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Australia
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For at least 40,000 years before European settlement in the late 18th century, Australia was inhabited by indigenous Australians, who belonged to one or more of roughly 250 language groups. After discovery by Dutch explorers in 1606, Australia's eastern half was claimed by Great Britain in 1770 and settled through penal transportation to the colony of New South Wales from 26 January 1788. The population grew steadily in subsequent decades; the continent was explored and an additional five self-governing Crown Colonies were established.
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California
California (pronounced
i/kælɨˈfɔrnjə/) is a state located on the West Coast of the United States. It is by far the most populous U.S. state, and the third most extensive (after Alaska and Texas). It is home to the nation's second- and sixth-largest census statistical areas (Los Angeles Metropolitan Area and San Francisco Bay Area), and eight of the nation's fifty most populated cities (Los Angeles, San Diego, San Jose, San Francisco, Fresno, Sacramento, Long Beach and Oakland). The capital city is Sacramento.
California's diverse geography ranges from the Pacific Coast in the west, to the Sierra Nevada mountains in the east – from the Redwood–Douglas-fir forests of the northwest, to the Mojave Desert areas in the southeast. The center of the state is dominated by Central Valley, a major agricultural area. California contains both the highest and lowest points in the contiguous United States (Mount Whitney and Death Valley), and has the third-longest coastline of all states (after Alaska and Florida). Earthquakes are a common occurrence due to the state's location along the Pacific Ring of Fire: about 37,000 are recorded annually.
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Canada
Canada ( /ˈkænədə/) is a North American country consisting of ten provinces and three territories. Located in the northern part of the continent, it extends from the Atlantic Ocean in the east to the Pacific Ocean in the west, and northward into the Arctic Ocean. Spanning over 9,900,000 km2 (3,800,000 sq mi), Canada is the world's second-largest country by total area, and its common border with the United States is the longest land border in the world.
The land that is now Canada has been inhabited for millennia by various Aboriginal peoples. Beginning in the late 15th century, British and French colonial expeditions explored, and later settled, along the region's Atlantic coast. France ceded nearly all of its colonies in North America in 1763 after the Seven Years' War. In 1867, with the union of three British North American colonies through Confederation, Canada was formed as a federal dominion of four provinces. This began an accretion of provinces and territories and a process of increasing autonomy; the Canada Act 1982 severed the vestiges of legal dependence on Britain.
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Detroit ( /diˈtrɔɪt/) is the largest city in the U.S. state of Michigan, and the seat of Wayne County. It is the major city among the primary cultural, financial, and transportation centers in the Metro Detroit area, a region of 5.2 million people, and serves as a major port on the Detroit River connecting the Great Lakes system to the Saint Lawrence Seaway. It was founded on July 24, 1701, by the French explorer, adventurer, and nobleman Antoine de la Mothe, sieur de Cadillac.
In 2010, the city had a population of 713,777 and ranked as the 18th most populous city in the United States. The name Detroit sometimes refers to the Metro Detroit area with a population of 4,296,250 for the six-county Metropolitan Statistical Area, the United States' eleventh-largest, and a population of 5,218,852 for the nine-county Combined Statistical Area as of the 2010 Census. The Detroit–Windsor area, a critical commercial link straddling the Canada–U.S. border, has a total population of about 5,700,000.
Known as the world's traditional automotive center, "Detroit" is a metonym for the American automobile industry and an important source of popular music legacies celebrated by the city's two familiar nicknames, the Motor City and Motown. Other nicknames arose in the 20th century, including City of Champions beginning in the 1930s for its successes in individual and team sport,The D, D-Town, Hockeytown (a trademark owned by the city's NHL club, the Red Wings), Rock City (after the Kiss song "Detroit Rock City"), and The 313 (its telephone area code) Detroit became known as the "great arsenal of democracy" for its support of the U.S. role among the Allied powers during World War II.
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Eminem
Marshall Bruce Mathers III (born October 17, 1972), better known by his stage name Eminem (often stylized as EMINƎM) and by his alter ego Slim Shady, is an American rapper, record producer, songwriter and actor. Eminem's popularity brought his group, D12, to mainstream recognition. As well as being a member of D12, Eminem is also one half of the hip hop duo Bad Meets Evil, with Royce da 5'9". Eminem is one of the best-selling artists in the world and is the best selling artist of the 2000s. He has been listed and ranked as one of the greatest artists of all time by many magazines including the Rolling Stone magazine which has ranked him 82nd on its list of The 100 Greatest Artists of All Time. The same magazine has declared him The King of Hip Hop. Including his work with D12 and Bad Meets Evil, Eminem has achieved ten number-one albums on the Billboard 200. He has sold more than 42 million tracks and 41 million albums in the United States, and nearly 90 million albums worldwide.
Eminem quickly gained popularity in 1999 with his major-label debut album, The Slim Shady LP. That first album, The Marshall Mathers LP and his third major album, The Eminem Show, all won Grammy Awards, making Eminem the first artist to win Best Rap Album for three consecutive LPs. The Marshall Mathers LP is also considered one of Eminem's best and most successful albums. Eminem then went on hiatus after touring in 2005. He released his first album since 2004's Encore, titled Relapse, on May 15, 2009. In 2010, Eminem released his seventh studio album Recovery, which was an international success. Recovery was also named the best selling album worldwide of 2010 joining The Eminem Show, which was the best seller of 2002. Eminem won Grammy Awards for both Relapse and Recovery, giving him a total of 13 Grammys in his career. Eminem has named Masta Ace, Big Daddy Kane, Newcleus, the Beastie Boys, Dr. Dre, Tupac Shakur, AZ, Nas, and Ice-T amongst others as his influences.
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Germany
Germany (i/ˈdʒɜrməni/), officially the Federal Republic of Germany (German: Bundesrepublik Deutschland, pronounced [ˈbʊndəsʁepuˌbliːk ˈdɔʏtʃlant] (
listen)), is a federal parliamentary republic in Europe. The country consists of 16 states while the capital and largest city is Berlin. Germany covers an area of 357,021 km2 and has a largely temperate seasonal climate. With 81.8 million inhabitants, it is the most populous member state and the largest economy in the European Union. It is one of the major political powers of the European continent and a technological leader in many fields.
A region named Germania, inhabited by several Germanic peoples, was documented before AD 100. During the Migration Period, the Germanic tribes expanded southward, and established successor kingdoms throughout much of Europe. Beginning in the 10th century, German territories formed a central part of the Holy Roman Empire. During the 16th century, northern German regions became the centre of the Protestant Reformation while southern and western parts remained dominated by Roman Catholic denominations, with the two factions clashing in the Thirty Years' War, marking the beginning of the Catholic–Protestant divide that has characterized German society ever since. Occupied during the Napoleonic Wars, the rise of Pan-Germanism inside the German Confederation resulted in the unification of most of the German states into the German Empire in 1871 which was Prussian dominated. After the German Revolution of 1918–1919 and the subsequent military surrender in World War I, the Empire was replaced by the Weimar Republic in 1918, and partitioned in the Treaty of Versailles. Amidst the Great Depression, the Third Reich was proclaimed in 1933. The latter period was marked by Fascism and World War II. After 1945, Germany was divided by allied occupation, and evolved into two states, East Germany and West Germany. In 1990 Germany was reunified.
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Los Angeles (
i/lɒs ˈændʒələs/ loss-AN-jə-ləs; Spanish: [los ˈaŋxeles], which is written Los Ángeles; British pronounciation /lɒs ˈændʒəliːz/ loss-AN-jə-leez) with a population at the 2010 United States Census of 3,792,621, is the most populous city in the state of California, and the second most populous in the United States, after New York City. It has an area of 468.67 square miles (1,213.8 km2), and is located in Southern California. Often known by its initials L.A., the city is the focal point of the larger Los Angeles-Long Beach-Santa Ana metropolitan statistical area and Greater Los Angeles Area region, which contain 12,828,837 and nearly 18 million people respectively as of 2010, making it one of the most populous metropolitan areas in the world and the second largest in the United States. Los Angeles is also the seat of Los Angeles County, the most populated and one of the most ethnically diverse counties in the United States, while the entire Los Angeles area itself has been recognized as the most diverse of the nation's largest cities. The city's inhabitants are referred to as "Angelenos".
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Miami
Miami ( /maɪˈæmi/ or /maɪˈæmə/) is a city located on the Atlantic coast in southeastern Florida and the county seat of Miami-Dade County, the most populous county in Florida and the eighth-most populous county in the United States with a population of 2,500,625. The 42nd largest city proper in the United States, with a population of 408,568, it is the principal, central, and most populous city of the South Florida metropolitan area, and the most populous metropolis in the Southeastern United States. According to the US Census Bureau, Miami's metro area is the seventh most populous and fifth-largest urban area in the United States, with a population of around 5.5 million.
Miami is a major center and a leader in finance, commerce, culture, media, entertainment, the arts, and international trade. In 2010, Miami was classified as a Alpha- World City in the World Cities Study Group’s inventory. In 2010, Miami ranked seventh in the United States in terms of finance, commerce, culture, entertainment, fashion, education, and other sectors. It ranked thirty-third among global cities. In 2008, Forbes magazine ranked Miami "America's Cleanest City", for its year-round good air quality, vast green spaces, clean drinking water, clean streets and city-wide recycling programs. According to a 2009 UBS study of 73 world cities, Miami was ranked as the richest city in the United States, and the world's fifth-richest city in terms of purchasing power. Miami is nicknamed the "Capital of Latin America", is the 2nd largest U.S. city (after El Paso) with a Spanish-speaking majority, and the largest city with a Cuban-American plurality.
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Michigan
Michigan (i/ˈmɪʃɨɡən/) is a state located in the Great Lakes region of the Midwestern United States. The name Michigan is the French form of the Ojibwa word mishigamaa, meaning "large water" or "large lake". Michigan is the 8th most populous of the 50 United States, with the 11th most extensive total area. Its capital is Lansing, and the largest city is Detroit. Michigan was admitted into the Union on January 26, 1837 as the 26th state.
Michigan has the longest freshwater coastline of any political subdivision in the world, being bounded by four of the five Great Lakes, plus Lake Saint Clair. Michigan is one of the leading U.S. states for recreational boating. The state has 64,980 inland lakes and ponds. A person in the state is never more than six miles (9.7 km) from a natural water source or more than 85 miles (137 km) from a Great Lakes shoreline. It is the largest state by total area east of the Mississippi River.
Michigan is the only state to consist of two peninsulas. The Lower Peninsula, to which the name Michigan was originally applied, is often noted to be shaped like a mitten. The Upper Peninsula (often referred to as "the U.P.") is separated from the Lower Peninsula by the Straits of Mackinac, a five-mile (8 km) channel that joins Lake Huron to Lake Michigan. The two peninsulas are connected by the Mackinac Bridge. The Upper Peninsula is economically important due to its status as a tourist destination. There is also a variety of natural resources to be found there, including a sizable amount of iron ore.
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Rome
Rome (/ˈroʊm/; Italian: Roma pronounced [ˈroːma] ( listen); Latin: Rōma) is a city and special comune ("Roma Capitale") in Italy. Rome is the capital of Italy and the capital of Lazio (Latin: Latium). With 2.8 million residents in 1,285.3 km2 (496.3 sq mi), it is also the country's largest and most populated comune and fourth-most populous city in the European Union by population within city limits. Between 3.2 and 3.7 million people live in the Rome metropolitan area. The city is located in the central-western portion of the Italian Peninsula, on the Tiber River within the Lazio region of Italy.
Rome's history spans two and a half thousand years. It was the capital city of the Roman Kingdom, the Roman Republic and the Roman Empire, which was the dominant power in Western Europe and the lands bordering the Mediterranean for over seven hundred years from the 1st century BC until the 7th century AD and the city is regarded as one of the birthplaces of western civilization. Since the 1st century AD Rome has been the seat of the Papacy and, after the end of Byzantine domination, in the 8th century it became the capital of the Papal States, which lasted until 1870. In 1871 Rome became the capital of the Kingdom of Italy, and in 1946 that of the Italian Republic.
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United Kingdom
The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland (commonly known as the United Kingdom, the UK, or Britain) is a sovereign state located off the north-western coast of continental Europe. The country includes the island of Great Britain, the north-eastern part of the island of Ireland and many smaller islands. Northern Ireland is the only part of the UK that shares a land border with another sovereign state—the Republic of Ireland. Apart from this land border the UK is surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean, the North Sea, the English Channel and the Irish Sea.
The United Kingdom is a unitary state governed under a constitutional monarchy and a parliamentary system, with its seat of government in the capital city of London. It is a country in its own right and consists of four countries: England, Northern Ireland, Scotland and Wales. There are three devolved administrations, each with varying powers, based in Belfast, Edinburgh and Cardiff, the capitals of Northern Ireland, Scotland, and Wales. Associated with the UK, but not constitutionally part of it, are three Crown Dependencies. The United Kingdom has fourteen overseas territories. These are remnants of the British Empire which, at its height in 1922, encompassed almost a quarter of the world's land surface and was the largest empire in history. British influence can still be observed in the language, culture and legal systems of many of its former territories.
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United States
The United States of America (commonly abbreviated to the United States, the U.S., the USA, America, and the States) is a federal constitutional republic comprising fifty states and a federal district. The country is situated mostly in central North America, where its forty-eight contiguous states and Washington, D.C., the capital district, lie between the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans, bordered by Canada to the north and Mexico to the south. The state of Alaska is in the northwest of the continent, with Canada to the east and Russia to the west, across the Bering Strait. The state of Hawaii is an archipelago in the mid-Pacific. The country also possesses several territories in the Pacific and Caribbean.
At 3.79 million square miles (9.83 million km2) and with over 312 million people, the United States is the third or fourth largest country by total area, and the third largest by both land area and population. It is one of the world's most ethnically diverse and multicultural nations, the product of large-scale immigration from many countries. The U.S. economy is the world's largest national economy, with an estimated 2011 GDP of $15.1 trillion (22% of nominal global GDP and over 19% of global GDP at purchasing-power parity). Per capita income is the world's sixth-highest.
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50 Cent
Curtis James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975), better known by his stage name 50 Cent, is an American rapper, entrepreneur, investor, record producer, and actor. He rose to fame with the release of his albums Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003) and The Massacre (2005). His album Get Rich or Die Tryin' has been certified eight times platinum by the RIAA.
Born in the South Jamaica of Queens, New York City, Jackson began drug dealing at the age of twelve during the 1980s crack epidemic. After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he was shot at and struck by nine bullets during an incident in 2000. After releasing his album Guess Who's Back? in 2002, Jackson was discovered by rapper Eminem and signed to Interscope Records. With the help of Eminem and Dr. Dre, who produced his first major commercial successes, Jackson became one of the world's highest selling rappers. In 2003, he founded the record label G-Unit Records, which signed several successful rappers such as Young Buck, Lloyd Banks, and Tony Yayo.
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Adil Omar
Adil Omar (born May 17, 1991) is a rapper and singer-songwriter from Islamabad, Pakistan. He has also collaborated with mainstream artists such as Cypress Hill, Xzibit, Everlast, Kool G Rap, DJ Lethal of House of Pain and Limp Bizkit and Penn Jillette of Penn & Teller among others. He is currently working on his debut album, The Mushroom Cloud Effect, for a 2012 release and has been featured extensively in various press outlets such as Associated Press, BBC, The New York Times, The Washington Post, Huffington Post and more.
Omar was born on May 17, 1991 in London, England but spent his entire childhood growing up in Islamabad. His mother is a writer and part time television host and his father was a businessman. His great grandfather, Zafar Omar is credited to be the first Urdu detective novelist for writing the book "Neeli Chathri".
Omar experienced the loss of his father to alcoholism at 10 and his mother had a near-death experience with encephalitis the same year, suffering from amnesia in the early part of her recovery, leaving her with epilepsy. He is also a high school drop out.
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Alice Cooper
Alice Cooper (born Vincent Damon Furnier; February 4, 1948) is an American rock singer, songwriter, and musician whose career spans more than four decades. With a stage show that features guillotines, electric chairs, fake blood, boa constrictors, and baby dolls, Cooper has drawn equally from horror movies, vaudeville, and garage rock to pioneer a grandly theatrical and violent brand of heavy metal designed to shock.
Originating in Detroit in the late 1960s, Alice Cooper was originally a band consisting of Furnier on vocals and harmonica, lead guitarist Glen Buxton, Michael Bruce on rhythm guitar, Dennis Dunaway on bass guitar, and drummer Neal Smith. The original Alice Cooper band broke into the international music mainstream with the 1971 hit "I'm Eighteen" from the album Love It to Death, which was followed by the even bigger single "School's Out" in 1972. The band reached their commercial peak with the 1973 album Billion Dollar Babies.
Furnier's solo career as Alice Cooper, adopting the band's name as his own name, began with the 1975 concept album Welcome to My Nightmare; in 2011 he released Welcome 2 My Nightmare, his 19th album as a solo artist, and his 26th album in total. Expanding from his Detroit rock roots, in his career Cooper has experimented with a number of musical styles, including conceptual rock, art rock, hard rock, New Wave, pop rock, experimental rock and industrial rock.
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Bliss N Eso
Bliss n Eso are an ARIA Award-winning Australian hip hop band based in Sydney, and were originally known as Bliss N' Esoterikizm for their debut EP The Arrival. Bliss N Eso are currently signed to Melbourne record label Illusive Sounds, and are managed and booked by label co-founders Adam Jankie and Matt Gudinski.
The trio, American MC Bliss (Jonathan Notley), Australian MC Eso (Max MacKinnon) and DJ Izm (Tarik Ejjamai) of Moroccan heritage, have been friends (and have rapped together) since high school. Notley moved to Australia in 1992 when he was thirteen and met MacKinnon at the Glenaeon Steiner School in Sydney.
"When I got to Australia, I met Eso (MacKinnon) and he was the only guy at my school into hip-hop. It was so scarce you'd be lucky to find a hip-hop record in a store let alone a whole section." - Jonathan "Bliss" Notley
"Back then hip hop was basically non-existent; there was no urban or hip-hop section in the CD stores. You'd be lucky to find a couple of albums like a Public Enemy album or something if you went to the CD stores. So I guess that's one of the reasons why Max, who's Eso, and I kinda bonded at high school, I think, because he was really the only other guy in the school who was into hip-hop." - Jonathan "Bliss" Notley
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Busta Rhymes
Trevor Tahiem Smith, Jr., (born May 20, 1972), better known by his stage name Busta Rhymes, is an American rapper, producer and actor. Chuck D of Public Enemy gave him the alias Busta Rhymes after NFL wide receiver George "Buster" Rhymes. Early in his career, he was known for his wild style and fashion, and today is best known for his intricate rapping technique, which involves rapping at a fast rate with lots of internal rhyme and half rhyme, and to date has received eleven Grammy nominations for his musical work. About.com included him on its list of the 50 Greatest MCs of Our Time (1987–2007), while Steve Huey of Allmusic called him one of the best and most prolific rappers of the '90s.
Busta was born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, New York, and grew up in Flatbush, Brooklyn, to Jamaican parents Geraldine Green and Trevor Smith, Sr. in 1972. Smith attended George Westinghouse Career and Technical Education High School, alongside Jay-Z, DMX and The Notorious B.I.G. He went to Uniondale High School on Long Island, graduating in 1990.
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Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill is an American hip hop group from South Gate, California. Cypress Hill was the first Cuban-American/Latino hip hop group to have platinum and multi-platinum albums, selling over 18 million albums worldwide. It is one of the most well-known groups in West Coast rap and was critically acclaimed for their first two groundbreaking albums.
Senen Reyes (also known as Sen Dog) and Ulpiano Sergio Reyes (also known as Mellow Man Ace) are brothers who initially lived in South Gate, California. In 1971, their family had immigrated to the United States, settling in the Los Angeles neighborhood of South Gate. In 1988, the two brothers teamed up with Lawrence Muggerud (also known as DJ Muggs) and Louis Freese (also known as B-Real) to form a hip-hop group named DVX (Devastating Vocal Excellence). The band soon lost Mellow Man Ace to a solo career, and changed their name to Cypress Hill, after a street in South Gate.
