized
[xzibit]
Yo you better recognize and try to analyze this
Hand over fist - how can a man act like a bitch?
Change and switch, snitch on his crew
Yo get rid of the niggaz before the same thing happen to you
[pos]
And they'll leave your ass sticky like glue
Blood leakin out, girls freakin out, motherfuckin cops tweakin out
Got you on your knees like a freak, jugglin deez nuts
Smugglin these cuts from s.c., you best be-
-lieve there's no web or leave a net
We done swallowed 40 bottles of threat, yo
Chorus: all together
What you know about my writes? (my writes)
What you know about what's weak, what's tight?
And what you know about an off night? (uhh)
What you know about niggaz frontin for the light?
And what you know about them gun fights? (gun fights)
Got a nigga duckin while them girls show fright
What you know about my writes? (my writes)
Ah what you know about my writes? (my writes)
[xzibit]
Yeah, yeah, look
I'm samson without delilah, the soul survivor
The drunk driver that rolls straight, t
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[Eminem]
This ain't beef man
I don't know what the fuck to call it
But no beef
Whattup X?
I float like big spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly
Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'd have my motherfuckin ass kicked by Moby
if I let some bitch in the Can like 'Bis cop over me
to do war, and try to bring my crew back down
I'll never stoop, to that level, to do that now
I got a new cat, this time I'm pullin two gats out
With bullets, I finally got somethin to shoot at now
[Xzibit]
Let's see who got they city on lock
Let's see who got the better aim with the glock
Let's see who come out on top
Let's see who REALLY want they name in the streets
Let's see who wanna die the same time as me
and make ends meet
Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse?
I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse
And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri
Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game
Heard you so long, you be up to get the pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name
[Xzibit]
Why do you hate me? (Hate me) I came from nothin
Blood sweat and tears, you did not create me
How can you doubt me? (Doubt me) You don't know shit about me
There'd be no West coast without me
Cut with the bullshit (Bullshit) I struggle for survival
And now you tryin to act like my rival?
Watch what you say partn
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Ok, alright, alright. You got me up? Is the Mic On?
Yeah. I pledge allegiance to the un-united streets of Los Angeles
Check this shit out, yeah yeah...Come on, Ha!
You thought I was about to start right there right?
Y'all motherfuckers turn this shit up, it's X to the motherfucking Z
Yeah...Ha, welcome to my planet..
[Verse 1]
Some things money just can't buy
From what I seen now that's a God damn lie
Been involved in some other shit, ran from the government
Landed the mother ship, thanks for the ride
My niggaz still bang like the wrath of Cain
Fast lane, smack ya bodyguard and take ya chain
And it's all in another day's work for me
I spit the truth, the truth gone set y'all free SO-
What's my anti-drug? Drugs!
Anti-drugs is when I can't get none, for fun
I drop flows, punk the punk rappers
Load clips for nines and clap with gun clappers
Listen, too many motherfucking cooks in ya kitchen
Missin' the most important part of life 'cause you bitchin'
Bitchin' so much you should tuck ya nuts
And dick between ya thighs and color your eyes
And wax your legs and buy some bras and thongs
And go crazy in the nightclub for sisqo's songs
You a hook motherfucker with the Jordache look
Bring lead with ya heat so the beef can cook
[Chorus: Xzibit]
Who's sticking to the script like pistol grip?
Xzibit, tradition of X-cellence
Hit 'em up, this westside G.S.B
Openbar all night drinks for free
Victory 'cause we make history
niggaz actually have the audacity
We the shit from the get and we set to win
Straight hard on a bitch y'all sensitive
[singing]
My life, my world, X to the Z
The streets done took so much from me
Fuck what you heard this is realityyyyy
I close my eyes
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[Chorus]
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did (Hey!)
MOTHAFUCKA!
[Xzibit]
Hey Baby, Sexy Lady (Hey!)
You Make Them Pants Look Crazy (Woo!)