After recording a demo in 1989, Cypress Hill signed a record deal with the major label, Columbia Records. Their self-titled first album was released in August 1991. The lead single was the double A-side "The Phuncky Feel One"/"How I Could Just Kill a Man" which received heavy airplay on urban and college radio. The other two singles released from the album were "Hand on the Pump" and "Latin Lingo", the latter of which combined English and Spanish lyrics. The success of these singles led to the album selling two million copies in the US alone. The group made their first appearance at Lollapalooza on the side stage in 1992.
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Daniel Kucan
Daniel Charles Kucan (born October 16, 1970) is a carpenter, artist, interior designer, actor, and television personality (previously with co-hosts Michael Moloney and Tanya McQueen) on the Emmy Award-winning TV series Extreme Makeover: Home Edition.
Kucan was born and raised in Las Vegas, Nevada, and then attended New York University. He has two older brothers, Michael and Joseph. His parents, Ken and Genevieve, worked as public school teachers. He began acting in community and semi-professional theater at the age of 7 and was a member of a theater training conservatory from then until he graduated at the age of 18. After NYU, he toured Japan with a circus type show based on the movies of George Lucas. After which, he returned to New York and worked as a performer until 1999, when he moved to Los Angeles.
After graduating, Kucan moved back to California and became the lead designer for Hollywood's Mortise and Tenon and founded the Raw City Home Lounge design team.
From 2005-2006, Daniel was the resident carpenter on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, and was known for building in recycled and renewable materials, often resulting in unique compositions of off-beat character.
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Defari
Duane Johnson, Jr., also known as Defari, is a West Coast hip hop artist. Primarily, he is a solo artist, additionally he is a member of the Likwit Junkies, a rap duo with DJ Babu of Dilated Peoples. He was born at UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles, California. He attended the University of California, Berkeley. He began DJing as a young kid in 1982. He was more focused on emceeing, and by 1995, released his first single "Bionic" on Oakland based ABB Records. With the help of E-Swift of Tha Alkaholiks, by 1999, Defari recorded his first album, released on Tommy Boy/Warner Bros. Records.
Defari taught world history and geography at Inglewood High School in Inglewood, California, and holds a bachelor's degree from the University of California, Berkeley. and a master's degree from Columbia University in New York City.
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Didiayer Snyder
Didiayer Snyder (born 9 March 1975 in Elizabeth, South Australia) is an Australian model, television personality, philanthropist, interior designer, carpenter, home inspector, motivational speaker, and author. She is well known for her roles on the ABC Network program Extreme Makeover: Home Edition and Amazing Vacation Homes on the Travel Channel.
Didiayer joined the Emmy Award winning hit show, Clean House in its seventh season in January of 2011. Snyder transformed self proclaimed hoards homes into clean, safe and livable. Known for her "budget conscious designs" Didiayer wasn't shy in the use of color and creativity.
Due to the success Snyder brought to Clean House episodes, Didiayer was asked to take on the biggest design challenge by making over the Messiest Home in the Country for the Emmy Award Winning program on the Style Network.
Didiayer became the face of MGM Resorts travel and leisure program MLifeTV in 2011. The program in based in Las Vegas and seen by over 10 million viewers worldwide. The show can be seen in the MGM Resorts International hotel rooms as well as on the companies YouTube channel - MLifeTV. Snyder visits all of the MGM group hotels and restaurants.
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DJ Quik
David Marvin Blake (born January 18, 1970), better known by his stage name DJ Quik, is an MC and record producer. According to Quik himself, his stage name reflects his ability to produce records in short time.
Blake has written, produced, and remixed music for many artists. He has conducted many songs for many mainstream artists.
Blake was born on January 18, 1970 in Compton, California. He was chiefly inspired by funk and soul artists, such as Roger Troutman (who even taught him the use of the talkbox, which became a trademark for Quik's sound throughout his career) and George Clinton. Out of respect for his beloved friend, Roger Troutman, he retired the talkbox. David's love for music began at 2, as his mother had an extensive record collection. By age 12 he was already playing instruments, and by the age of 21, he was a platinum-selling artist.
He began selling homemade mixtapes (notably The Red Tape, 1987) after he received a turntable for his 9th grade graduation. He then began doing shows DJing around Southern California, many of which ended in rival gang related altercations. In the 11th grade, Quik dropped out of high school. For a period of about three years he was homeless after his mother lost her home, due to foreclosure. He would later go on to say that after his success in the rap world many of his family members "popped up".
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Dudley Perkins
Dudley Perkins is an American rapper and singer from Oxnard, California. He has released records on Stones Throw Records under his own name and the alias of Declaime.
His first two albums under the name of Dudley Perkins, A Lil' Light and Expressions (2012 A.U.) were produced by Madlib. His upcoming album features production from Flying Lotus, Georgia Anne Muldrow, Portformat and Oh No. He has made frequent other collaborations with Georgia Anne Muldrow, releasing a collaborative album with her as G&D in 2007, and as Ms. One.
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Eminem
Marshall Bruce Mathers III (born October 17, 1972), better known by his stage name Eminem (often stylized as EMINƎM) and by his alter ego Slim Shady, is an American rapper, record producer, songwriter and actor. Eminem's popularity brought his group, D12, to mainstream recognition. As well as being a member of D12, Eminem is also one half of the hip hop duo Bad Meets Evil, with Royce da 5'9". Eminem is one of the best-selling artists in the world and is the best selling artist of the 2000s. He has been listed and ranked as one of the greatest artists of all time by many magazines including the Rolling Stone magazine which has ranked him 82nd on its list of The 100 Greatest Artists of All Time. The same magazine has declared him The King of Hip Hop. Including his work with D12 and Bad Meets Evil, Eminem has achieved ten number-one albums on the Billboard 200. He has sold more than 42 million tracks and 41 million albums in the United States, and nearly 90 million albums worldwide.
Eminem quickly gained popularity in 1999 with his major-label debut album, The Slim Shady LP. That first album, The Marshall Mathers LP and his third major album, The Eminem Show, all won Grammy Awards, making Eminem the first artist to win Best Rap Album for three consecutive LPs. The Marshall Mathers LP is also considered one of Eminem's best and most successful albums. Eminem then went on hiatus after touring in 2005. He released his first album since 2004's Encore, titled Relapse, on May 15, 2009. In 2010, Eminem released his seventh studio album Recovery, which was an international success. Recovery was also named the best selling album worldwide of 2010 joining The Eminem Show, which was the best seller of 2002. Eminem won Grammy Awards for both Relapse and Recovery, giving him a total of 13 Grammys in his career. Eminem has named Masta Ace, Big Daddy Kane, Newcleus, the Beastie Boys, Dr. Dre, Tupac Shakur, AZ, Nas, and Ice-T amongst others as his influences.
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Fredwreck
Farid Karam Nassar, better known as Fredwreck is a record producer from Los Angeles, California. He got his big break when he became a producer for Dr. Dre's newly founded Aftermath Records label, and went on to work with Snoop Dogg's record label Dogghouse Records (now Doggystyle Records) and became a known producer on Tha Dogg Pound-affiliated material. He has produced tracks from Kurupt's Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha and most of his next release, Space Boogie: Smoke Oddessey; both released during the period the rapper had left Death Row. He has also produced for other hip hop and pop artists such as Britney Spears, Kurupt, Eminem, Ice Cube, Westside Connection, Lil Kim, Hilary Duff, Xzibit, Nate Dogg, Everlast, Cypress Hill, 50 Cent, Justin Bieber, Mobb Deep, and The Doors, as well as non-US acts such as Qusai, Karl Wolf, Agnes Monica, Murder Eyez and Adil Omar.
The first child of Aida Kaileh and Karam Nassar, Fredwreck was born on June 23, 1972. His parents are Palestinians and ran away to the United States in 1967 from the Six-Day War. They had 2 more children, two sons, named Omar and Salam. Salam Wreck went on to DJ for D12, Obie Trice, and Eminem and produced music for DMX, 50 Cent, D12, and Proof.
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Ice Cube
O'Shea Jackson (born June 15, 1969), better known by his stage name Ice Cube, is an American rapper, record producer, actor, screenwriter, film producer, and director. He began his career as a member of the C.I.A. and later joined the rap group N.W.A. After leaving N.W.A in December 1989, he built a successful solo career in music, and also as a writer, director, actor and producer in cinema. Additionally, he has served as one of the producers of the Showtime television series Barbershop and the TBS series Are We There Yet?, both of which are based upon films in which he portrayed the lead character.
He was ranked #8 on MTV's list of the 10 Greatest MCs of All Time, while Snoop Dogg himself ranked Ice Cube as the greatest MC of all time.About.com ranked him #11 on its list of the "Top 50 Greatest MCs of Our Time."Allmusic has called him one of hip-hop's best and most controversial artists, as well as "one of rap's greatest storytellers."
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Jessica Simpson
Jessica Ann Simpson (born July 10, 1980) is an American recording artist, actress, television personality and fashion designer whose rise to fame began in 1999. Since that time, Simpson has achieved many recording milestones, starred in several television shows, movies and commercials, launched a line of hair and beauty products and designed fragrances, shoes and handbags for women. She has devoted time to philanthropic efforts including Operation Smile and a USO-hosted tour for troops stationed overseas. She started the Jessica Simpson Collection in 2005.
She has achieved seven Billboard Top 40 hits, three gold and two multi-platinum Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) certified studio albums, four of which have reached the top 10 on the US Billboard 200. She has sold 30 million albums worldwide. Simpson starred with her then-husband Nick Lachey in the MTV reality show Newlyweds: Nick and Jessica. She ventured into the country music market in 2008 and released Do You Know.
During the first part of 2010, Simpson released her second reality show on VH1 "The Price of Beauty." In October 2010 she released her first compilation album and last album under the label of Epic Records , with the name Playlist: The Very Best of Jessica Simpson. A month later she released her second Christmas album Happy Christmas under the label Primary Wave Records, owned by EMI.
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Keri Hilson
Keri Lynn Hilson (born December 5, 1982) is an American singer, songwriter and actress. She was born and raised in Decatur, Georgia, and spent most of her youth working with producer Anthony Dent, as a songwriter and background vocalist for several R&B and hip hop artists. By the age of 14, Hilson had secured a record deal with the girl group D'Signe, who later disbanded. She attended Emory University in Atlanta, while she continued writing songs for artists, including Britney Spears and Mary J. Blige, with the production and songwriting team, The Clutch. In 2006, Hilson signed with American rapper and producer Timbaland's record label, Mosley Music. Her breakthrough came the following year after appearing on Timbaland's single, "The Way I Are", which topped charts around the world.
Hilson's debut studio album, In a Perfect World..., was released in 2009, and debuted at number four on the US Billboard 200 chart, eventually being certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA). The album spawned the hit singles, "Knock You Down", "Turnin Me On" and "I Like". It also earned Hilson two Grammy Award nominations for Best New Artist and Best Rap/Sung Collaboration for "Knock You Down". Her second studio album, No Boys Allowed, was released in 2010 and was considerably less successful than its predecessor; however, it included the hit single, "Pretty Girl Rock". Hilson's achievements include a BET Award, MOBO Award, NAACP Image Award and two Soul Train Music Awards. Apart from her work in music, she has pursued a career in acting. Hilson made her acting debut in the romantic comedy film, Think Like a Man, in 2012.
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King T
Roger McBride, mostly known as King Tee (formerly known as King T), is an American West coast rapper from Compton, California.
Tee had been around the Los Angeles hip hop scene for many years alongside Ice T and Kid Frost and acted as a pioneer for the genre. In 1988 he made his debut with Act a Fool, considered a classic amongst west coast fans.
During his time with Capitol, Tee began mentoring a young trio of rappers called Tha Alkaholiks, or "Tha Liks," as well as their loosely affiliated collective called the Likwit Crew. The Likwits included Xzibit, who would later rise to fame and bring king Tee close to Compton producer Dr. Dre. Tha Liks put out their debut album under King Tee's guidance on Loud Records in 1993. Tee greatly influenced The Notorious B.I.G. with his deep voice, flow and rhyme style, which Big would at times imitate on his 1994 album Ready to Die. Tee later paid homage to Biggie on the track "6 In'a Moe'nin" on his album Thy Kingdom Come, using a similar setup to and vocal samples of Biggie's track "Somebody's Got to Die." Recently, Ice T confirmed in an interview that King Tee was B.I.G's favorite MC.
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King Tee
Roger McBride, mostly known as King Tee (formerly known as King T), is an American West coast rapper from Compton, California.
Tee had been around the Los Angeles hip hop scene for many years alongside Ice T and Kid Frost and acted as a pioneer for the genre. In 1988 he made his debut with Act a Fool, considered a classic amongst west coast fans.
During his time with Capitol, Tee began mentoring a young trio of rappers called Tha Alkaholiks, or "Tha Liks," as well as their loosely affiliated collective called the Likwit Crew. The Likwits included Xzibit, who would later rise to fame and bring king Tee close to Compton producer Dr. Dre. Tha Liks put out their debut album under King Tee's guidance on Loud Records in 1993. Tee greatly influenced The Notorious B.I.G. with his deep voice, flow and rhyme style, which Big would at times imitate on his 1994 album Ready to Die. Tee later paid homage to Biggie on the track "6 In'a Moe'nin" on his album Thy Kingdom Come, using a similar setup to and vocal samples of Biggie's track "Somebody's Got to Die." Recently, Ice T confirmed in an interview that King Tee was B.I.G's favorite MC.
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Kurupt
Ricardo Emmanuel Brown (born November 23, 1972), better known by his stage name Kurupt, also known as Kurupt Tha Kingpin, Kurupt Young Gotti or Young Gotstra is an American rapper and former Executive Vice President of Death Row Records. He is a member of the rap group Tha Dogg Pound, and is mostly known for his work with Death Row Records. He is also a member of the hip-hop supergroup The HRSMN.
Ricardo Emmanuel Brown was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania where he lived for a while. He also lived in East Orange, NJ with his mother, sister and younger brother. A suburb of Newark, East Orange is where he sharpened his emcee skills. He later moved to Hawthorne, California to live with his father Jomax Collins (Ah-Fook).
As a result, he has associated himself somewhat with Philadelphia and its rap scene, including Philly rappers such as Beanie Sigel; his first album, Kuruption!, was a double-disc that featured both east and west coast CDs. He is the cousin of rapper Redrum781, known from the Bloods & Crips Bangin' on Wax albums, and Damu Ridas.
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Leigh Anne Tuohy
Leigh Anne Tuohy (née Roberts) is an American interior designer. She is best known for being featured in Michael Lewis's 2006 book, The Blind Side: Evolution of a Game, and its 2009 feature film adaptation The Blind Side. In the film, Tuohy was portrayed by actress Sandra Bullock, who won the Academy Award for Best Actress for the performance.
Tuohy's father was a U.S. marshal. She graduated from Briarcrest Christian School in Memphis, Tennessee. In the early 80's, she graduated from University of Mississippi, where she became a member of Kappa Delta Sorority, cheerleader, and also met her future husband, Sean Tuohy, a basketball star for the Ole Miss Rebels.
Tuohy and her husband own over 85 fast food franchises including Taco Bell, Kentucky Fried Chicken, Pizza Hut, and Long John Silver's.
Tuohy is also an interior designer. In 2010, she was named one of three new design team members for ABC's Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, along with former The Bachelorette star Jillian Harris and rapper/actor/TV host Xzibit.
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Mack 10
Dedrick Rolison, (born August 9, 1971), better known by his stage name Mack 10 is an American rapper and actor. He was a member of hip hop trio Westside Connection, along with Ice Cube and WC. He is of African American and Mexican descent. He gets his nickname from the MAC-10 submachine gun.
Mack 10 made his first appearance on Ice Cube's "Bootlegs & B-Sides" compilation on the track "What Can I Do? (Remix.)"
Rolison married Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins, from R&B trio TLC in 2000. They have one daughter name Chase Rolison, born on October 20, 2000. In 2004, T-Boz filed for divorce and a restraining order against him.
Rolison is also the founder of independent record label Hoo-Bangin Records.
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Matt Alonzo
Matthew Alonzo (born April 16, 1985), is an American music video director and editor. He was born and raised in Carpinteria, California. He has directed and edited music videos for chart-topping R&B, rap, and rock artists.
Alonzo grew up in a blue-collar family. His passion for films came at the early age of nine, as he began to experiment with the camera and creating short films. After realizing his talent as a film maker while in high school, Alonzo chose to continue his education at Brooks Institute, developing professional skills in editing and directing.
Alonzo directed and edited a Lil Wayne "Gossip" concert music video that he placed online at YouTube. The video was viewed over 10 million times. He then linked up with DJ Skee at Skee.TV and became a partner in the company. In early 2011, Alonzo left Skee.TV and started his own production company Modern Artists Creative.
Alonzo began to achieve more and more praise for his music videos which has now led to numerous videos claiming upwards of 100 million viewers combined for such artists as Soulja Boy, Ice Cube, Pitbull, New Boyz, The Game, Chris Cornell, The Clipse, Cypress Hill, Xzibit, Far East Movement and more.[citation needed] Alonzo's "Like A G6" music video for Far East Movement was nominated for a MTV Japan VMA under the category for Best Hip-Hop Music Video.
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Method Man
Clifford Smith (born April 1, 1971), better known by his stage name Method Man, is an American hip hop artist, record producer, actor and member of the hip hop collective Wu-Tang Clan. He took his stage name from the 1979 film The Fearless Young Boxer, also known as Method Man. He is one half of the rap duo Method Man & Redman. He won a Grammy Award for Best Rap Performance by a Duo or Group for "I'll Be There for You/You're All I Need to Get By" with Mary J. Blige. In 2007, the writers of About.com placed him on their list of the Top 50 MCs of Our Time (1987–2007).
Method Man appeared in the motion pictures Belly, How High, Garden State as well as a minor role in The Wackness. More recently, he appeared as a crewman in George Lucas' film Red Tails. On television, he and hip-hop collaborator Redman co-starred on the short-lived Fox sitcom Method & Red, and he had a recurring role on HBO's Oz as Tug Daniels and as Calvin "Cheese" Wagstaff on the acclaimed HBO drama series The Wire.
Born in Staten Island, New York, on April 1 , 1971, Clifford Smith divided his childhood between his father's Long Island residence and his mother's home in the Park Hill section of Staten Island aka Killa Hill. He has two sisters, Terri and Missy.
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Michael Moloney
Michael C. Moloney (born December 14, 1963) is a Decorator and television personality who makes regular appearances on the reality television series Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. He has also appeared regularly on the show Clean House on the Style Network.
Before working on as an interior designer, Michael spent 10 years in the fashion industry.
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Nate Dogg
Nathaniel Dwayne Hale (August 19, 1969 – March 15, 2011), better known by his stage name Nate Dogg, was an American musician. He is noted for his membership of rap trio 213 and his solo career in which he collaborated with Dr. Dre, Eminem, Warren G, Tupac Shakur and Snoop Dogg on many hit releases. Nate Dogg released three solo albums, G-Funk Classics, Vol. 1 & 2 in 1998, Music and Me in 2001 and Nate Dogg in 2008.
Nate Dogg died in 2011 in Long Beach, California of complications from multiple strokes.
Nate Dogg was born in Clarksdale, Mississippi. He moved to Long Beach, California when he was 14 following his parents' divorce. He was the friend and partner in the rap game with rappers Snoop Dogg, Warren G, RBX, Daz Dillinger and was the cousin of Butch Cassidy and Lil' ½ Dead. He began singing as a child in the New Hope Baptist Church in Long Beach and Life Line Baptist Church in Clarksdale, Mississippi where his father Daniel Lee Hale was pastor. At the age of 16 he dropped out of high school in Long Beach and left home to join the United States Marine Corps, serving for three years.
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Paige Hemmis
Paige Hemmis (born March 17, 1972 in Wisconsin, United States) is an American television personality, particularly as a host of the series Extreme Makeover: Home Edition.
In 2001, she founded a real estate company that bought and renovated houses.
In her years in the construction industry, Paige found a void in the marketplace when it came to women’s tools and products. “I had such a hard time finding gloves and tool belts that fit me. I would constantly have to take men’s gear and drill extra holes or use duct tape in order to get equipment to fit me.” With that in mind, Paige founded Tuff Chix, Inc., dedicated to performance workwear for women that is durable and fashionable. Tuff Chix is inspired by Hemmis’ own hard work and determination and features such items as pink work gloves, boots and tool belts. In 2006, she released her first book, The Tuff Chix Guide to Easy Home Improvement, to inspire other women to tackle DIY projects with confidence. She is currently working to develop TV & Film projects through her Tuff Entertainment Group. In early 2010 she plans to launch a Tuff Chix Foundation aimed to promote successful women and help young women find their utmost potential.
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Paul DiMeo
Paul DiMeo (born February 12, 1958) in Media, Pennsylvania is an American television personality, philanthropist, building designer, and carpenter who is a regular cast member of the reality television series Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. He is originally from Media, Pennsylvania and a family of five children. DiMeo graduated from Penncrest High School, class of 1976, where he was quite active in student activities such as play production to student council.
DiMeo was the organizer of a renovating project entitled "Loft Living." They work to renovate lofts and brownstones in and around New York City. DiMeo later moved to Los Angeles, California where he continued the "Loft Living" project.
DiMeo was chosen as the master carpenter on the restoration of the Landmark Brownstone of Aaron Burr.
Currently DiMeo lives in Los Angeles with his wife, Kelly, and runs his marketing/labor company, High Meadows Production, Inc.
According to DiMeo himself, he was invited to join the cast of EM:HE because the casting department was amused by his "grumpy" demeanor on the day of his audition. He is sometimes spoofed on Saturday Night Live due to his tendency to cry frequently and repeatedly during each episode of Extreme Makeover.
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Raptile
Addis Mussa (born September 14, 1980 in Munich Germany), better known by his stage names Addis & Raptile, is a German-Ethiopian artist, producer and songwriter. He has performed alongside with many American acts such as Xzibit, Strong Arm Steady and Trey Songz.
ADDIS (a.k.a. Raptile) is an artist, producer and songwriter.
ADDIS was signed to Sony BMG in Europe and sold over 250,000 units overseas (worldwide sales approx. 500,000 units). His catalogue of songs from Europe are available in the US on iTunes GLOBAL TAKEOVER 1-4. He has performed alongside many American acts such as Xzibit, Strong Arm Steady and Trey Songz. In January 2007, He moved to Florida and is currently working on his US Debut Album (tba).His Artist Lionezz participated in Ego Trip’s Miss Rap Supreme aired on VH1 early 2008.His song “Neva Eva” was featured in the video game NBA Live 07 (EA Sports).Addis a.k.a. Raptile’s album, “Classic Material“ went to # 8 on the German media control charts. His international career continues with the release of his 3rd single, “MY EVERYTHING” featuring Jamaican reggae superstar Wayne Wonder, whose it-single “No Letting Go” was top 10 worldwide in 2003.
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Ras Kass
John Austin IV, (born September 25, 1976) better known by his stage name Ras Kass, is an American rapper. He is a former member of the hip hop supergroup The HRSMN along with Canibus, Killah Priest, and Kurupt. also a member of Golden State Warriors with Xzibit and Saafir.
Austin was born in Watts, California on September 26, 1976.
Ras Kass sent waves through the hip-hop world with his debut independent single release "Remain Anonymous," earning him a Hip-Hop Quotable in The Source Magazine. Before his signing with Priority/EMI Records, Ras Kass began making guest appearances on several records and freestyles on numerous radio shows, further solidified the emerging lyricist's notoriety. Recorded guest appearances include Sway & King Tech's "Come Widdit" (feat. Ras Kass, Ahamad & Saafir) (Priority Records) and their "Wake Up Show Anthem ’94" (feat. Ras Kass, Nas, Lauryn Hill, Chino XL, Organized Konfusion & Saafir), as well as Chino XL's "Riiot" American Records, and KeyKool & Rhettmatic's "E=MC5" (feat. Ras Kass, LMNO, Meen Green & !) Up Above Records.
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Rib Hillis
Robert Duane "Rib" Hillis (Born November 21, 1971 in Suffern, New York) is a male model and actor.
Born as Robert Duane Hillis in Suffern, New York and grew up in Newton, Massachusetts with his parents, two sisters and brother. Hillis graduated from Newton South High School. He picked up his unusual nickname "Rib" while in the third grade playing with frogs, and enjoyed the sounds that they make.
He volunteers and works with several charities such as The Los Angeles Childrens Hospital, Habitat For Humanity, The Jimmy Johnson Foundation and The Hendrick Marrow Program.
Hillis married Melissa Blackler four days after their first date but separated in 2008. They have twins Dane and Hannah Hillis.
During his junior year at the University of Colorado in Boulder, he was discovered by a modeling agent. Since college, he's been a much sought-after model, working in Milan, Paris, Barcelona, London, Sydney, New York, Miami and Los Angeles for such publications as Uomo Vogue, GQ, Esquire and Men's Health, as well as countless national and international commercials. In addition, he landed various print campaigns for Versace, Armani and Catalyst Cologne.
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Saafir
Reggie Gibson, better known as Saafir is an emcee, producer and actor from Oakland, California. He is also a member of the rap group "Golden State Project" (formerly known as Golden State Warriors) with Ras Kass and Xzibit. After moving from Fresno, California (the "'No") to Oakland, he lived with Tupac Shakur and became a dancer for Digital Underground. Saafir took part in one of the most notorious Bay Area rap battles, when he and members of the Hobo Junction went against Casual and members of the Hieroglyphics Crew. The battle took place live on KMEL. There has never been a real decision as to who won the battle and there is some debate as to whether or not Saafir was using pre-written raps. He first appeared on Digital Underground's The Body-Hat Syndrome in 1993, and then Casual's Fear Itself in early 1994. He appeared in the film Menace II Society as Harold Lawson and was featured on the film's soundtrack. With a deal from Qwest Records, Saafir recruited the Hobo Junction production team (J Groove, J.Z., Rational, Big Nose, and Poke Martian) for his freestyle debut, Boxcar Sessions (1994). He recorded an album called Trigonometry under the alias Mr. No No before returning as Saafir in The Hit List (1999). The Hit List was considered Saafir's attempt at commercial acceptance. The album featured production by Stevie J (made famous for his work with P. Diddy's Hitmen production team) and guest vocals from West Coast heavyweights Kam and Jayo Felony and controversial East Coast lyricist Chino XL. He largely recovered from a tumor in his spine. He's back with his old group, Hobo Junction, and has completed work on his fourth album, Good Game: The Transition (ABB Records, 2006). The album covers the major transitions throughout his life, most notably his spinal tumor, and his conversion to Islam.
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Snoop Dogg
Calvin Cordozar Broadus, Jr. (born October 20, 1971), better known by his stage name Snoop Dogg (formerly known as Snoop Doggy Dogg), is an American rapper, record producer, and actor. Snoop is best known as a rapper in the West Coast hip hop scene, and for being one of Dr. Dre's most notable protégés. Snoop Dogg was a Crip gang member while in high school. Shortly after graduation, he was arrested for cocaine possession and spent six months in Wayside County Jail. His music career began in 1992 after his release when he was discovered by Dr. Dre. He collaborated on several tracks on Dre's solo debut, The Chronic and on the titular theme song to the film Deep Cover.
Snoop's debut album Doggystyle, was released in 1993 under Death Row Records making a debut at No.1 on both the Billboard 200 and R&B charts. Selling almost a million copies in the first week of its release, Doggystyle quickly became certified 4× platinum in 1994 and spawned several hit singles, including "What's My Name" and "Gin & Juice". In 1994, Snoop released a soundtrack on Death Row Records for the short film Murder Was The Case, starring himself. In early 1996, Snoop Dogg was cleared of charges over his bodyguard's 1993 murder of Philip Woldemariam. His second album, late 1996's Tha Doggfather, also debuted at No.1 on both charts with "Snoop's Upside Ya Head" as the lead single. The album sold only half as well, being certified double platinum in 1997.
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Tanya McQueen
Tanya McQueen is an American television personality and interior designer on TV's Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. She made her debut on Extreme Makeover in an October 2005 episode titled, "The Teas Family". On August 2, 2011, Tanya and fellow Extreme Makeover personality, Tracy Hutson, debuted the show "Picker Sisters" on Lifetime.
Tanya graduated from Texas A&M with a degree in education.
Prior to her Extreme Makeover: Home Edition career, she was a teacher and a school board member in Columbus, Texas. In addition, she and her cousin were real estate "flippers" (persons who purchase rundown houses at deep discounts, repair them, and resell them for profit) operating under the name "Tattered Hydrangea". She was featured on TLC Network's show "Property Ladder", where an ABC producer noticed McQueen and offered her the chance to join the Extreme Makeover Home Edition team.
Currently Tanya is hosting the series Hitched or Ditched on the CW Network.
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Timbaland
Timothy Zachery Mosley (born March 10, 1972) better known by his stage name Timbaland, is an American record producer, songwriter and rapper. Timbaland's first full credit production work was in 1996 on Ginuwine...the Bachelor for R&B singer Ginuwine. After further work on Aaliyah's 1996 album One in a Million and Missy Elliott's 1997 album Supa Dupa Fly, Timbaland became a prominent producer for R&B and hip-hop artists. As a rapper he initially released several albums with fellow rapper Magoo, but later released his debut solo album Tim's Bio in 1998. In 2007, Timbaland released the first album in his Shock Value series, Timbaland Presents: Shock Value. Then In 2009 Timbaland Presents: Shock Value II. It is expected that Timbaland will release Timbaland Presents: Shock Value III in June 2012.
Timothy Zachery Mosley was born on March 10, 1972 in Virginia Beach, Virginia, where he was raised. He graduated from Salem High School. During his time as a DJ, he was known as "DJ Tim" or "DJ Timmy Tim". His brother, Sebastian, is nine years younger. Timbaland began making hip hop backing tracks on a Casio keyboard. While attending high school, he began a long-term collaboration with rapper Melvin Barcliff, who performed under the name of Magoo. The teenaged Mosley also joined the production ensemble S.B.I. (which stood for surrounded by idiots) which also featured Neptunes producer Pharrell. Mosley was also high school friends with Terrence and Gene Thorton, who would go on to be known as Pusha T and Malice of the rap group Clipse. In 1986, when Timbaland was 15 years old, he was shot while working a part time job at his local Red Lobster and was partially paralyzed for nine months. During this time, he began to learn how to DJ using his left hand.
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Tracy Hutson
Tracy Hutson is a television personality and one of the original style consultants on ABC TV's television series Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. Hutson grew up in Richardson, Texas.
Hutson has appeared in numerous national television commercials, as well as in leading roles in two theatre productions. Hutson has a minor acting career of a few guest starring roles.
Her film roles include the 1997 independent film Mixed Signals, the 2000 independent film Endsville, and the May 2000 TV movie Rated X, starring Charlie Sheen and Emilio Estevez, in which she plays Marilyn Chambers and appears in many nude/sex scenes.
Tracy Hutson was one of the original "style consultants" on ABC TV's Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. She left the show in early 2005 due to her pregnancy. She is currently back on the show and is expecting again as shown in the Swenson-Lee family home makeover as was Vicki Swenson.
Hutson returned to the show in the episode titled "The Goodale Family". She has since appeared in the Kirkwood and Kubena families' makeovers as well as others.
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Ty Pennington
Tygert Burton "Ty" Pennington (born Gary Tygert Burton on October 19, 1964, in Atlanta, Georgia) is an American television host, model, philanthropist and carpenter. He is most notable for having been the host of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition which aired on ABC in the US until its cancellation in December 2011 and will return with specials and Ty's Great British Adventure, which airs on UKTV home in the UK and TV LAND. Previously, Pennington was a carpenter on the TLC reality show Trading Spaces. Currently, he manufactures a line of furniture with the Howard Miller Company.
Tygert Pennington was born on October 19, 1964, as Gary Tygert Burton, the second son of school psychologist Yvonne Burton. Yvonne separated from Ty's father when he and his older brother Wynn were very young, and spent several years as a single parent before she eventually remarried. Her new husband adopted both boys, giving them both the Pennington name. Pennington grew up in Atlanta, Georgia, primarily in his hometown of Marietta. He was also diagnosed with ADHD when he was 17.
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Xzibit
Alvin Nathaniel Joiner (born September 18, 1974), better known by his stage name Xzibit (pronounced “exhibit”), is an American rapper, actor, and television host. He is known as the host of the MTV show Pimp My Ride, which brought him mainstream success. Before hosting the show, he achieved fame in the West Coast hip-hop scene as a rapper, debuting with his acclaimed At the Speed of Life and gathering chart success with his follow-up albums Restless, Man vs. Machine and Weapons of Mass Destruction, working with high-profile artists such as Eminem, Cypress Hill, Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, Dr. Dre, Timbaland, Alice Cooper, Game and 50 Cent, as well as being one of the few American hip hop artists to branch out internationally, working with overseas acts such as Raptile from Germany, Bliss N Eso from Australia and Adil Omar from Pakistan. After his sixth studio album Full Circle, his rap career was put on hold. He also built himself a second leg as an actor, starring in Hollywood blockbusters such as 8 Mile, xXx: State of the Union, Hoodwinked, Gridiron Gang, The X-Files: I Want to Believe and Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans.
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- X - Xzibit
- What a Mess - Xzibit
- The Whole World - Xzibit
- Tough Guy - Xzibit
- Thank You - Xzibit
- State Of The Union - Xzibit
- Spit And Shine - Xzibit
- Scent Of A Woman - Xzibit
- Saturday Night Live - Xzibit
- Shroomz - Xzibit
- Rollin' - Xzibit
- On Bail - Xzibit
- My Name - Xzibit
- My Life, My World - Xzibit
- Nobody Sound Like Me - Xzibit
- Heart of a Man - Xzibit
- Get Your Walk On - Xzibit
- Positively Negative - Xzibit
- Right On - Xzibit
- Release Date - Xzibit
- Recycled Assassins - Xzibit
- Pussy Pop - Xzibit
- Movin' In Your Chucks - Xzibit
- Invade My Space - Xzibit
- Klack - Xzibit
- Judgement Day - Xzibit
- Missin' U - Xzibit
- Loud & Clear - Xzibit
- Los Angeles Times - Xzibit
- Let It Rain - Xzibit
- Inside Job - Xzibit
- Just Maintain - Xzibit
- Focus (In 40 Dayz & 40 Nightz Album) - Xzibit
- Don't Let The Money Make You (Bonus Track) - Xzibit
- Don't Hate Me (Interlude) - Xzibit
- Criminal Set - Xzibit
- Crazy Ho - Xzibit
- Cold World - Xzibit
- Enemies - Xzibit
- Double Time - Xzibit
- Don't Approach Me - Xzibit
- Deeper - Xzibit
- Enemies & Friends - Xzibit
- (Hit U) Where It Hurts - Xzibit
- Black & Brown - Xzibit
- Beware Of Us - Xzibit
- Back 2 The Way It Was - Xzibit
- Break Yourself - Xzibit
- BK to La - Xzibit
- Best Of Things - Xzibit
- Been A Long Time - Xzibit
- Alkaholik - Xzibit
- Chamber Music - Xzibit
- 3 Card Molly - Xzibit
- Carry The Weight - Xzibit
- Bird's Eye View - Xzibit
- At The Speed Of Life - Xzibit
- Poppin' Off - Xzibit
- Heart Of Man - Xzibit
- Harder - Xzibit
- U Know - Xzibit
- Fuckin' You Right - Xzibit
- What U See Is What U Get - Xzibit
- Let The Money Take You - Xzibit
- Handle Your Business - Xzibit
- Don't Let The Money Make You - Xzibit
- Defari Herut - Xzibit
- Paparazzi - Xzibit
- Spit Shine - Xzibit
- Jermaine Dupri Diss - Xzibit
- Get Your Walk On (Fredwreck Remix) - Xzibit
- Get Fucked Up With Me - Xzibit
- Game Face - Xzibit
- Eyes May Shine (Remix) - Xzibit
- Concrete - Xzibit
- Up Out The Way - Xzibit
- The Gambler - Xzibit
- Scandalous Bitches - Xzibit
- Multiply - Xzibit
- Highest Form Of Understanding - Xzibit
- Front 2 Back - Xzibit
- Focus - Xzibit
- Concentrate (San Quinn Remix) - Xzibit
- Choke Me, Spank Me (Pull My Hair) - Xzibit
- A Minute To Pray - Xzibit
- So Good(with Davina) - Xzibit
- Rollin' (West Side Remix) (Feat. Jelly Roll) - Xzibit
- You Better Believe It - Xzibit
- Year 2000 - Xzibit
- Xzibit And Tash Freestyle - Xzibit
- Wild Pitch - Xzibit
- U Know What's Up (Rap Remix) - Xzibit
- U Can't Fuck With Me - Xzibit
- Thunder & Lightning - Xzibit
- Three Emcees - Xzibit
- The Music Of Business - Xzibit
- The Mad In The Game (Madden 2001 Theme) - Xzibit
- The Mad In The Game - Xzibit
- The Game Don't Wait (Remix) - Xzibit
- The Anthem - Xzibit
- Step Up - Xzibit
- Sorry I'm Away So Much - Xzibit
- Some L.A. Niggaz - Xzibit
- Rimz & Tirez - Xzibit
- Rework The Angles - Xzibit
- Plastic Surgery - Xzibit
- Paul - Xzibit
- My Writes - Xzibit
- Mutha Fucker - Xzibit
- Loose Cannons - Xzibit
- Likwit Rhyming - Xzibit
- Likwit Connection - Xzibit
- Last Call - Xzibit
- Killin' It(with Tha Alkaholiks ) - Xzibit
- Kenny Parker Show 2001 - Xzibit
- Keep it Movin' - Xzibit
- In My Face - Xzibit
- How You Livin' - Xzibit
- Handle Your Time - Xzibit
- Getcha Groove On - Xzibit
- Freestyle Ghetto - Xzibit
- Focus (Lakers Victory Remix) - Xzibit
- E Lucean Le Stelle (A New Style Of Living) - Xzibit
- Down for the Count - Xzibit
- D.N.A (Drugs-N-Alkahol) - Xzibit
- Connect - Xzibit
- Cali Kings Part 1 - Xzibit
- Bitch Please - Xzibit
- Bitch Ass Niggaz - Xzibit
- Big Business - Xzibit
- Big Bang Theory - Xzibit
- Arch Angels - Xzibit
- 25 To Life - Xzibit
- What's The Difference - Xzibit
- Symphony in X Major - Xzibit
- Say It To My Face - Xzibit
- Rollin' (West Side Remix) - Xzibit
- Ride Or Die - Xzibit
- Ram Part Division - Xzibit
- Muthafucka - Xzibit
- Losin' Your Mind - Xzibit
- LAX - Xzibit
- Hit & Run (Part II) - Xzibit
- Hey Now (Mean Muggin) - Xzibit
- Foundation - Xzibit
- Family Values - Xzibit
- Eyes May Shine - Xzibit
- Concentrate - Xzibit
Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours
It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah, bounce it
Come on
The first day of the rest of my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Kronkike
Y'all keep the spotlight
I'm keeping 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
Hennesy 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 I post the range
Going up and down my dick like the stock exchange
- (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
Ever since Xzibit has 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 X wife
Mr. Big Chief Reefa, 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 niggas rappin
Rockin' chains, stadium, paladiums, cracked craniums
My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium
Drop tops sittin' on twenties
Using rappers like crash test dummies
Stackin' real estate and money
It's funny how things change overnight
When you thinking right
I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife
What an event?
We hardcore 100%
Making it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents
The real deal, how does it feel?
No special effects
Yank the chain off of your neck
Demand the respect
Now all your conversations sound strange to me
It be like everybody around me done changed but me
I stand alone on my own two feet
Stagger tracks, strangle the beat
Restless no time for sleep
Niggas be weak, I'm concrete like Bejamin Greet
It's a very thin line between a foe and a friend
Straight to the chair
(Not these niggas again)
Come back, bounce in the spot and slide right in
I ain't trying to see nothing but progress, regardless
Home of the heartless, move right, remain cautious
Represent nothing but the hustle and struggle
Hennesy, rock plenty of ice, making a double, now SCREAM
So there you have it; A-B-C, D-P-G-C
X to the motherfuckin Z
Mr. Xuberant, Xtravagant, Xtrodinary, Xciting, X-a-lotta
X-O with a little bit of Xtasy
X-ing your bitch-ass out if you tryin to test the G
And what's the recipe? Xcalibur weaponary
And we shoot Xceptionally
That there is hot- X marks the spot?
Fuck naw, X spots the marks
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
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
What a mess..