I Know You Schemin
Have You Leavin'
Screamin' "Fuck You, Pay Me!"
LA Got Tons Of Dameies,
Thats Quick To Have That Baby
And That Try To Squeeze You
For Every Penny That You Thought Of Makin'
These Streets Is Fuckin' Viscious
Can't Make The Wrong Decisions
They Have You Shot Up
And Shot Up, Caught Up Behind Some Bitches
Handle Your Business Homie
Cause Ain't No Homies In Business
So Many People In This Business
Be So Fuckin' Phony
I See Right Through Them Traps
These Niggaz Run Their Yaps
But When It Really Cracked
Them Pussy Niggaz Runnin Laps
I Clap Em In They Tracks
My Paper Come In Stacks
And Stacks Of Rubberbands
Thicker Than A Paperback
Just Let The Henny Flow
Go Where You Wanna Go
My Party Heavyset,
Ready Set Baby Here We Go
Its Not A Fuckin Game,
You Know my Fuckin Name
I'm Number One,
With A Motherfuckin Bullet MAN!
[Chorus]
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did
MOTHAFUCKA!
[Xzibit]
My Soldiers Go With Missiles
Gauges, Grenades, And Pistols
Picture On The Front Of The Paper
Dyin' To Press The Issue
My Soldiers Gettin' At You
Full Clip Is Spitting At You
You Duck and Stuck In Position
Just Like A Fuckin' Statue
Nigga Im Quarterbackin
We Got It Fully Crackin' And Poppin'
And Showin No Signs
Of Stopin With Options
Fuck The Industry
Derive Energy
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[Xzibit]
I've beeeeen this way and I can't stop (ah)
Hands on the ball and I won't drop (no)
Half-assed rhymes that you can't watch (no)
It ain't cause I want to it's cause I got-ta
Get it Crip while the gettin is good
before the game is 10% skill and 90% Hollywood
I don't need that, I don't believe that
E'rybody gon' get hurt, if I do dirt
I flirt with the idea of quittin' the game
Nah!! I'ma evolve continue to change
It take brains, balls and backbones to get it on
and keep it on, we keepin it movin, to each his own
So I spit about it, whatever I feel about it
I'm just bein real about it; X get hot nigga forget about it
Speech don't failllll me now
Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me down
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
(We) back on line (We) came to ride
(We) deal (We) stack (We) multiply
(We) stay on the grind (Until) we die
And back for mo', cause we can't get enough
[Xzibit]
Above the rest, accept no less
Go ahead, check the game, be my guest
Somethin brand new and heavy to get off my chest
Win time after time 'til there ain't none left
Hardhat, punch the clock, back to work
I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to hurt
everybody and anybody who come to my party
like they ready to get roudy and touch somebody
Who's that nigga y'all came to see? "X!"
Often imitated, but cannot be, "X!"
What's next, collect respect like paychecks
Straight to the bank with my bitch and have safe sex
What do you believe in? I believe in
seizin the moment, livin and dyin to spit with a vengeance
Here for redemption - been around forever
Y'all cats were just too blind to listen
[Intro]
This for you (uh) there ain't one day that go by
where I don't think about you (yeah)
This for my mother, Rest In Peace (uh)
To you and yours (yeah) Ride with me (uh)
Come on
[Verse 1]
I know you watching me, guiding me
I know from up there it's like you watching 'Menace to Society'
Listen you was thirty-two I was only nine
But I've learned so much with so little time
Now I'm surrounded by the best of my kind
We put it all together, couldn't waist your pearls on Swine ma
You taught me better
You can't protect me or expect me to not struggle n fight
Cause see death is a part of life
What I wouldn't give for 1 more day wit you
One last embrace n face to face wit you
Explain everything that made me what I am a grown man
From the ground up with my own hands
Will I forget you? Neva
Down right angry sometimes that we ain't here together
You can feel your roots and see how strong we are
Who would've thought we could get this far, damn I miss you
[Chorus: Andre Wilson]
Even though I know it's been tough
I can't stress enough no matter what - mama I love you
You've always been there by my side
You've taught the wrong from the right - mama I love you
[Verse 2]
Yesterday was you fifty-ninth birthday
Time flew missing you in the worst way
I still feel the same pain since the first day
You left through death on God's request
I can't complain through the year's mama I've been stressed
Through them bullets and the bad times I've been blessed
For the times that I fail but I tried my best
Able to do for my loved one's, real success
Your the source of my strength I was blessed with your gifts
Your insights, your wisdom, your penmanship
Fun n gam
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[xzibit]
Yeah..