"And Ruff up, the motherfuckin House" - GZA
"Hope y'all niggaz hearin this right"
"We.. we gon'.. we gon' gon' win"
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 with a blindfold, with "Eyes Wide Shut"
Save mine up, cause nothin ever last forever
Never nothin out of my reach, we blast whoever
I can split a muh'fucker from his ass to his last thought
Shit talk, then stomp through the asphault
It's yo' fault we tow-truck for your outline
In due time, you'll find, the world is mine
So I listen to the rhetorhic, jealousy and the ignorance
Can't stop me nigga, my mind too militant
God blessed me with a chin
And a heavy right-left combination that'll cave your face in
So don't make me hurt you, patience is virtue
They only got a few of us let, huh
Primo.. turn me up..
Now it's two-thousand-and-two; where kids do
whatever the fuck they wanna do, huh, sad but true
Wanna take another life like it's the thing to do
Shit, we the biggest gang, flaggin red white and blue baby
Designer drugs, pimps and thugs
Can't shoot, innocent folks, hit with slugs
One day it's gon' all make sense, 'til then
use your brains and your strength it's your best defense, c'mon
Big bad insane Strong Arm Steady gang
Way beyond the days of rockin them stupid rapper chains
Comin through clear the lane, send a bullet through your brain
Number one with a bullet - faster than the bullet train
Pop it if you pull it mayne, hang with orangutans
I live for my soldiers, ask them, they gon' say the same
My gauge rings your bells like the Hunchback of Notre Dame
Ain't even gotta say it, you motherfuckers know the name
Legendary classic, niggaz be punk pussy and plastic
Wastin the time and the minds of the masses (yeah!)
But look how strong we are, man I'm a motherfuckin star
Every week I cop a house and a car
The mini-mansion off in Vegas with the vanquish
That's where I mastermind my situations, determination and patience
We don't speak the same language (no) I got a translator
spittin 25 times, see your bitch ass later, C'MON!
That nigga X to the Z, that boy is somethin to see, cause he a G
I got the whole world waitin on me!
I'm about that grind so motherfucker don't waste my time
I got the whole world waitin on me!
If you ready to ride, c'mon, get in my ride and let's slide
I got the whole world waitin on me!
... Yeah! I got the whole world waitin on me!
Niggaz screamin they the shit but that shit ain't real
I don't need to be the shit cause shit roll downhill
I'm escalatin aggressively, millions built up in equity
Corporations invest in me, bangin shit 'til the death of me (YEAH!)
Cooked coke recipe, money come back so thick
My kid's kids couldn't spend this shit
Get a grip, pop a clip, chop down that brick
No amount of fame gon' change this gangsta spit
Quick to roll out the backwood (yeah) smoke out your buildin
We soldiers devoted dressed down like civilians
Niggaz wanna kill me because I make millions (that's weak!)
That's weak like gangstas that hide behind children (hahaha, yeah!)
Novocain the game, no shame
No feelings, no names, no numbers, naw bitch
You can't hang with us (no!)
Ashes to ashes and you cain't bust
You so popcorn and fake industrious, YEAH!
Yeah... yeah, whattup Key?
I'm liftin plates you'll never find in the weight room
So stay tuned my platoon finna touch down soon
Cancun to St. Thomas, St. Thomas to the Bahamas
Most niggaz ain't really honest so I'm watchin my step
I'm the hardest cold-hearted artist, the coast is clear
Dubai, Australia to Africa, this is the year!
Let the alcohol you sippin saturate in yo' system
I be swimmin through these women, man, fuck 'em and flip 'em
I know you hopin I would fall to the side, or go to Way Side
It ain't a motherfucker alive to come and take mine (no!)
Don't procrastinate, don't waste time
Never faced time, Houdini with crime, traffic over state lines
Military minded, stickin to the base lines
Intellectually brighter than California sunshine
Yeah, I got my bars up, go pull my cars up (yeah)
I love my struggle, never cover my scars up (c'mon)
Aiyyo it's the immaculate conception Busta Bus himself
And nuttin other than the godfather, spectacular X to the Zizzle
That's what the fuck it is, 'nuff said
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
I wanna see you motherfuckers put your hands up
Stretch bitch like you doin aerobics motherfucker
Yeah!
Thought you was a tough guy? (BOOM!)
When I put one right in ya head, now tell me what you think you is now
(A top dollar biller, a Rottweiler, a killer)
(Slap the shit out a nigga tryin to copy my style)
Check it
I got cars (many) switches (many) hoes and (many) bitches
(Many) huh, bodies that's buried in holes of many ditches
(Many, many) homes, plenty chrome up on my whip
(Plenty) stop for you make me run up on your block and cock the semi
Ready, any, nigga front I hold it steady
I (cock) back (pop) the ratchet and spill your spaghetti
HUH! Properties or blocks, we control 'em
(Many, many) glocks know how I kill all your soldiers Freddy
My machete (huh) will cut niggaz like I ain't really like 'em
(Ha!) Then carve a nigga meat deep like I'm killin a bison
HUH! Tyson, animal instinct the way I will beat you
Got (many) shots and (plenty) spots for them bullets to eat you
(Ha!) See through (huh) them holes them bullets'll leave in between you
(Ha!) It seems you, got left to die slow all up inside the venue
Yup! Yo
Orangutangin slangin, I'm hangin over the edge
I rock two 40 glocks, I call 'em Barney and Fred
I stay hungry like I'm only fed water and bread
The king of the castle get at you, screamin off witcha head
Brutal bustin, it's the X to the Z, we chart climbin
You see my name next to that diamond, it's all timin
Hit you in the stomach, with somethin your face and feet'll
be touchin to have your bones start crackin and bustin
To my women who be workin them jeans with fat asses
Rich Itala heels, Roberto Cavali glasses
Come to my hideout, let me pimp your ride out
Hit your backside, tear your spine out and slide out
(HUHHH!) Yeah, cause my grind don't quit
I'm a walkin franchise with them extra clips
I keep the bread roll thick, do lines so sick
that you can cut 'em with a razor blade, sniff the shit, c'mon
Yeah, check it
I tell you (no lie) bitch nigga you (gon' die - kill or be killed!)
Or get bodied just because you (walked by - nigga be still!)
'Fore the trigger go off and a (shot fly) and the shit'll be ill
If the shot turn your stomach to a (pot pie) nigga we spill
A little liquor for the homey muh'fucka (WE STILL)
'll make a nigga leak blood, 'til he need a (REFILL)
You try to be a tough guy, and complicate what I build
Somebody don't beat the shit out this muh'fucka (WE WILL!)
Asthmatic, dramatic, fold you like a Kraftmatic
Heavy metal press hittin your chest like a train wreck
Command respect, throw it one time for your set on deck
Niggaz you never forget
I set up precedents, homey you never snitch, hide the evidence
Dummies dig ditches, they dyin for dead presidents
The big screen make 'em seem large like an elephant
Yo, listen, huh
I just wanna thank you, for bein around
And patiently waitin and holdin me down
It's easy to see, for Mr. X to the Z
That without no you, there could be no me
I just wanna thank you, for bein a fan
And watchin me grow from a boy to a man
It's easy to see, for Mr. X to the Z
That without no you, there could be no me
You 'bout to hear some words, that you ain't probably heard
With all of these rappers pullin triggers and flippin birds
I know it sound absurd, cause they don't tell the truth
They prostitutes, fuckin contaminate the youth
But yet I'm guilty of, the things I said above
No matter my faults still continue to show me love
Naw I ain't perfect mayne, but yet I stay the same
I play chess not checkers but this is not a game
And this is not a song, and this is not a verse
It's not conceived, or simulated or been rehearsed
Spent the first half of my life, thinkin that I was cursed
Could have been hit with a hollow, follow behind my hearse
That wasn't meant for me, I spent a decade
makin it what it's 'sposed to be, hopefully brought you close to me
All these people approachin me, don't even know the half
I could be facin life but X is signin autographs, damn
My son's 11 now, I got to see him grow
Makin his free throws, the way he laughin at the show
Yo he remind me of me, when I was ridin bikes
He gon' be taller than me, he got my mother's height
But yo you know the difference, between me and them others
They say you buggin when I call you my sisters and brothers
I coulda missed it all, I coulda dropped the ball
Mind of Metallica, motherfuck 'em and "Kill 'Em All"
I used to hustle raw, I used to run the streets
I used to hustle heats, I grinded all my beef
Most of my homies is gone, restin in peace
Some'll never see release from custody of police, but me
But nah my little dude get to go to private school
And I can do the things my father couldn't afford to do
That's what it's 'sposed to do, this is from me to you
Support from you and yours, thank you for gettin me through, true
We buried Proof today, it really broke me up
to see my brother in that casket, maaan what the fuck?
Media made me angry, I had to soak it up
The future is fragile never promised to none of us
Hittin so close to home, but what I focused on
is how he lived, the lives he touched, the cornerstone
We never walk alone, although sometime it seems
that nightmares go hand in hand with livin out dreams
So let me take this time, from my struggle my grind
to let you know that I appreciate you by my side
It's been a long ride, a lot of long nights
A lot of long flights, worth every sacrifice
A soldier of fortune fearless fightin the good fight
I never had a plan B, I never lost sight
That's why I hit the stage, that's why I kill the mic
It's for my fans that's ridin with Xzibit for life, RIGHT!
Thank you, for lettin me breathe
For lettin me be who I am, huh, yeah, huh
Two little words, y'all never get to hear enough
Knahmsayin? Yeah that, hehe..
Yes.. the return
[applause]
And now a message from the President of the United States
[George W. Bush]
Tonight I wanna take a few minutes to dicuss a great threat to peace. The dictator who is assembling the world's most dangerous weapons, is here in our own country. He is a homicidal dictator, who is addict to weapons of mass destruction. He has proven he is capable of any crime. The tyrant is me. I have directed the administration to support the use of violence against all of you. I will kill thousands, or hundreds of thousands of innocent people in our country and across the world. I um, resolve to bring sudden terror and suffering with horrible poisons, and diseases, and gases. Men and women, boys and girls, thousands of civilians will be killed in a single day, murdered at random, and with out remorse. My ultimate ambitions are to control the peoples of the United States, and to blackmail the rest of the world with weapons of mass terror. Weapons of Mass Destruction.
Xzibit - Spit Shine
Verse 1
I 'ma clean this whole shit out like climax,
with words put togeather better then sony electronics,
king of the jungle, humbly stay honest,
eat with the lions, swim with peranas,
gassoline the scene, strike the match,
inferno, I'm to throue nigga, so stand back,
I spit shine, get mine and rip rhyme
and make my career take a incline,
I'm strick with knives, straight with razors,
good with grenades and great with gadges, (yeah)
been around the world on a million stages,
watch nigga's bitch up and go through changes,
I had gun's before guns was in fashion,
I mashed out before niggas knew mashin,
I knew terror before the plane started crashin,
I got punch lines and nigga's aint laughin...
CHORUS
I'm gon be here after the smoke dye down,
Insomnia style I won't lye down,
fight the good fight don't need no help,
keep your hands up defend yourself,
move like I move and live lifelong ,
can't move up if your hearts not strong,
get your own shit cause this shit's mine,
every time I spit, I shine
Verse 2
cock-sucker I preach what I practise,
back shit up, wrap this, rap shit up,
still actin up, get found in the trunk of an Acuva,
yall suck like jail in dracula,
X turn up the heat, increase the hatred,
straight stone face don't fuck with gay shit,
so i guess that means I cant fuck with you now,
drew down, let off, facate to new town,
you feel like bishop, induced now,
gotta flame thrower that will burn
great holes till you goose down, (yeah)
rough sound, same strong background,
bent on black the big boys playin tips down,
my whole train of thought is the party,
any motherfucker with problems and not get caught,
I was blessed with life when I cursed to death,
I'm a spit till my very last breath...
(fuck yall)
CHORUS
Verse 3
Let me get a three second look, I hit a million dollar target,
You ain't came up yet well nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)
Come across dope like planes and boats,
Like baloons filled with coke, down a mexican's throat,
you ever seen a man get smoked and shit on himself,
the body shake for a second, then it can't stop a second,
the evidence are the weapon and the people involved,
let one nigga talk, everybody gettin caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
if you cant handle the time then ride the beach,
might as well touch your tail and jump the fence,
castrate yourself expose the bitch,
X go head up, the fuck never ran from it,
I got engadged with buck shots that you can't stomach,
You ain't a killer you a album filler,
You ain't a soldier you a rap premoter,
Game over...
CHORUS
Yeah...Check it out...They say behind every strong man
Is an even stronger woman
Cause she, was put here to defeat me
Cause she, cuss me out, quick to leave me
Cause she, not what I want, not what I want, not what I need
Cause she, blow my phone up, to reach me
Cause she, tried to lock, now she leaves me
Cause she, not what I want, not what I want, not what I need
Man, (?) with that sucka, she
I'm from a place, where they quick to say "Fuck A Bitch"
And gettin' grits, off of pussy, try ta get a hitch
But I'm a bachelor, stackin' it, drinkin', need to quit
Me and my clique, ride through cities like we own da shit
You caught my eye, looking fly, body lookin' thick
So who am I? I reply with my government, exchange the numbers
Escapades for days, satisfying my hunger
Don't trip, you from a long list, a long line
Get in line, you so fucking fine, you spendin' time
Introduce you as a friend of mine, never my woman
I got 20/20 cord vision, seein' you comin'
Livin' my life, I don't need a wife
But you persist, tryin' ta strengthen our relationship
But I'm a dog, and a dog gotta run the streets
Without a leash, this ain't workin' so I'm sayin' peace
You ain't the one for me!
You found some way to hold on, through all the bullshit
Never seen a woman so strong, I used to pull shit
Now them days, long been gone, I gotta move in them streets
Provide a place for all my peoples to eat
I'm feelin stuck, had to hustle up
The A-T-F, hit the house, had me shackled up
You lost your mind, hate the time, I was in and out
You never let a brother down, when you stressin out
You stressin' wanted me, to figure out a different route
You could've left, but you a rider and stuck it out
And it's a trip, because it's like you never missed a beat
You waited anxiously, patiently, stayin' strong for me
I sat aside, thinking back to the way I was
The way I am, and how I gotta be a stronger man
I understand that you love me and you want the best
but if you wanna take the good, you gotta take the rest
I rock a vest, baby!
Cause I, run these streets for my struggle
Cause I, carry heat for my troubles
Cause I, is that what you want, is that what you want, is that what you need?
Cause I, want family so I'm buildin
Cause I, want you just for my children
Cause I, is that what you want, is that what you want, is that what you need?
And all this time it was you
Baby forgive me for the pain, I was puttin you through
It's me and you against the world, so I'm keepin' it true
I know I haven't been the best, the wrong things I must do
I used to think I was the MAN, wasn't havin a clue
I wasn't lookin for no love, but I found it in you
It's so true, behind every great man is a women
Every time you call me, Baby Girl, I'm a come runnin
You got a soldier livin' right, girl you saved my life
I sacrifice, anything to keep my family tight
I seen the light, and when the world try to beat me down
You always given me another reason, I can smile
Cause you beleived in me, when there was nothin there to see
My wife can be my better half, complete my family tree
Ugh, nothin can stop us now, ?Verawane? gown
Watchin your father, walk his little lady down the isle
Cause you the one for me!
Cause she, was put here to complete me
Cause she, wooze the earth, underneath me
Cause she, got what I want, got what I want, got what I need
Cause she, won't let go, she won't leave me
Cause she, won't leave, what she don't need me
Cause she, got what I want, got what I want, got what I need
Dedicated to the real ones out there
Ahhh! We bout to go this motherfuckin club tonight, y'knahmean?
Poke some motherfuckin hoes, y'knahmean?
Make sure them hoes, y'knahmean? Gon' act accordingly, y'knahmean?
Some nigga over there tryin to love one hoe
Y'knahmean? You got one hoe!
Nigga youse a stone motherfuckin Jackson
Nigga youse a stony Jackson, you can't fuck with us
So nigga, tuck your tail and hide your hoe nigga
We parked our rides, in front of club
All these niggaz started givin us love
Sayin I'm the shit, Xzibit you the shit
Jelly Roll get 'em, can I be for real?
It's Strong Arm and Jelly Roll, cool for real
Yeah motherfucker, why don't you just chill
Cause I'm just coolin at the spot
Ain't much wrong plus you're makin it hot
I like shinin from all the grindin
Girl's best friend, man I'm just like diamonds
I like khakis and Air Force Ones
Gangsters in the hood with them air force guns
We poppin them tags, our pockets fat
We fin' to put the world in a shopping bag
Nigga X the man, and I'm the man
We tryin to make you love it, don't you understand?
If you're with Strong Arm, you're really down with us
If you get high, then get a blunt and roll it up
Your hood's gon' ride, then let me see you throw it up
If you ready I'm ready see really we don't give a fuck
Get'cha ass up if you're really down with us
Girl you ain't cute, get on the floor and move your butt
The bar is open everybody's gettin drunk
If you're ready I'm ready see really we don't give a fuck
Another night in L.A., the homies all valet
We got it lookin the dub show in front of the place
Strong Arm + 75, we so deep we arrive
and then we swarm like you fucked with the hive
Gotta look a nigga right in the eyes, to tell the truth and the lies
Even the strong find it hard to survive
Another day another dollar we can walk on water
Better, drop your tone, you ain't nobody's father
Hotter than about a buck shot your carne asada
X burn down the town like a path of lava
Pathological drama so we got it inside
Is it the wine or the women it's so hard to decide
Look alive it's crackin; this is organized street hustlin
with corporate backin promotin interstate traffic (traffic)
Classic, smash out right
Cause live from Los Angeles it's Saturday Night
Cause I, can get yo' ass on the floor
Cause this, is this the funk that you want?
The hand, it comes way up in the air
And wave 'em all around like you just don't caaaaaaaaare
Bitch, come off of those pots
Stop, shake that junk in your trunk
See you, can move this groovyville shit
The shake that makes the whollllle club flip
You might get shot in the face if you don't stay in your place
You ain't a soldier like me you a fuckin disgrace
X move like a shark in the water, I'm dodgin death and disorder
I'll get you hit it won't cost me a quarter
I was sent here to strangle and slaughter in no particular order
Your big mouth might endanger your daughter
Another day another digit I'ma speak it and live it
Better get yourself a gun 'fore you fuck with Xzibit
Pockets shorter than a midget, you can fuckin forget it
X green light the target and easily hit it
Grab the zone and split it so we smokin them woods
Steady givin niggaz the business and keepin it hood
Firearms we packin, this is military mindstate
that's ready for action we mercenaries and assassins (blastin)
Clashin, smash out right
Cause live from Los Angeles it's Saturday Night
Let's hit the club and get it on tonight
Let's get drunk this is Saturday Night
Just got paid, shine my chrome up tight
Time to get it crackin, off the Henn' tonight
X is here, the gang is here
Jelly Roll production bangin crystal clear
I've been low, now check my highs
Million dollar niggaz right before yo' eyes
In Los Angeles, homey (it's Saturday Night)
In Houston, dogg (it's Saturday Night)
In Miami, mate (it's Saturday Night)
In Atlanta, shorty (it's Saturday Night)
In St. Louis, dirty (it's Saturday Night)
In New Orleans wodie, yo (it's Saturday Night)
In New York City, yo (it's Saturday Night)
Around the world baby, yo (it's Saturday Night)
its a long day Friday
its like movin on this way
got Xzibit up tight, right
Partner cam through wit two white boys
(duuude)
talkin noise bout a hot spot
where bitches come alone
and niggas dont cop block
let the top drop
and we out
hit the liquor store
give me O.E. and three blunts
no make it four
anything else
(Vitamin C pills and orange juice)
what are you drinking gin
(no dude its the shroomz)
the shroomz? (what?)
yeah thats some other shit
one of the reasons why George Clinton sees the mother ship
how high it make you get
fucked up?
throw it up, guts
or do it have you stuck wit soft dick and cant fuck
hold up
now chew 'em up and slam the orange juice
vitamin c chase
kill the taste
you can tell its nasty by the look on my face
dont get it twisted like a nigga coked up
and druggied down
see cannibus and mushrooms be comin from the ground
all natural
post it at the club
looking funny style
tight slack
pimp feather hat
where the bitches at
here
we giving orders at the bar holding money
when all of a sudden
all the people started looking funny
and started lookin runny
and likwitfy
right before my very eye
this is a different kind of high
(ohh shit, you see this shit
this motherfuckers melting and shit)
niggas and bitches walkin by that i recognize
feeling hypnotized
pupils dialated changing size
thats when i heard the battle cries from across the room
set thes crooked niggas straight
nickel proof
activate
for mom
i brought wild niggas smashing you
came crashing through
elbows and right hooks for you
we got thrown out by this time
my shit is blown out
pull the phone out
accelleration and we bone out
in the zone out beyond
Captain Kurk and cling on
shit that im on
be high powered like a yukon
back to my house
fucked up
trying to see straight
how much of that bullshit did I actually take
(2 grams duuude)
god damn
no wonder why I feel like a underneath total white boy fagot
we got beef
over did it holms
niggas playin bones in the living room
restless
try to find anything to mess with
where my keys at
pickin up clothes
trying to fold this shit
see my riot gage on teh wall
better unload this shit
fucked up niggas and fire arms dont mix right
cocked back the chamber
dumping shells till it felt lite
thought I dumped the all
counted 7
but it was 8
straight gone
point the barrel at teh flow and let it go
(fuck!, shit!...wooow...ah ah ah its cool, I just shot the flow man.
Its all good, its all good...ah ah where everbody at, ah shit (haha)
Yeahhh!
See I was trippin through the city with a big ol' - PISTOL
Trickin off these niggaz in the Raaaange - RENTAL
I was smokin drinkin end up kind of tipsy
Lookin through my rearview they followin me
I wonder why the fuck are they followin me
I seem them niggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm)
You'll never catch me slippin just me and my - PIECE
You must be smokin if you think I'ma call the - POLICE
I'm a beast, still got a crease
Still got my Converse thumpin down the concrete
YEAHHHHHHH, black and blue Bugati
This is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny me
My garage a mirage a collage of chrome
I look alive with the nine when I leave my home
Been on tour in Japan, been relaxed in Rome
This is grown man business, recognize the tone
If I don't recognize the number won't answer my phone
Rockin every area code still stay in my zone
I don't play no fuckin games now bitch I'm grown
Now I crack your fuckin neck to the shit I'm on
Yeah!
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop ROLLIN
Get your weight up, cause X can't stop ROLLIN
Niggaz thought it was over but X came back ROLLIN
I got my own sack to roll so I'm ROLLIN
YEAH, my release, bang through the streets
We hang like orangutangs, mangle the beast
Niggaz hatin, gravitatin to the lies that they tell
My reality takin over where that fiction fail
What the hell, might as well show the cards I'm holdin
Sweet taste, aeromatic, backwood ROLLIN
Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the strut kit
My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck bitch?
Boomerang my change, I rearrange some thangs
My slang click bang and expose they brains
Then I pray, our father who art in heaven
Got people jumpin out the buildin like 9/11
Malcolm X to the X landin on them like Plymouth Rock
(Yeah!) You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin mouth
Now e'rybody know the business, you want it come get it (c'mon)
But if you ROLLIN throw it up, let me know that you with it
YEAH, I repeat, my name over beats
I binge on the finer things you cringe in defeat
Escalation, elevation to another plateau
Sometimes it take a few steps back to mentally grow
Here we go, what you know, campaign in motion
Straight West coast and West worldwide ROLLIN
Got that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a stash box
In case I ever find myself alone in a tight spot
Strip down my frame, repave my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Citizen Kane
Don't complain when the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like shit when you sayin my name
It's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin the belt
Cause I'm a one man army I don't need no help
This is a - PISTOL, I use to protect myself
Careful these hammerhead hollow points is bad for your health
Yeah, help for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed!
Y'all know what time it is! But you better stack that money!
(Awww shit! Ha ha ha ha...)
For baaaiiilll....
I'm on bail, got that weight for sale
Strawberries and blueberries all on a nigga's tail
I'm on bail, bet not 'nare nigga tell... bet not 'nare nigga tell
Yeah!
I'm on a two million dollar bail
Caught with the product that them young niggaz sell
I'm fresh outta cells, twelve hours later.. my clientele hit my pager
The situation gettin thick, Dat Nigga Daz is major!
I live the life of a gangster, I rob gangsters
Ten years up on the table, I deny that flavor
She a fighter to the fullest, if I lose I catch a bullet (bullet)
Can't tell a nigga nuttin when he starvin and losin
Now I'm back up on the street, completely correctly
You disrespect me, it's the same that's it's gon' be
Automatics get tragic when you let niggaz have it
Then I'm caught back up like before, I gotta stack my cabbage
Monday morning, 8:30 right back in court
Couple of homeboys, my momma give me full support
Raised up filthy but the Lord be with me
Like an addict, it's the verdict and the jury, "NOT GUILTY!!!"
They used to have me on that paperwork
'cause I used make my paper.. work, lifestyle covered with dirt
See I was first on my block with .40 caliber glocks
Similarities to my uncut, they ready to rock (ready to rock)
'Cause everybody wanna ball, nobody wanna get caught
Only the pros and the cons get to stack these knots
Motherfuckers want that Benz with the millions by the karats
When they fencing all day, they start talkin like a parrot
Information they sharing so be cautious where ya walk
Never pillow talk behind closed doors in the dark
It might creep back and bite you, indict you, convict you
to a five by nine for a very long time
Fuck droppin dimes, niggaz is droppin whole hundreds
So the hood's gettin skinny and the one-times love it
If I don't go get it, then the next nigga will
So I kill at will with my gauge in them killin fields
Yeah!
Yo X, tell my momma to put the house up, wait, the house cost too much
Tell her to get a hundred grand out the Porsche truck
It's just like a house 'cause I take a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta stash in it
Smoke hash in it, blueberry chocolate tah
Smokin chronic make me see shit, like 2Pac alive
Bandana knotted in the front like 2Pac alive
Walkin out the courthouse spittin on the camera guy
I bang (Thug Life), but this ain't Death Row
This some gangster shit for my niggaz down on death row
Exhibit A - watch how I let the tec go
And Exhibit B - burn the rubber on the West coast
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
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
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
Hurt you so long, you be addicted to pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name
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 partner, it's a small earth
Don't play games with your life nigga, it's not worth
all the pain (all the pain) all the agony (all the agony)
All the horror (all the horrow) all the tragedy (all the tragedy)
Put your hands up people, it's time to fight now
I beat holes in your chest, remain hostile
Threaten my life? (C'mon!) One day you'll understand
They say that pride is the sign of a foolish man
So who the FUCK?! (Who the FUCK?!) you think you talkin to
Live and direct in the flesh, I'm right in FRONT OF YOU!
I never really smashed on Jermaine's ass, Dre smashed him
Nobody ganged up 'til he came back and jacked him
I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him
I coulda been like Treach, boom-bapped and slapped him
purple, for mimickin him with two rappin Urkels
I coulda snapped, took it past rap and hurt you
But I didn't, I kept it on wax and served you
I "Square Dance" cause I'm sick of rappin circles
around these clowns, stready tryin to call me out
It's like I'm listenin to motherfuckin dogs meow
You'd probably do better tryin to come and stomp me out
You don't want it with rap, this is what I'm all about - c'mon
(I) No gangsta you ain't either
(Will) But I know that I spit "Ether"
(Not) I shoulda crossed your belly
(Lose) Show you I'm not R. Kelly
X, pass me the weed, I'ma put my ashes out on his ass
For the last time man..
- "Watch your fuckin mouth"
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..
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
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
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 and pray just to see
Another day I live to breathe
My life, my world, this is realityyyyy
(Yeah, Welcome to my planet)
I done had sleep for dinner, natural born sinner
Watched fiends suck crack through car antennas
Now that we winning motherfuckers aim to get us
The game is vicious constant hostile conditions
For the times I dropped Jewels and nobody would listen (nope)
A new position, got a couple of pots to piss in
Got the aim of Oswald nigga I ain't missin'
If everybody eating' who the fuck gone clean the kitchen
I got vision, and a real deep suspicion
About a lot of rappers reps and they street conditions
Everybody got bricks of yay, claim they do crimes that pay
And tell you that it paved the way (BULLSHIT!)
Well only a few niggaz really came up this way
With gunplay day-to-day quick to blow you away
Trying to sound like snoop, trying to ball like Dre
I just think you mutherfuckers ain't got shit to say
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 audasity
We the shit from the get and we set to win
Straight hard on a bitch y'all sensative
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 and pray just to see
Another day I live to breathe
My life, my world, this is realityyyyy
If you saw you walking on a street and a
black man were comin' torward you
what would you be feeling?
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.
Well let me ask you this...
"I don't want niggas soundin' like me" [Ghostface Killah on 'Shark Niggas
(Biters)']
"I don't want niggas soundin' like me knowhatI'msayin'?"
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
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 door to me Cause if it's closed
I'm a brakin' in with some pantyhose
Over the mic
So you don't know who I sound like
Executing those who record and bite to sound tight
It's not permitted by the right
The Gustopo surprising these niggas like Benny Blanco
Remember me man? You thought I was a fan till I threw you in the back of a
Yo these Drop Squad delegates rhymes are delicate
I spit on the mic to get these MC's pussys wet
For those with plans to clone me thee original
It can't be done I'm digital (digital)
Yo who wanna come see the hard rock?
The non stop green block yo whole block recieve speed knot
You need not
Get brave my bullets never graze
They hit close to home seperating flesh from bone
So better get off on your own bitch
Rollin' chrome shit tryin't to own shit
I was molded, after the best that the streets had to offer
The author of my own destiny
So I suggest you stop stressin' me
I'll find out when I pull my nine out and blow your mind out
Play a deadly game with no fouls and no time outs
Inhale large amounts of dojah forever ready like a soldier
I'm lock mode and shoot from the shoulder
And burn down your lavish landscape digital tape
Cause everything you rhyme about is actually fake
So make room for the legitamate nasty inconsiderate
Thinkin' you rankin' top dollar but really counterfeit
[Xzibit]
Ain't a damn thing promised to ya
Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I'm just bein honest to ya
It take a whole lot, just to get a little
Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life's riddles
never, come that easy, but it was easy
to lead me, but it wasn't easy to see me
Get up off the block to the TV
And sell a couple million CD's, best believe me
You see these callouses on my soul?
Couldn't let hate and paralysis, take control
I pick you up when you down 'til I can't no mo'
My name sting in your mouth like canker sores
Been at war my whole life, sleepless nights
Endless fights, but still can't walk to the light
Cause my work ain't finished on earth, for what it's worth
From the cradle to the hearse, God and family first, for real
[Chorus: singer]
Somewhere in the heart of man (somewhere, within, somewhere)
There comes a time when he must understand (when he must understand)
The strong withstand, the weak will fall {*repeat*}
Cause tomorrow may not come at all {*repeat*}
[Xzibit]
Life ain't long, it's more like a snapshot
You can have the top, I live for the hop
Never take a day I'm breathin on this planet for granted
Time for change, time for growth, peace understandin
See but niggaz keep forcin my hand, disturbin my plans
Bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man
It's like tryin to build a house on sand; you never get
a solid foundation, one man can change the nation
Yo I put that on all creation; Haitian, Jamaican
African, Asian, Caucausian, Indian
Whatever your persuasion, this is the message
Time is of essence especially when you're countin your blessings
Lessons learned from the deepest of pain, it's not a game
Keep my name outta your mouth and I'ma keep it the same, ya dig?
It's a shame, graduated to the rap game
Only to find out crack and rap was the same thang, damn!!
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
Who got skill? Who got hustle?
Who got they family with 'em? Who pay for they muscle?
Yo it's all gon' come out in the wash, the lost angel
with dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo
I lay low for no one, I love my life
Ain't afraid of no hard work and sacrifice
Was born twice through the life of my seed
Makin sure he see a side of life, I was never able to see
Hittin home like "Ground Zero," move over now
Peace to the real heroes, still underground
I put it down for the homies that came that's hard in the paint
I'm livin proof it's never to late, you straight
Once in a while I go back to the main strip
And see the same niggaz still doin the same shit
And all I can do is increase the flow
Put it out, let it soak in, and hope they grow, c'mon
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
(Yeah) I can drink a whole Henessey fifth
Some call that a problem but I call it a gift
Xzibit make the whole continent shift (hell yeah)
Invadin your territory in a blaze of glory
A soldier story, livin off nothin but instinct
Bitch niggaz continue to floss and lip-sync
And I'ma just continue to flow, while rockin the boat
Probably smoke three-hundred thousand dollars in dope
Don't make my desert eagle barrel touch the back of your throat
Always approach niggaz that's known for killin your folks
Be surprised who could turn around and bust on y'all
Catch your mother or your sister comin out of the mall
Bang holes through they coats and they Macy bags
No retaliation you basically runnin with fags
In these streets, you only good as your last transaction
Funny style, and these niggaz ain't laughin
Y'all got it all fucked up in zero-zero
Think life is a video for "Last Action Heroes"
Face the price you pay for the games you play
When it's all said and done at the end of the day, you gotta
Get your walk on, get your head right
I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right
Get your bounce on, back dat ass up
Bitch pass me the bottle, fill your glass up
Judge and jury, don't get your case dismissed
When I get pissed and smash through the makeshift
Uplift, dump this, make your shit knock
Hypnotical hardrock that don't flop
It's the best thing crackin my nigga
Lot of rappers talk of flashin the trigger but don't ever deliver
From the home of the toe tag, lowriders and body bags
earthquakes police with automatics and nerve gas
Learn fast or get left behind quick (yeah)
You testify, you get wrapped in plastic (hell yeah)
Xzibit turn your SUV into a casket
Melt your body parts in a tub full of sulfuric acid
Drastic measures we take just to get by
for all the shit you gotta go through to get high
Stand by, do or die for the West coast
Wanna fuck with Xzibit but can't come close motherfuckers
Tell y'all people to call my people
Recognize all men are not created equal
I'm lethal, all y'all faggots remain see-through
Only the kid from "The Sixth Sense" can peep you (DEAD PEOPLE!)
When I get through the world'll be a better place
A little Jesus Christ mixed with some Leatherface
Go find some punch to spike, find some dope to lace
Pull a pistol from my waist, nigga reach for space
Smack the taste out of your mouth if you talk shit
or hit so hard to the chin it make your back flip
My transcript number one up in this conference
It's nonsense, all y'all niggaz want is conflict
Only associate with pros and the convicts
Xzibit roll up in the spot with a bomb bitch
and then bounce with a couple, motherfuck a tussle
Now let me introduce whose first
The nigga that's been down
with the set since birth
Whatever it was worth
I checked in on the norm
Since a juvenile callin'
Shots in the dorm
Moms said you better get right
Or shake the spot
I chose to break and be a rollin' stone
Like pop
Stashin' the rocks by the gats
With the Gs
So I can talk crazy when the narks yell freeze!
I don't fight the feelin'
Gotta hustle with a passion
Comin' cross state to put you down
With some action
In actuallity I keeps it real in the streets
Remininsin' younger days
Over gangsa ass beats
And I,
Hit the weed
Til myeye balls bleed
While my life is corrupted
By lust and greed
Serve you anything from cocaine
Up to speed
I came with the drank
So here's five on the weed
See kids don't belong
Up in grown folks buisness
The Likwit niggas rollin' through with a thickness
Sickness bear witness
Like tequlla without a chaser
It burns going down
Niggas guarenteed to drown
Legendary sound
From the west coast underground
The mighty King Tee
And Mr. X to the Z, see
Never underestimate the power
Of the X man
Dismantle your plans
Or just catch you with a back hand
Xzbit bring it to you live
With the know how
Cool in a gang
And ain't about to change
My lifestyle
Catchin' bodies in this uphill battle
But Xzibit unravel
Have smoke will travel
I bust Teflon rhymes
Into the crowd, bitch
You anin't Steve Rif
So stop trying to get Loud
You need to pump your brakes to avoid the collision
Xzibit still winnin'
Unanimous decisions
It's going down
Once again everybody lay down
Run your money and the jewels
To the front without a sound
The infamous supreme King Tee
Glad to meet ya
Derranged in the mothafuckin' brain
Through ya speaka and hey
I walk around the hood lookin' looped
Strapped like a mothafuckin'
Desert strom troop
Niggas be like "King Tila
How you get that Benz?"
By sending birds to Oklahoma City
To my friends
I slang my gangsta funk
Through the night
Sometimes I fight
Like I'm the ghost of Eric Wright
Compton is where I dwell
It's like hell
Slangin' the shit that got the smokers
In a spell
And all my homies live lives
Like crooks
Rich and infamous
Hoes wanna look but get shook
Cause we don't trust you hoes
You'll have a nigga fucked up
With a bullet through his clothes
Positively nothings positive
Negativity positively how we live
Positively nothings positive
Negativity positively how we live
Ladies and gentlemen
Undivided attention
Xzibit get you open like Nicole Brown Simpson
It's the...
Most dangerous things next to grizzles
Unsolved mysteries
Xzibit hit you penetentary style
Quick sharp and straight to the neck
I'm heavy on your chest
I'm all up in your life
Like stress
The coast that resides to your left
Whre niggas perpitrate
And catch a fate worse than death
And like Cyanide I'm hard to detect
Got more desighns and stragiht lines
Than an architect
King Tee chapter four
Verse seven reads
Xzibit shall come and break down humanity
Niggas lose ther're sanity
Trying to handle me
Yeah, ha
Ladies and gentlemen (Ha, Yeah)
You got money and then bitches
Power..
Ya had it, ya lost it
Ya leased it, ya flossed it
Business fell through now ya comin up off it
He bought it, he rolled it
He passed it, you smoked it
Now ya fucked up off some weed mixed wit coke shit
Ya love her, ya hate her
Ya fucked her, ya raped her
Twenty-five to life cuz ya can't control ya anger
Its heavy, its deep
Its solid, its weak
Things people say about ya records in the streets (Check it)
Be careful what ya wish for
Ya fuck around and get it
I did it got in it
Spit it and didnt waste a minute
So where my niggas at?
What part of the game is that?
I paid my dues now nobody tryin to pay me back
And if they did i would probably have as much as shaq
My life is the movie so listen to the soundtrack
This what its all about
You better stall me out
And feel the aim of the name you niggas callin out
If you feelin how im feelin
And you ready and willin
to come to the table
I put it together who doin it better
Come bounce with me (Come on)
You can smoke a whole ounce with me (Right on!)
Take em out!
If you movin how im movin
And you chosen and proven
So lose the illusion
The top guns cue the confusion
Come bounce with me (Come on!)
You can smoke a whole ounce with me (Right on!)
Take em out!
I'm tired, I'm hungry
You're lazy, disgusting
You're lay around my house and ya never do nothing
I seen it, believed it
Planned it, conceived it
Missed me with the bullshit bitch I dont need it
I cheated, you cheated
We cheated, so beat it
Eat it like a dick bitch you too conceited
I broke it, replaced it
I slammed it, I chased it
Hands in the air if ya love gettin wasted baby!
You never seen us before
You betta come and get it
You with it im with it
I'm busy baby you fuckin with it
Is it your place or mind
Dont wanna waste your time
And you can get it how you want it it'll blow ya mind
Its over time
Takin pride in the bump and grind
A hit from behind to leave you with a broken spine
This what its all about
You better stall me out
Its just the game of the name you bitches callin out
Pop it, drink it
Float it, sink it
Plan to stop me then you better rethink it
Drive it, use it
Pimp it, abuse it
Shit motherfuckers do to hip-hop music
I live it, I die it
I'm laughin, I'm cryin
Pop two of these bitch, lets start flying
I hear it, I taste it
I touched it, I faced it
Breakin down the bullshit back to the basics
I had to kick in the door
Thats how I had to get it
I shitted with lyrics
And getting better for fuckin credit
Gettin gangsta with it
The best that ever did it
Hit it and quit it my nigga
You shouldnt babysit it
We need more emcees and less wannabes
Three hundred and sixty degrees of reality
Thats what its all about
Kill em and haul em out
Yeah, today the big day
Been here four years, eleven months and twenty-nine hot ones
One more day and I'm a free man walkin
Leavin from behind these gates, I paid my debt to the state
And ever since they took the weights
Wasn't much for a nigga to do but start thinkin
Wishin I was back home drinkin every weekend
Remember like it's yesterday, eight-teen and ?