Addicted to life, had to pay a heavy-ass price
Sacrifice worth waitin on the platinum and ice
I'm precise with the merchandise, came back like christ
To change the game, while y'all niggaz remain the same
Clear the lane, comin through like kobe, you can't hold me
You can't stop me, ever since i dropped "paparazzi"
I done watched the game unfold into some hideous shit
Like every idiot that can spit be droppin a hit
I transmit for the convicts, committed, never bullshitted
Shadowbox, detox, my own worse critic
It's like tryin to squeeze water from rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your clock with a glock
Sick of niggaz screamin they hot, but really they not
Beatin you all to the ground like six l.a. cops
Put your fist up in the air if you ever been shot
And lived to tell about it, never leavin home without it, c'mon
[chorus: butch cassidy]
There's no one out there, for us, to fear
I'll say it loud and clear..
Who can say they're close, to us
Speak now and you'll be brought, to tears
[king tee]
They probably saw me on the 91 east, gettin off on central
With the rag back, lookin like life's so simple
Tela take a loss, still floss, all bets
If trife can't cover the house, call x
Likwit crew brothers, blues brothers
Move somethin, make killers do somethin, f'real
The bitch-made often politic with the skill
Now shit's all twisted, unlisted
Guns fixed it, best not speak about the likwit
We gifted, twenty-four hours and still lifted
(*x*: bitch keep your vagina) we drunk and ain't interested
Bitches come a dime and a dove, we ain't trippin it
Standin at the bar, soft-styled in the cut
"ooh, boo wait, i think you had too much!"
Bi
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[Xzibit (Snoop)]
Out of a crowd, picking em out (and what?)
Digging em out to kicking em out (and what?)
Surviving the game is what it's about (and what?)
I'm running this bitch, you running your mouth (then what?)
If I keep dropping heat this hard (what?)
The fucking devil gonna be out of a jar (and what?)
Rakim conversation with God (what?)
I'm so hard with a quad in the prison yard
Magic Johnson need to run for mayor
Lil Kim sold me some pussy, but I aint pay her
You can, hate me now or hate me later
I'm a instigator, (what?) a instigator
It's the, MVPs and SUVs
We don't, take no shit, take yo shit
Leave a, hole in ya face size on Grand Canyon
Head between ya knees, prepare for crash landing
Hand 'em out is not my style
You done, fucked up now but dont look down
We too, high up fo yo bricks to get to
See the skid marks from the shit I've been through
How that sound?, smack me around
Like the national death, nah it's not goin down
Speak ya mind but watch yo mouth
You big sis but no dollars, so that dont count (nigga!)
[Hook 1 - Xzibit (Dr Dre)]
Who wanna get involved with us?
Break down bitches, ball with us
Hit a couple of corners, crawl with us
No matter how you bust, you aint hard as us
It's not, what you say, but how you spit it
It's not, what you got, but how you get it
Come on, Golden State done finally did it
(What made y'all think y'all could fuck wit Xzibit?)
[Hook 2 - Snoop Dogg x2]
Lights, camera, action, show-time
We bust shit back in no time
Yo kind cant fuck with my kind
You must be losin' yo mind
[Xzibit]
Lift off a mark, inhale exhaust
Can never come off soft, I cover the cost
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