I can't remember the letters I just wrote a lot of them
Goin for a ride that I cannot stop
Set up shop in Cochran, connect the dots
And for those that don't know, thats the Pen-East to Fresno
Northeast to Baskersfield, fuck "Let's Make a Deal"
Livin around niggaz who kill, right along with the niggaz who will
At the drop of a hat, sharpen up anything hard to stab you with that
Niggaz givin up the manhood they can't get back
It's a sick university, murder the cirriculum
Concrete campuses, I miss Los Angeles
More than that I'm missin my kids
Missin my turf, missin my bitch, what could be worse?
Shouldn't have asked that, called the bitch collect (It's Xzibit)
Some nigga picked up, wanted to break her neck
When kites slide up under your door, you slide them back
Cause when you pick em up and read em that's where you're at
And if you ain't rollin with that then watch your back
Level four right away, gettin hit the same day
Playin the price for the games you play
Never realize how precious time is til you give it away
Can't remember what a t-bone taste like
I stayed awake nights listening to the sounds of prison life
Motherfuckers cryin, shanks gettin sharpened
Tacs gettin taced up, plottin and talkin
Sellin everything from weed to blow
When it's time for you to go you're the last to know
niggaz holdin weight, essays got the power
Locked down, one shower every seventy-two hours
Top Ramen and Tuna, trigger happy sharpshooters
Waitin for the jump off, can't wait to thump off
Had to smash a nigga readin my shit
Tryin to intercept my outside and write my bitch
I seen niggaz sleep for weeks, get too weak
And then physically and mentally cannot compete
Find new shit to master, make the time move faster
Home sweet home, shipped off to Land Caster
Kept a low pro, close to home and I'm trippin
Time to catch up with all the shit that I been missin
Everybody runnin they mouth, pussy to count
Cause bitches in Cali love niggaz thats freshed out
But some of these niggaz on swipe
Gettin out with the virus caught from the nigga he liked
Fuck that, when I touch back I got plans
If I can't rock the powder, rock the fans
Give my naked pictures away, shake some hands
Hope I never seen none of you motherfuckers again
On all times take the long walk to the front gate
Dress out expandin shit, today my release date
Alright my niggaz, I'm gone, see you in an ounce dog, woo!
What's up nigga
Yeah, what's up nigga
Hey get in the car, my nigga, sup X?
Here goes ya motherfuckin chain nigga
Lucky I didn't pawn that motherfucker
Ha, yeah right
Check it out dog, everybody know that you just got out
That shit was all on the radio
But dig it I got two strippin bitches
just flew in from motherfuckin Las Vegas
ready to get down and dirty, I got a pound of weed, got on the Hennessy
Everybody at the club waitin, what you wanna do?
There's no escape from the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin'
Now I try to school 'em on the killin' and blastin'
But season after season they recycle assassins now
He's too advanced for his own good
He didn't get a second chance to see the glock pointed at his hood
Makin' his way through the rain he's caught in the game
He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain
Nothin's changed in a city flask
Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants and low hats, forever
Until the job is done and no one's left
My man Jeff told me with his very last breath
To watch moms
But they got her with the car bomb
Pop tried to save her second blast got his arm
Niggas play for keeps like casino
Baby's has got fathers just got back from doin' Chino
With nothin' to lose loose screws in the attic
The only skill a nigga knows is how to strip an automatic
And stash the barrel stab a nigga something terrible
Death resume 20 kill in incredible time
No guilt and shame
On the mind stuck a nigga for lookin' didn't know he was blind
So I find
Mankind is a serious threat
To another others kind when there's something to get
In a vet gonna fast jet to the spot to see what they got
Nobody saw shit cause it's not
Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets
Niggas frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets
And it's deep how blood drys as a mother crys
Open eyes gettin' landed on by flys
There's no disgues for the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is the reason for askin' now
I came from a family of one girl and three boys
Fuck playin' with toys our fun was on the block
Watchin' all the cats negotate the neighborhood stock
My job was to come runnin' whenever cops was comin'
My older brother I figure was the ring leader
Whenever these cats move they all bring heaters
All black and nickel plated (c'mon)
Soon became fasinated bitches cars and kicks
And look at how fast they made it
My younger brother gave less than a fuck he was content
With G.I. Joe and Tonka trucks
But I want butts, livin' first class delux
15 years old soldier ready to serve these clucks
My older brother was touched
It's a game where you don't play gotta have cane
Crack house for my birthday
The next day my brother shot in cold blood by the police
In a rage he lived but he payed the price
Caught with keys 25 to life
Takin' in by the crew time to standed on my own two (c'mon nigga)
But as I marinated thinkin' about the hood
I really can't remember my body doin' good
For long big decisions somebody got to make 'em
Undercover recognize the face now can't shake a
Phone tap (what) and now I'm in the belly of the beast
Use to sittin' in leather sheets now I'm sittin' awaitin' release
Visitors day, my younger brother came down
Put the toys down excited about the first round
He bust I was crushed to finally see
The solution to the problem could of started with me
It's the Meth in the house! Ha, yeah, break it down.
When it's all said in done, we gon' be on top
Cause we don't stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot
and clown; Niggas relyin on special effects
While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin they neck
Move the crowd without breakin a sweat
Trend setter, with a Beretta, so keep it on deck
Cause you never know when Xzibit gonna move through the set
Don't be scared, just be prepared and quiet as kept
At a night club, talkin bout you don't go out
And you tryin to got to school and make a certain amount
But the last part, I just couldn't figure it out
I guess its real hard to talk with a dick in your mouth
Lightweight, like confetti, steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain't ready
To deal with the legendary
Soopafly, emcee, and bullett logo
Shot callers, clear the whole block like we po-po
Round and round we go, it don't stop
Till we all get dough, c'mon, make it hot
Baby girl to the pussy pop, pussy pop
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop!
Lookin good with your stink-ass
Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast
Make it hot, baby girl to pussy pop, pussy pop
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop!
Well, you gotta pop the pussy, get rid of the next with a name on your gums
It's the ?Bidulo Gang? bitch, we both want some
You got titties and ass
But I got a dick and some cash
You ain't talkin bout shit
Then I'ma smash, bitch
On three, on me, bitch, you my property
Daddy Jayo Felony, ain't nobody stoppin me
And I said daddy, bitch thats what you gon' call me
I ain't no simp or a wimp
I'ma motherfuckin pimp
Tear spots in my hoes, make they high-heels fall off
You got me ? the fuck-up, if you think I'm goin soft
on ya; I'm hard on my hoes that's how it goes
Bitch, get up off your toes, and get my six-four
? My name, you bounced, so you might as well break bread
And only Dulo niggas know, whats the head
My name is Billy Loco and this is my opinion
I'm coming from SD, and Dulo is my religion
Be-b-b-b- atch!
I don't save or pray, or ? clothes
All I really wanna do is win the game, fuck hoes!
In Jamaica, at the Half Moon Villa, with a killa
And a cocain dealer, layin low from the law
See it all comes down to who's quick to draw first
Pay attention, prevention, ridin off in a hearse
Mister X to the you know me
Thousand-dollar bitches wanna pop the pussy for free
The disfunctional member of the Alkoholik family tree
Frequently bang bitches, Wu-Tang, Killer Bee
Hennessey on the rocks, with Pina Coloda
At the Ramada, make you work hard like Donna
For the cheese, got you down on your hands and knees
After that we kick back and burn up some trees
Mad shout, cause Xzibit's not the type to be treatin
I'm an Alkoholic and I'm late for my meeting
Mov-mov-mov-mov-movin in your chucks
We come through extra whylin
And y'all love it, who don't like sex & violence
You got a camera phone, send a picture and a text
Fiends want dough, tricks want sex
Bitches want dick, pimps want a grip
Motherfuckers wanna know, when you gon' slip
Man you rich, you still kick it in the hood?
Sellin coke, and fuckin bitches real good?
Don't let 'em fool ya, these bitches ain't innocent
They'll change the game and make the gangsters start pimpin women
He don't want her, she's just a decoy
You've gotta use her, you know hoes love the d-boy
So let 'em do ya, put them hookers to work
You want to save the hoe, so he took her to church
These bitches slangin, lootin, hookin, recruitin
Work the credit cards, stealin, cookin, shootin
To all my pimps (sli-sli-sli-slidin in your gators)
And all my gangsters (gangsters movin-movin in your chucks)
Beotch!
(Mov-mov-mov-mov-movin in your chucks)
Have you ever seen fluent flow..
Well this is how you do it though..
Man I don't give a fuck..
Fuck it, how I ride slide in the bucket
Trip, I told this nigga to hold his bitch
Come equipped but don't trip, nigga mold his bitch
The bitch bomb, I think he in posession of mine
Cause the bitch is tryin to put my dick on top of her mind
I'm too G'd up to play games with bustaz
Got somethin to start trippin niggaz lanes and bustin
I'm Gotti motherfucker, Chucks and T's
Nickels and semi-automatic ninas and beams
I don't really give a fuck about your hood my nigga
I'm just tryin to make all bad good my nigga
Got gators for the pimpin, Chucks on the daily
I ain't trippin off these busta niggaz bitches gotta pay me
Yeah beotch!
Always poppin that shit like you want to
But you don't say a fuckin thing when I come through (beotch!)
I call the shot and somebody gon' touch you
But you ain't even half a fag, nigga fuck you (ya beotch!)
Always talkin 'bout what a nigga gon' do
But you a hoe so nobody don't believe you (yeah beotch!)
Lightin it up for the world to see
The return of Mr. X to the Z, damn
To my niggaz in them Cadillacs, swingin that battle axe
A million dollars every 90 days, imagine that
My habitat is black, ramsacked with heavy gats
Hit a nigga so hard that his head gon' touch his back
Dog set it off, motherfuck them haters
I keep on pimpin for my paper in my now or later {gators}
Made my mark for my spark, terror tear you apart
You better have you some heart, comin out here after dark
If you gon' start you must finish, nigga handle yo' business
Because you spoke like a menace you got sent off to the dentist
I don't be goin back and forth like, full court tennis
We gon' handle what we gon' handle, have you walkin in sandals
In a hospital robe, back of yo' body exposed
I stay in militant mode, I staple holes to your clothes
Because it's one for the hustle, two for transition
For my brothers in position still cookin in the kitchen
Beotch!
This, cannot continue
We must go, our sep-arate waaaaays
Without youuuuu, I can do betterrrrr
But first these words, I have, to, saaaaay
It's nooooot, that I don't hear youuuuu
When you scream, and curse, my, naaaaame
It's juuuuust that I, don't feeeeeeel you
Nigga you, invade, my spaaaaaaace
YEAH!
Blacked out, tatted up, let's go, saddle up
I'm alge-ballin, dumb niggaz cain't add it up
Cock back, back 'em up, fuck what you throwin up (yeah)
All these rappers comin out, ain't nobody showin up
Man, where your talent at? Show me where your balance at
You the king of the streets? Well I ain't heard none of that
Just like the South say, watch what your mouth say
Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, (Did it My Way)
I know we don't see eye to eye, you ain't never lied
We should part ways 'fore somebody catch a homicide
Recognize, lost of a lot of love when my momma died
Did a gang of shhhhit, I'm surprised that I'm still alive
Fishburn yellin wake up, open up my eyes
Don't believe them lies from them guys that you idolize
Ridicule, try to downplay, try to minimize
And criticize when you on your grind so I realized
This cannot continue, we must go our separate waaaaays
Without you I'll do better, but first these words I have to saaaaay
It's not that I don't hear you, when you scream and curse my naaaaame
It's just that I don't feel you, nigga you invadin my spaaaaace
Go ahead spit it out, that's right, get it out
So I can respond, nigga FUCK what you talk about
Drop like a guillotine, money over everything
seems to be the theme in the land of the Philistine
Mentally you still shackled up on some lame shit
Side by side on the bottom of a slave ship
Came a long way from the place that I started from
Ever seen a man's last breath beaten out of him?
Hate manifest from the inside out
The shit starts in your heart then spill out your mouth
I'm the odd man out, watch it all pan out
I see you tryin to stand up but you don't stand out (ha ha ha!)
Now that I found that my path is original
Prepared, never scared, had to peak at my pinnacle (yeah)
I'm not like you, but you think we identical
It's pitiful, you can never bang with the criminal
Three wheels lock it up, ammo stock it up
It's not for niggaz cause George Bush comin after us
That's why it's time to roll, get where I gotta go
All my people fightin for they soul, you are not alone
Never waste my pearls on the swine and the ignorant
Forever on my grind, you despise and belittle it
Here's a little tidbit, X rock that real shit
Dump like a L.A.P.D. cop, over kill shit
Hooked on a brand new high called monopolize
Put you on track where you just, you was out of line
And I ain't got the time to fuck around with the dumb shit
You know that young shit, the "Hey nigga where you from" shit
Even though the pistol in my hand, I'm a businessman
People grow apart, don't expect you to understand
Let's part ways and, then pray for better days
I realize somebody 'bout to die, so I came to SAY
Yeah, knowhatI'msayin? (you invadin my spaaaaace)
Yeah, stop askin where the fuck I'm at
Yeah (nigga you invadin my spaaaaace)
Tryin to see where I'm at, tryin to be where I'm at all the fuckin time
C'mon (you invadin my spaaaaace)
Get a life nigga, heheheh
I got mines, know'mtalkinbout? (nigga you invadin my spaaaaace)
Yeah.. huh.. it's been a long time
It seem like the whole world waitin on the West coast
We missed you.. welcome back - let's go!
Uhh, yeah that, new West
C'mon, uhh
Here we go - Steady gang, Steady gang, Steady gang, Steady gang
Uhh, yeah that
Klack, klack - klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack, uhh c'mon
Yeah, uhh
YEAH! YEAH!!!
Strong Arm Steady we ready it's time to ball out
When vocal chords spit cold shit they never thaw out
Industry tried to pigeonhole, I had to crawl out
Hear my name bein called out, nuclear fallout
Full body armor with bangers, we goin all out
Garbage bags in trunk of the car, it won't stall out
Hit you where you stay, hogtied, you gettin hauled out
Crush the whole car, it's well planned and thought out
Try to attain fame from beef, you went the wrong route
Scrape a 38 on your teeth, I knock 'em all out
I know you ain't fuckin with me dawg (c'mon NOW)
Underestimate, run up on, it's on now
Have your niggaz plottin revenge and puttin songs out
Demise by design, blueprints is drawn out
Flood crack back in the hood, it's been a long drought
Show you what this gangster killa Cali is all about
KLACK - for the niggaz that bang in the inner city and
KLACK - for the enemies creepin to come and get me
Be thankful, if you get away alive
You wouldn't kill or won't let nothin die, so keep it movin
Yo! You don't like how I'm livin well FUCK YOU
Nastradamus style, make every line come through
Don't make me spit predict your last action
Last man standin (yeah) last man laughin (yeah)
Assassin, crosshairs, smile for the birdie (CLICK!)
Hit you long range, high powered, 30-30 shit
If you never heard of a heavy assault rifle
Hit targets a mile away from the top of the Eiffel (woo!)
Knock the soul out of your body, stay plottin like Bin Laden
to swoop down and crash your party
All bark no bite (SHIIIT!) we don't bark nigga
We bite to the white then shake 'til the afterlife
Hard work and sacrifice, who's your daddy?
Make you wanna drop e'rything and move to Cali
We classic, go 'head, speak my name
And I'ma lay your ass down like the All Star game, c'mon
Sawed-off shotgun, shoot through your shoulderblade
Bitch-made niggaz get, hit with a hand grenade
Blow up your Escalade, then I hit the road
and I'm back in the hood lookin for somethin to smoke
Everytime, I use the element of surprise
With a gun that's big enough to make an elephant hide
I elevate my rhythm by hustlin crack addicts
Get locked but, when I'm released I'm back at it
See, Mitch know the time, in front of me the birdie and
Phil got the customers comin to get it early we
came a long way from po-lice chasin us
for dope in our socks and angel dust
Yeah klack for the strippers in clubs shakin they titties
This, mac'll have you bitch niggaz runnin like P. Diddy
I'll bang you, comin out the side of your mouth
(Ohhhh, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
You can turn your back and then walk away
(You can turn your back and then walk away)
Soon be comin the judgement day
(Ahh, soon there be comin the judgement day)
Yes, uhh, breathe with me
C'mon.. listen, yo
I know you're fed up, feel like you can't get up
Have faith, stay strong, keep your head up
Yo, it only gets worse; we in a world
where your status and your bank account determine your worth
There's no time to rehearse, the clock been tickin
cause we all started dyin at birth, I speak the truth and it hurts
It felt like I was dyin of thirst
'til I was blessed with my voice, I move mountains with verse
The worst thing you ever seen in your life, "The Passion of Christ"
Pregnant chicks buyin rock, hittin the pipe
It ain't like I ain't tried to tell ya; misery love company
Keepin the wrong company brings failure
Cause people use people like paraphenalia
With a scam, with a scheme, with a dream to sell ya
But I ain't got nothin but love for all my soldiers and thugs
To all of my women, we gotta keep livin, c'mon
You can turn your back and then walk away
(Ohh, don't turn your back and then walk away y'all)
Soon be comin the judgement day
(Soon there be comin judgement day)
Yeah! C'mon
Mr. X to the Z had to raise the stakes
Had to touch my people like T.D. Jakes
On the ground like a nigga flippin crumbs to cake
I won't stop like an eighteen wheeler with no brakes
Bein dipped in her-on so each CD's weight
Niggaz be fake, they speak what they can't create (create)
You won't, see me break, I'm built for a tough frame
One-eighty-five and I'm still on huff
I was only 15, tryin to pass that rock
Never got caught, just sat down, collected my thoughts
This is bullshit, I ain't got a plane or a boat
I'm just another nigga sellin some coke, y'know?
Had to grab life right by the throat, murder I wrote
My callin for ballin wasn't pedalin dope
It was oversea convoys, bangin out cuts
No police or government agency lockin me up, so what?
You can turn your back and then walk away
(You can turn your back and then walk away)
Soon be comin the judgement day
(SOOOOON there'll be a-comin a judgement day)
C'mon..
What do you believe in? I believe in karma
And that fo'-five to drop that drama
Can't wait for the time when I meet my maker
Picture everlasting life in Jamaica, time to wake up
Watch your thoughts, your thoughts become words
Your words become actions when the bullshit happens
Keep laughin, that's when the gauge start clackin
Feel the buckshots smackin have your body mismatchin
Yo, I feel the devil tryin to force my hand
Steady bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man
See I was born to be all that I can, without a Uncle named Sam
As you can see we just a part of his plan
Cause first there was a war on blacks
And then there was a war on crack, now it's war in Iraq, c'mon
I never give up, I only give back
I ain't preachin I'm just statin the facts
So let the choir SING!
You can turn your back and then walk away
(You can turn your back and then walk away)
Soon be comin the judgement day
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
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
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
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 games, I'm doing thangs, I know you wouldn't agree with
What I drink, what I smoke, who I be with
You made sure I got some love when there wasn't none
Opened up my heart showed the world where I'm coming from
Your little grandson is just like your little boy
Mama what you built here no man can ever destroy, your bundle of joy
I've been through so much
I lose touch and sometimes I feel that life sucks
My women try to get close I push here away
She wanna talk I just sit there with nothing to say
Feel me its all the pain I contain on the inside
You in the right place but left me at the wrong time
Use to cook, clean, and sing me to sleep
Now I only go to bed with my heat, damn I miss you
The school of hard knocks where I learned life's lessons
With not enough answers and too many questions
When you had me you gave birth to a soldier
Now I'm much older now the world much colder
Our lives in the hands of politicians that don't care
We ponds in the game biological warfare
The family's so spread out n disconnected
Trying to hold things together put my soul on records
It's hard; you know your daughter had a baby too
A beautiful baby girl just another little piece of you
Another branch we can add to the family tree
Responsibility bringing out the man in me
You ain't a man if your not taking care of home
Raise and protect my own, until they full-grown
No matter how much these streets try to change me
I'm never 'gon forget how you raised me
I Love You, Forever.
Yeah, all the mothers, all the daughters, yeah, come on
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
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
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!"
Bitch what? Act right and pour it in a cup
The West and Eastside keep smokin them blunts, niggaz
Let's get with it, I was born to trip
Stay on the lookout, ain't no time to slip
We ain't for games and shit
Change your spot, cause we're known to dip
No time for chasin hoes
I'm on a mission cause my cash is low
There's no need to speak on those
Doggy rags are the gangsta's clothes
There's two sides of my family, both sides from the ghetto
Pops Finnish choco-late, moms Mississippi yellow
Caramel, Cherokee black man, with a pedigree of excellence
Together we rise, no time for seperateness
My grandfather Snake was a Jake, or a jack
of a smack to a bird who don't know how to act
Straight hustler, Mississippi moonshine smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day with that attitude of "Fuck ya"
Built to run forever, X the infinite
First line of defense to smash through the immigrants
Can't straddle the fence, it's all or nothin
Close the curtain, shut down your whole production
Don't be scared, be prepared, niggaz do be bustin
without thinkin; I mastered the art of hard drinkin
Yo, you wanna stop the X, try your best
I'm still fuckin with your pockets like the IRS, so yo
Gather all around, to see
how we display our vicious skills
I done seen and heard, enough
Let's prove the West coast is for real
At this time, please extinguish all smoking materials
Return all seat backs, and tray tables
to their most upright, and long position
Also at this time please take care to fasten your seatbelt
Enjoy your stay, welcome to L.A.
Welcome to L.A.
Where you can see the whole city burning
Cause the cops got uzis and the dealers keep serving
and your kids ain't learning shit, except this
Sex power and wealth, fuck everything else
Trying to survive, Los Angeles Times
MC's get fucked up, chopped like Braveheart
Don't start what you can't finish, serious bidness
Down La Seneca to bust a left on Venice
where you can find me and mines -- Los Angeles Times
Welcome to L.A.
Where every other day I'm taking the hat off my head
Givin respect to the dead, and avoid havin the same thing
said about me, Xzibit stand underground
like the roots of a tree, watered three times a day
Forty ounce Olde E, like a magnifying glass
making it easier to see, the Mister X to the Z
Don't peak, L.A., why test without vest-es
stop lead projectile, Apocalypse Now
Love Allah not new car, faggot, superstar
type of cat, fuck that, mash away in a
diamond-white Concourse 'Llac
Still black so the one-time react as if under attack
Ain't nothin changed but district range, feel no pain
Mr. Big Bad Insane Black John McClane with
liquor on the brain, down to earth like dirt
From the city where niggaz known for puttin in work
Welcome to L.A.
If hand determine dick size, I'm palmin the Earth
Select turf, then plant bad seed and give birth
And make the hard work look easy fuh sheezee
Leavin you and your best man, stiffer than mannequins
Enough to break the skin on a Vietnam leatherneck
Marine drill sargeant, you nothin but a target (pow!)
Charge it to the game, gotta look beyond the brand name
Comin from the guts like I slammed down twenty cups
of Hennesey straight, relate feel my hate
Xzibit flippin through these bitches like DJ trait
Translate to left field, only real niggaz follow
Bitches suck and swallow, I'm livin life behind the bottle
Never the role model, still shinin like a new automobile
Flow six-fo', you can't steal
cause I got a kill switch with a itch for the action
While other rappers use mass weapons of destruction
to sell they shit
El ve-te-rano, you can only pray to learn what I know
Ride slow across the horizon a lone desperado
Comin through the door bringin nothin but hits
Sometimes I feel like a matador, lookin at this bullshit
Niggaz pull rent from the crack of they ass
Maintain do your thang this too shall pass
I season beef with lead pieces then cook it with gas
I'm from the school of hard knocks way ahead in the class
Xzibit hard to get through, like bulletproof glass
Break it down like Johnny Cochran then mix it with hash
Your defense can't last against advanced prosecution
Hit the airwaves like pollution -- hey, here's a solution
Take a trip to Washington then burn the Constitution
Top government officials locked down for prostitution
Recruitin the hard rocks mean streets keep producin
The world is a riot shit is mine for the lootin
Everyone's got to make a living
"Alright, your charged with public intoxication, alright listen"
"There's a thousand people out who're drunk"
"Okay, I understand that"
We O-W in the whole zone
The Likwit Crew is on the microphone
Let it rain brother
Xzibit do your thing
You get permanently put on your ass, like Teddy Pendergrass
Whenever you trespass on Alkaholik territory (Yeah, Yeah)
More savage than any rapper on your roster
I regulate, extortin on ya R&B; label mate
Xzibit rates the state
Cross me or cause me, fuck jiggy and flossy
I'm tryin to keep the government off me
Dodgin hard time and house arrest
Whatta you expect, findin' what ya never forget
Cause you're sellin wolf tickets that your ass can't pay
What I display, skill last found in Cassius Clay
In this prime time, hustle for mine
Used to nickel and dime
Doin felony crime, but now I bust mine
Instead of bustin' at enemies when the sun go down
Me and my niggas with a fat one
Smoke 'em all down to nothing
Crushin rappers, bare Witness like Jehovah
Swore we haven't been sober
Since 21 and over
We O-W in the whole zone
Likwit Crew is on the microphone
Let it rain brother
We O-W in the whole zone
Likwit Crew is on the microphone
Let it rain brother
Let it rain
King Tee do your thing
When the Likwit hits my soul
I get conceptions to make the microphones explode
The drunk mode, sippin X-O from the straw
King Tee broadcaster raw
Optical intoxication, flood your video station
Scramblin any playahation
But some of these fools got tricks in they boxes
So I blocks it, pull they whole set out the socket
Tha Alkaholiks rock shit
Any which way man I got shit
The Alkaholik don, king from Babylon
With some fatal shock shit
In this district, I'm listed as the mystic majestic, I gets hectic
What you expect, shit
The Likwit comity
Believe me loc, things will get shitty
Ain't gon look pretty
Commin' from the likwidation squad
Smoke weed, drink hard, my god
We O-W in the whole zone
Likwit Crew is on the microphone
Let it rain brother
We O-W in the whole zone
Likwit Crew is on the microphone
Let it rain brother
Let it rain
J-Ro do your thing
Fuck that East-West mess
I'm gettin' rest last
We make the crowd say "yes, yes"
Faster than the SS
Impala, you got beef than holla
My crew sticks together like Richy and Dollar
We got the boom-boom claats, shakey like Don Knots
They bitin like a room full of pits and rots
I got that old school soul
Called take it back like repo
And I got foes on my shelf like homes T-Paul
I'm C-Bo, that's my homeboy Rico
Posted up with three French bras at the need bowl
I got dressed wit the speed of a cheetah, finished up my two liter
Hopped in my 2-seater
Sunshine, drivin' down fine
Walk a 1 on 3.9
They playin oehh so fine
Got 'em on the fifth floor
Knocked at the door
Xzibit's in the house and he brought three more
"What the fuck is goin' on in here, What's happenin',
Where we drinkin' at, These my homegirls right here,
What y'all drinkin' right now, fuck that, All we got
is Hennessy"
We O-W in the whole zone
Likwit Crew is on the microphone
Let it rain brother
Let it rain
Rico do your thing
And up next, we got the Likwitest
It's so drunk, it's ridiculous
When Tash got the mic,
I swing my shit like Jack Nicklaus
I'm spinnin' this with niggas that slept on Likwidation
Cause no matter where you go,
They know the reputation
CaTashtrofy I punk lyrics with spunk
I'm like the renegade of funk
That get that ?bumstick? krunk
So if you watch your ship sunkin
Fuck you with the drunken
Than come a little closer
Let me head you somethin
I bomb with a wig blowin up your click
Now take your pick, you can kiss my ass or suck my dick
Cause this is how we comin' in 1998
The Alkaholiks, X, and King Tee the great
"It's the Likwit Crew, King Tee, Mister X to the Z, Ah,ah,
Alkaholiks, Likwit motherfucker came to tore the house down"
We O-W in the whole zone
Likwit MC's on the microphone
Let it rain brother
We O-W in the whole zone
Likwit Crew is on the microphone
Let it rain brother
Let it rain
Let it rain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
Won't stop, Can't stop
It's the L-I-K's
What, Mister X to the Z
What, Black John McClane
Huh, Defari Herut on ya too
King Tee, King Tipsy
Huh, and the whole fuckin' click
Yeah, realize you can't understand this shit right here
Everybody get live, yeah
Everybody get live, yeah
Uhuh, uhuh, yeah
Uhuh, uhuh, yeah
Uhuh, uhuh, yeah
Uhuh, uhuh
Keep it, what, keep it movin'
Let it reign nigga
Mr. X to the Z (who am I?)
M-m-m-mr. X (who am I?)
X to the to-the-to-the Z
M-m-m-m-mr. X-x-x to the Z (yeah, yo)
M-m-m-m-mr. X-x-x to the Z
So it's one fifteen in the mornin I'm comin up, a hard day, serve
We gettin drunk smokin herb and the third dike you roll
Non-stop cash flow, 20,000 dollars and the rest cuttin yayo
We had the rocks, my nigga late to pick it up
get him on the phone, hurry up cause I ain't tryin to get stuck
So what the fuck is the hold up?
("Nigga sit your ass in the chair and I'll be right there")
Reminds me I gotta shake the spot
I got bitches in the hotel room ready for me to bang cob weight (*knock*)
Yo, who is that man?
("He wanna spend a couple of hundred, (yeah), but he'll be right back")
That's when I shoulda got the heater
But I was too busy in the kitchen countin money and takin shots at Tequila
Started countin out twelve when it hit me
If you was Rocksteady, you woulda came when the C-Note's rang
Before I could yell out to lock the front
Niggas rushed in the front door with the gauge, ready, duck
Bad enough I'm caught up in it, jacked, but worst than that
I'm caught in the kitchen without the strap
("Where the muh-fuckin sack homeboy?")
Yeah, woulda killed Terminators only D between us is
a stove and a refrigerator, came in and put the gauge to my chest
Took the money off the table and said ("Yo, where's the rest of it nigga?")
You gotta love it, came straight to the moneyman
20,000 cash, needed stacks, wrapped in rubber bands
Snatched the whole shit and broke out
I ran to the living room and got the heat from under the couch
Smashed out into the middle of the street started blastin
Dumpin at the getaway cars but they was mashin
I thought I heard the homies just in time for the action
Police hit the corner with they reds and white's flashin
These niggas rolled off with at least a cool fifty
Ya, I'm in handcuffs on the ground and mad cause the K-9 bit me
Shipped me off downtown for the bookin
Threw my herb sack when the cops wasn't lookin
Fingerprints, hold the tape, hear come detectors
One at the door, another one askin questions
Stupid shit like: - "Who was I shootin at?"
Was it game related and where do they kick it at?
But I didn't say shit I can tell from all the people
Involved it was an inside job
But I'm the wrong nigga to rob, I'll hunt you down
Fuck the money, I'll take you off and accept the loss
Set bail at fifteen g's, no sweat
Got cars slippin tonight, and almost got wet
Homies come to set bail see, but that's all right
Since I'm already here I'ma spend the night
("Hey, hey I need to use the phone again")
("Ay, ay man") ("Since when did you start takin shoestrings and shit?") ("Man")
("Ahhhh") ("Do I look like I wanna kill?") ("Ay man, fuck that")
("Ay, look:") ("I just need to use the phone real quick man, eh, fuck it")
("Aight, ay, let me get the top bunk")
("Ay man, this, this, this blanket, this blanket smell like urine man")
All right, you're charged with Public Intoxication
(All right, listen there's a thousand people down there who are drunk)
I look you in the grill
And I laugh inside
Niggas always perpetratin
Like they down to ride
But please don't try to tell me
What I can not see
What's the real definiton
Of A Fake MC
Muthafuckas only rappin since 93
And expect all props
Them gettin dropped like hot rocks
"So stop what you doin cause I'm
About to ruin".....
Like Shock-G get turned to stone
Tryin to rock me
I seperate my thought process
From stress, 24 tracks inside my brain
Tyrin to maintain
I bang shit without no gang or jherri curls
I seem like Kadeem
In a whole different world
It's the girls the cars niggas lose themselves
Forgettin who they are
When they try to be that superstar
They don't understand
It's all in the game plan
Exploit the art
And watch Hip-Hop fall apart
But I'm a do my part, and stay true
And keep breakin down bitch niggas like you
I'm not the type
To play games or drop
Name I just maintain
And burn rappers out the frame
Doin my part to stay true
And keep breakin down
Bitch niggas like you
But above all else
I represent it for myself
Leavin muthafuckas stretched out
Or better yet X-ed out
Xzibit, Excelerate, I rush it to the extreme
Like nicotine, never get me clean
From your blood stream
We all can't bust, so do it how you must
But if you hustle, avoid gettin rushed
With hand cuffs plus
In got we trust but don't trust us, we just
Add to the ashes, then pick up the dust
Like that
I make it seem
Like you havin bad dreams
Have you wakin up out your sleep
By your own screams
Xzibit has arrived Goddamit
We bout to rock the whole planet
And bitch niggas can't stand it
Try to play the back and look intense
You need to hit a fence
You don't want none of this
Hands on experience
I'm no the type to play games
Or drop names I just
Maintain and drop rappers out the frame
I bring it to the ruffest toughest
Mic killers
And you wanna be niggas
And you burn bithces, type vicious
Imitating Hurricane flow for riches
You don't know the half
I got the ill vocab double rap style
Gettin bucked
More freaky than your last good fuck
Milkin you like ba ba pieces
Meetin niggas lyrical wishes
Writin rhymes and washin out dishes
Flowin with the likwid wicked
Representin with my nigga Xzibit
And we gonna do it
And do it and do it
Til you satisfied! cause shit is tight
Bodiqua C.E.O. on the mic
Smashin and trashin
Fuck Moschino fashion
All you muthafuckas need to stop askin
Valued more than the chrome
On your last set of wheels
Hurricane here to reign on your brain
Yo, turn it up a little so you (Focus)
Homeboy I ain't never gon let em take me under
I maintain with a mindframe to bring the rain and the thunder
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
and focus(focus) on the days and times(focus) that approach us
Verse 1
Bad seeds is planted to grow large and toke us
Whatever is left will be eaten alive by the locusts
Hear me not, believe me later
You can feel the animosity through this Irwin Vega
A full clip to make this bullshit stop
I'm in the struggle to bring the underground to the top
Head lock, Las Angeles, home of the scandalous
And beautiful bitches, smell the aroma
Nothin but doja, the Likwit soldier
Quick to fold you in half, sit back and laugh at you
Xzibit standing firm ground like a stone statue
You ever have a .45 slug blown at you?
We unstoppable, so everything is possible
Chorus
Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's (focus) the only to survive and stay on top
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus(focus) on the days and times that approach us
(repeat)
Verse 2
Be on the lookout
Cause this year some niggas gettin took out
Takin off of the scene
Man versus machine
I live between a rock and a hard place
About face stand straight
This is General X
Dedicated to the critics that hope and pray
That some day I'll go soft
And try to swing with a gimmick and fall off
Runnin with dogs you can't call off
Isolate to eliminate
That's the mind state
Never violate
I make your whole chest dialate
Defeat my appetite to annhilate
I carry the weight from state to state
Spread the product
Tired of friends and relatives gettin shot up
It's time for some action like Redman and B-Real
Cause I can be a dead man if I stand still
Too close for comfort, I'm under the gun
Like a felon going back
I'm ready to crack
Making niggas role the credits and fade to black
fade to black fade to black fade to black
Chorus
Yeah, everyday of my life
Got clear thinking, and everything stay tight
Drop bomb shit
Only bomb shit
Here come Xzibit to break it down like this
Chorus
Intro: [An interview with Xzibit]
[I] I want to ask you, what is more important to you guys?
All the money that you guys are talkin' about?
Or the artform? Or, what is more important? The Lyrics?
Or the leather sized stuff?
[X] I think, what we tryin' to do is device a way that the
artform and the money is like on a equal level.
You know what I mean, that, that like he said, is a fine
line where gotta pleas the crowd or pleas the artists
that are listenin' to you. And pleas the real hip-hop
underground people that, that, that is looking for that
you know, that real shit. It's only a certain way that
that you can go up and doin' it
Verse 1: [Xzibit]
Xzibit keep it on deck
Live, vinyl, CD or cassette
Whatever you select
I keep you bouncin' like a bad cheque
See I should have a trigger tattooed on my neck
To represent the heat that I repeat
Now you can take the highs out of the beat
But never take the rucked out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look into the eyes of the emotional
Your whole style is promotional
A dead giveaway to me is just another business day
Xzibit here to stay
My life, a tribute to the A.K,
you wanna play
A situation only one man can walk away from
The same way he came
When I spit flame, it spits flames like your middlename
So why do I say fuck the fame
Because it come and go
The industry's a pet without refused to be that gigolo
I put the dope in, got fo's and tatoos
Niggas make ya money
But let the money make you
Hook: [King T] x2
We make, make money, money
Take's money to survive
The meanin' of life with statted chips is stay alive
Cause it's all about the C-notes
Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too
Don't let the money make you
Verse 2: [Soopafly]
It's Soopafly,
comin' with that gangsta shit
That shit that only gangstas be gettin' gangsta with
The pimps, hustlers and the players know the rank I get
Never have to get no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp down your whole compound
Takin' all the shots
Device from the few I'm rise
Let the others drop
I elevate
Who drop when a dime never got me straight
I'm still goin' for broke
I push you to the stroke
And one man loc and say high
Smokin' to keep an open, mind
Focus on military time provokin'
The G in me, nigga
(?) when he tried to step the Soopafly
AZ you are shit
Now gettin' down with the Pound
Now who can shake it till it break ground
Many motherfuckers are greedy
There's only one thing needed like E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
When it comes to the cash, I'm movin' quick
(Xzibit: Any other nigga eat a dick)
Fuck type shit
Make ya step back
Soopafly, hit like crack
Life is a jet
Maintainin' the top figures deliver
The raw, rugged likwidation that be runnin' the river
Now, whether if a nigga step up
Be prepared to kick your rap up
Try to die in line for you cheque, huh nigga
Hook: [King T] x2
Verse 3: [Xzibit]
So when I die,
bury me upside-down
So the whole world can kiss my ass
Live fast
Sippin' from my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight
So I catch you (?)
Xzibit comin' down like a saint
So prepare for the judgement day
Be careful what the fuck you say
Rhyme these parts
Amadeus and Mozart,
the love for the arts and crash
Paragraphs to bust niggas in half
That's what I fuck with
(?) time to get my duck sit
Miss me if you try to make a buck with
I mean a quick buck, only got bad luck
Black cash every black trash
Never relax, never get attached to anything
That's not gonna hand so life
I come back like Christ
Pacific natural ice
With Sharif makin' sure R&B;, was well done
Might live by the gun,
but keep livin' through my livin' son
Hook: [King T] x4
Outro:
[King T]
We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money (x4)
We take money, take money, take money, money, money (x4)
[Soopafly]
Don't let this money make you
I luv you the way you are why is it you hate me
you the right guy for me well.... thats what i think
people say im crazy thats because of your love
why... why do you hate me
when you be with your mates why do you ignore me
I cry my self to sleep thinking your besides me
why... why do you hate me.
Ive given you all my numbers
and i wait every moment by the phone
but you have no inters in me
you have never phoned me
why... why do you hate me
"Outside the South Central area, few cared about the violence
because - it didn't affect them." - Tom Brokaw
"Break 'em off somethin" -
"Back to the criminal set... but they can't catch me yet" - Ice Cube
Don't trip you might break your neck {"break 'em off somethin"}
And get wet from the reign of the tec, I {"break 'em off somethin"}
"Back to the criminal set... but they can't catch me yet" - Ice Cube
Your gum bumpin gon' lead to gun bumpin {"break 'em off somethin"}
I'm the one when the party is jumpin to {"break 'em off somethin"}
I heard the O.G.'s they don't hit
And I'm the only one left from the West that you can't fuck with
But lately I've been feelin like Will Smith
Why bother with rap when I can get 20 mill' on a flick?
Y'all niggaz just started some shit, the underdog
Makin songs for them hogs, and them Bloods and Crips
For the shah by the mall with a Muslim scent
After all, who do you call to rock your shit? {"break 'em off somethin"}
Bust the ghetto bird, circle above, reminisce
of the dust kicked up, the dirt swept under the rug
Duct tape, ski-mask, tape recorders
Cue Kaze, ready to blaze and bakin soda
First learned how to cook in a coffee pot
Made the block get hot like lava rock
Got love for the block cause I came from that
But I ain't afraid to go right back {"break 'em off somethin"}
It's a, suicide it's a suicide
If you ever get the heart to try fuckin with mines
No change, I'm poppin the nine, you ridin the pine {"break 'em off somethin"}
The heavy metal knock you out of your mind {"break 'em off somethin"}
Now how many really gon' ride, when the war start?
Eaten alive by these hollow-tip darts
My 12 gauge'll tear you apart, don't get caught at the light
the house party or the neighborhood park
Mr. X marks the spot then pops the mark
Turn your whole neighborhood to a parkin lot
I paid the cost to be the boss
and will do my time standin up 'til I get an appeal
These weapons too real to conceal, so why bother
Semper fidelis, I learned from my father
I always stay faithful to myself and grow
But when I catch that ass after the show - {"break 'em off somethin"}
I'm slick and slippery
On a high-speed chase all the way to the victory
Y'all niggaz is stone cold mysteries
Too weak, can't stand in the ring with me
Put a pussy back in his place, straightlaced
With a Strong Arm Steady gang up in your face
I run a race with the West to my back
While you're the reason why they say niggaz in the West can't rap
Ever since the white Concourse 'Llac, I've been unmatched
A avalanche in the hood on attack
Just hardcore actual facts, never wait
Just react when them killers come at you with gats
Had to dig the knife out of my back, now I'm back on track
Hittin laps, 'bout to widen the gap yo
It ain't the long fall from the top that got 'em
I'd leave the girl alone, but the bitch keeps callin me
All day and all night long, she just keeps callin me
She says she'll kill herself if I try to let her go
Somebody pray for me, cause I'm stuck with a crazy ho
Comin from a cat, that uhh
believe that if wasn't nobody else in the world to pimp
he'll probably pimp hisself, that's me, Suga Free
Dig that, yeah, again? Uhh X, man, y'know
If I don't slop her man she feel like I don't love her, youknowhatI'mtalkinabout?
This thing takes all kinds of turns and switches and changes, y'know
It's called the P - Steady!
Woman out the wilderness - bitch!
The homies say you got a wildabeast piece
But she a dimepiece, her mind lost, thrown off course
She been divorced twice, overwhelmed by - bad advice
from a past life, she crazy though
Call my telephone a hundred times in a row
I don't know how to let her go
I'm stuck with this ho - pardon me
But she ain't nuttin but the worst part of me
She even threatened to slice her artery
I gotta watch my God Degree
She tried to voodoo the peas and throw her eyelashes in the recipe
Please, it's more than she's spittin in my lemonade
and R. Kelly ain't got the right to sing the hook, like Butch
Yeah, c'mon, spit it
Now since chickens of a feather be cluckin together
And I met her through Aiesha, I shoulda known better
She a pro-fessional charger Laker chaser
The kind that'll lie and say one of 'em raped her (trick)
But she in love with a gangsta
And it's been all trivial since the day that I janked her
Swore she wasn't ghetto but I met her at Fairmont
Shoulda knew she was a gangsta when she said that it wasn't her man's car
- but now she crazy over me
Tryin to OD, cause she can't be with me
She'll, fuck with different sets just to bring you beef
Fake a pregnancy just to get you fo' a G, crazy
How much can one man take?
Worried if I leave it's her life she'll take
So I'm stuck here livin life in fear
Situation so severe
I need to change my ways
Pay more attention to her ho-pefully
Thinkin with my dick every night and day
The bitch won't go away
Girl stop screamin
All in front of my house, tellin everybody you not leavin
And just beat it - you're insane
Crazy and deranged and I don't need you
Look, don't make me repeat it
I'ma say it one time, kick rocks or I'ma call the one-time
I shoulda hollered at your sister (aiy)
We went to the same high school, and plus she finer than you
Hey - baby this one's on you
You know it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none too
You dug my man out, your hand's out, askin for help
Hey - go 'head trick, kill yourself, {?}
That means you ain't doin it for free
And that's what I'm talkin 'bout, Suga Free
Up in here with Xzibit y'knamhsayin, West coast big style
We really doin this out here f'real homey
Y'knahmsayin, y'all get to know, y'knahmsayin
You'll get to know yo' folks a little bit better too
if you just uhh, recognize this P, y'knahmean?
Y'knahmsayin we respect the hip-hop, we respect the whole 9
Y'knahmtalkinabout pimpin, the bud is greener and the grass is greener
Y'knahmtalkinabout, the pimpin is cleaner and mackin is meaner
Y'knamsayin, DIG THAT
You can be a stand-up ho or a fall-down bitch
Justine, 19, just got clean
Fresh outta rehab with self-esteem
She ain't felt this good in a while
A new leash on life, a vibrant thang, a beautiful smile
Used to run with a circle of friends, who was skeleton thin
Sniff white lines off powerful men
But see, all that's a thang of the past, she got class
And be damned if she'd let herself burn and crash
She ain't from money so she startin from scratch
It's hard working for scraps
It take everything she got not to relaspe
Locked down in 9 to 5, but at the 9 to 5
She get sexually harrased and chastised
Boss is a married man, she won't touch him
Frustrated angry man, she won't fuck him
She's out of her job, at Basket Cakes
Least it came wit an 8, 2 lines to the face
God Damn!
It's a cold, cold, world, and you know it
Niggaz will lay you down and take your bread, yeah and you know it
Only two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it!
Only two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it, yeah
He was on his own, at a very young age
When he learned from the streets, made everything change
See he came up with hustlers, lost his religion
It's funny how money can make a nigga think he livin
I ain't talkin paper like Jigga or Dre
It's more like 7500, 9 ounces of lle'
That's what he say he can get for the flip, they thought the deal was legit
But he stuck him and split, in deep shit
Now his mother work for minimum pay
Live a positive way, she the first one at church every Sunday
Blind to the needs of her son, he's a gatling gun
In the streets, jackin niggaz for fun
It's a non-stop search through the hood, but can't catch him
They found out where mom stayed and went steppin
The evil that men do, but still we continue
With death and dishonor, for the all mighty dollar, it's so cold
He was 13, brought up in Baghdad
Ate with his right and made money with his left hand
Prayed to the East, 5 times daily
His mother and father just had a new born baby
Now his father was an Imam who carried the weight
And built his family on 5 pillars of faith
Never trippin off Western ways, it meant nada
Pilgramige to Mecca to circle around Kabba
300 miles away, British troops hit Basra
His cousin waged jihad and died with honor
He heard about the buildings on 9-11
And a man named Bush on a search for weapons
Now here come the U.S., to crush Saddam
Wit 88 thousand tons of missle and bombs
But his family's too broke to move or find shelter
Yeah!!! AOWWWW, AOWWWW!
Sometimes I'm my own worst ENEMY
With friends like y'all, the fuck needs ENEMIES?
I beat, I stab, I kill my ENEMIES
Refuse to let you waste my ENERGY
I heard they callin me a immigrant; well this motherfuckin immigrant
came to yo' city and started runnin shit
X is like the government, taxin that ass
Been harassed to the point that I'm ready to blast
And spend the rest of my life behind metal and glass
Never seen a nigga move so fast, cut you in half
Sick of all these threats, these bitches with no action
Hog-tie, watch you die and start laughin
And no longer will I sit back and let you disrespect the fact
that we elevated West coast rap
And bring shit back to the point "X" is all that they checkin for
In the clubs, the streets, the shows and the record stores
What more can you ask for, eat your heart out
Fall out with bitch niggaz constantly callin my name out
I'm really not givin a fuck, you're pressin your luck
I'm a walkin warhead ready to self-destruct, so WHAT?!
My name feel like a slap in the face
My name feel like a gat in yo' waist
My name is all over the place
Erasin all misconceptions
I live my whole life with aggression bitch;
and I'm not stressin
Your words ain't workin I feel so much pressure
Padlock, chain around, neck no lesser
Sick of niggaz runnin they mouth
It don't take much to get knocked out, round these parts when I start
Shit full clips get emptied, revenge WE
move like the Secret Service, I ain't nervous
I just wanna tell the truth.. the whole truth
When I'm on the stand explainin how I had to shoot
Absolute domination, extreme mutilation
No hesitation, I'm a movin violation
So don't get hit in the street
Used to have friends and family, now I got nothin but beef
WHAT THE FUCK?!?!
So-and-so hate me, blah-blah gon' get me
If I gotta go, y'all niggaz comin wit me
I'ma walk like a soldier, talk like a soldier
Cinderblock stock, shootin straight from the shoulder
Just too much shit in the air
Burn bridges you could never repair
I slap box with a bear
I can speak from experience, you speak from ignorance
I remove you, have your whole family feelin it
Y'all hate the fact that X-Man got hustle
"Man vs Machine," mind vs. muscle
I drop concoctions, you leave me no options
Have your bitch screamin out, "SOMEBODY STOP HIM!!"
No more Mr. Nice Guy, I'm a tyrant
L.A.'s finest, Open Bar behind us
Don't look hard, it ain't too hard to find us
Watch me watch me, bonafide hard copy
Hip-hop nazi dispose of the Liberace's
Extra extra, enjoy the lecture
from Hannibal Lector, now rewind selector
Bounce it bounce it, smoke by the ounces
Tan leather couches, niggaz that own houses (yeah)
Testing testing, treat you like a nigga
locked down for child molesting, I'll fuck you up punk (yeah)
Listen listen, never ass-kissin
Too much ambition, I'm hotter than Hell's kitchen (sssss)
Enter enter, the rhyme inventor
Front and center, bypass that ass like a sprinter
Get it get it, custom fitted
Dedicated to (?) one of the best that did it, huh
Terror terror, trial and error
Makin my name reign supreme and live forever
Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin
Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin
Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin
Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin
If y'all ain't givin a fuck
like Xzibit ain't givin a fuck then just throw your hands up
Double time, two times for me
Bring it live from the L.A.C., Mr. X to the Z
Liar liar, pants on fire
I won't stop rockin 'til I retire
Golden golden, State dominate this
Destroy the Matrix, that forever in the crate shit
Light it light it, please don't fight it
You're all invited, when we kick off the next riot (Welcome!)
Bust it bust it, get your crops dusted
Everybody off of the bus that ain't fuckin - NOW!
Spin it spin it, all up in it
For sale, one female, slightly dented (ha hah!)
Niggaz niggaz, political figures
Problem givers, fuck all those that ain't wit us (heh)
Rebel rebel, shoutin at the devil
Me and you faggot got some shit to settle, then
Kill 'em kill 'em, let slugs fill 'em
Smash through the club in Meoshe denim, yeah!
Deadly deadly, bump this deadly medley
in whatever you rollin, even if it's stolen
Takin takin, your spot is the X man (YEAH!)
The heavy hand give a fuck about the next man
Digital digital, high tech respect
while the rest regress, burn out like a cigarette
Break it break it, stripped down naked
Tied up in a trunk on the way to Las Vegas (yeah)
Chokin chokin, you need to stop smokin
Motherfuck on that! Blaze a sack!
Rollin rollin, foldin bank
Pssh, man I need a lighter man
Right here
Yeahhh.. whassup Slim?
What's crackin?
Hit this shit
Ssshhit I almost hit this motherfucker today
Psh, is that right?
What is it with motherfuckers thinkin that..
{*SIGH*} because we're in the spotlight or whatever that..
they can do or say whatever they want to us
and that we won't retaliate
Protect my motherfuckin self, by ANY
MEANS, NECESSARY
Right?
Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
So don't approach me, I won't approach you
And don't insult me, I won't insult you
Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do
Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State heavyweight
Bein underrated gave me time to create it
Can you relate? I renovate, straight out the gate
Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin but hate
Millionaires snatchin crumbs off my little son plate
Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the face
No hoes, no clothes, no one showin up for my shows
You know how it goes; I might as well kick it at home
But my baby momma hate my guts and can't stand me (yeah)
Packed up, moved out, started a new family
So all this strugglin for what, so I can blow up
marry a slut but can't watch my seed grow up?
FUCK THAT, this the fuckin thanks I get
for tryin to edutain assholes and feed my bitch
Yo I feel like my whole life is upside down (upside down)
cause you seein more support than I'm seein my child
It's like..
.. everyday I wake up, another drama
It's a wonder I'm alive, survivin this karma
If I can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer
I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her
without these cameras in our faces like animals
for your Channel 2 Action News to follow our ambulence up the avenue
and catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts
and what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence
And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun
whether it's unloaded full or an un-registered one
No bullet, you're so full of shit
this clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it
And don't give me no bullshit I'm not in the mood
I just got in a feud in some parkin lot with a dude
over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the shit
Don't tell me bout the show business shit
I know what this is, bitch
This ain't business, this is personal BITCH
You don't know Xzibit from shit, new school, class dismissed
I had a very FUCKED UP day, I'm needin this fit
Shuttin motherfuckers up like they pleadin the 5th
Yo Em it's time to get serious with it (yeah)
Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the skillet
This is your brain on drugs, Xzibit brain on thugs
Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us
Ain't no love lost my niggaz, relax yo'self
I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin the wealth
To my niggaz who never seen it I mean it when I holla
at the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones
Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel
Changin your channel, you played like a fuckin piano
Ridin slow through Cali like I'm ridin a camel
Millionaire motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels
I feel like, Tony Soprano, who do I trust now?
Just hit me on my tele' nigga soon as I touch down
Spit lines to split spines just to get mine
Big behind bitches gettin dick to spit shine
Sniff lines of coke, that's the only shit that make you dope
Bitch-ass nigga that's droppin the soap
Get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip
and turn til you motherfuckers tell me the right shit
So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself
a front door with twelve locks
and have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox
and everytime somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops?
Fuck that, I protect myself with these twelve shots
and one in the chamber, gun in the waist
and one in the ankle, waitin for someone to come to my place
tryin to walk up and knock like these cocksuckers are not
gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face?
And it's a disgrace Hailey can't play with her toys
in the front yard without you drivin by honkin your horn
screamin some shit, leanin out your windows, beepin n shit
Or pullin up in my drive like I won't leap in your whip
And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where I live
so my address ends up on the internet again
So then, I do an interview with Spin, tellin them
that if someone comes to my crib, I'ma shove a gun in their ribs
And reporters, blow it out of proportion
"Oh, now he's pullin guns on his fans
just for tryin to stand on his porch"
And I'm the bad guy, cause I don't answer my door like "Hey hi!
You guys wants some autographs? Okay, form a straight line!"
Sometimes I feel like loadin this rifle
and climbin the roof at night and hidin outside to snipe you
It's not that I don't like you..
.. it's just that I'm not behind the mic
Yeah so it all comes down to this (what?)
Specialist with a hit list
Right fist bomb type M.G.M. fight night type (ding ding)
So when I hits in the stage we can Face Off
Watch me rattle your Nicholas Cage
Bring heat in ridiculous ways never compromise
Look into my eyes tell me what you see (what?)
Victory ecstasy maybe Hennessy
Energy wasted, enemies gettin' laced with
That point blank to the face shit
Who you think this is
Young black bust a nigga ass strickly business man
Self disciple Heinakin let the record spin
Paparazzi all over again, times ten
Like thee original sin
I'm tryin' to fuck it up for everybody
The hot ? get collect calls from John Gotti
I kick back like karate
Butter soft burn off and solid black Mazaratti like
Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that)
No gain with no pain (it gets deeper then that)
Dyin' in the fast lane (way deeper then that)
To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at
Long hair ganja smoke but don't be mistaken
I ain't Jamacian
Find another chick to jerk
A world of hurt 9 to 5 puttin' in work
Never rest put to the test get put to the death
Never the less only greater than
Trust no man
Soon to have the whole wide world inside of my hand
So I suggest you act right my insight like sunlight
Burn your cornea
Big bad California
To the Waldord Historia (c'mon)
N.Y.C. competition wish to some day roll like me
But all I see is capital H-E-A-T
I'm makin' motherfuckers Run like DMC (run)
The Likwit MC is here to blaze a nigga like a fat one
Non radio bangin' shit goin' platinum
And keep slappin' 'em with a Colt 45
While my Old English leave you broken down with a Crooked Ise (eye)
Suck it easy Movin' On Up like George and Weezy
You can't stop it love it or leave it alone
Xzibit writtin' more pages then the state penetentary
Full of well known villians that wanna come home
Never relax ain't no tellin' lay it on wax
Make it bang let Stever sell 'em and dip 'em in chrome
My nigga Bud'da chip off beats like cellular phones
Heir to the thrown
Xzibit bring the lead to your dome
Like a 3rd world rebellion squad on your boulevard
Protect they spots with heat
They kids ggotta eat to make it big in Cali it depends on who you meet
And who you sleep with
Might find yourself in deep shit
So hit me with your best shot
I'm lookin' forward to it
You shouldn't repeat it if you ain't really goin' through it
How dare you try to check the fluid
1996, dysfunctional member
Of the Alkaholik family, yo
Rule Number One
Always be aware of your surroundings
And peep all exits
Stay and move to the next shit
Rule Number Two
Love no one that don't love you
And if the shit come down
Then you know your way around
Rule Number Three
Realize it ain't about size
Or havin' gats and guns
Because it only takes one
Handle your business
Don't let your business handle you
It's a lot of motherfuckers tryin' to do
What you're doin' right here, right now
Same color, same style
Tryin' to claim worldwide
And ain't traveled but one mile
In these shoes, I paid dues
With nothin' to lose
Live by the rhyme
But I'ma die by the booze
Xzibit breakin' down niggas
Who got somethin' to prove
Here we are face to face
Nigga make your move
You're in the wrong place
But at the right situation
Cause i was waitin
Hotter than Satan, never perpetratin
I treat my enemies like friends
So I can reach out and touch
Leave'em in the dust at the very end
You now tuned in to Hennessy and Gin
Ice cold Heinekens and down for whatever skins
Animosity you can reach out and touch
Heavy right handed
Teeth grind like a clutch
And plus you ain't never had this much
Too many friends too close
You might collapse from an overdose
I was raised to never follow after no man
To be my own man
So I can die by my own hand
And never knowin' what the next day can bring
So I gotta make the ends
Justify the means
Yo, I'm on the scene, here to do my own thing
Can't never spend a lifetime
Chasin' after dreams
I got the right shit
For all the wrong reasons
As long as I breathin'
Niggas change like seasons
Never trust a man
Who can't look you in your eyes
Only the strong survive
And that's word to the wise
Yo, when dead bodies get outlined in chalk
Everybody should walk
Cause real killers don't talk
I ain't really concerned
How many bridges you burned
I extinguish your flame
And take aim at your brain
Givin' ligament pain
To have you walkin' with a cane
Wantin' money and fame
You got your fuckin' self to blame
And that's West Coast rhyme
Without no gimmicks
Here come Xzibit to break it down
Like a chemic
I'm spreadin' like an epidemic
And all good things come to an end
Enemies & Friends
I don't give a fuck
About the set you claim
Xzibit easily dispersed like crack cocaine
See I lent my shotgun to Kurt Cobain
And the motherfucker never brought it back
Ahh, that's wack
As a matter of fact
This one nigga tried to jack
My squad had his ass
On the run like track
Never knowin' who to trust
In this shit called rap
Here to let you know
My sound surrounds like dat
Never half step
Or play the role like DeNiro
Y'all niggas wasn't down
When we had less than zero
Fuck tryin' to be a hero
Tryin' to save some bitch
Mr. X to the Z
Never play that shit
Yes, 1996, yes
Bringin' it live from the Westside
This is X to the Z
These niggas don't know
These niggas ain't ready
Yo, Mr. X to the Z
[Xzibit]
Where Rock at?
Rock here yet?
It's all good
[Verse 1]
I done came too far, can't turn back now
Pull it out, get it up, can't put shit down
Best believe to achieve gotta struggle to get it but peep it
It's like you got a body somebody just to keep it
Ain't no secret how the west coast do it
Stick a fork in it, done deal disputed (yeah)
Holdin two black aces for the smilin faces
It's a chess game nigga, better count ya spaces
We gon find the weakest link, fuck what you niggaz think
Pump gon repeat and grind y'all to mincemeat
I can't retreat, refusin to lose (yeah)
Walk one day in the X man's shoes
[Chorus]
Make shit happen, stomp and smashin'
On and crackin, who want action
Pistol packin, fuck relaxin'
Hit u where it hurts
Make you feel it, can't conceal it
If it breaths then I can kill it
Come and get it, custom-fitted
Hit u where it hurts
[Verse 2]
I might as well buy a suit right now
Put money on my books downtown to get ready for trial
Look, ya only gotta tell me once
Better wake up and smell these blunts
What's really behind the front
Ain't no parts about me punk
We can thump, don't get too close
Because you might get slump kicked
Front page material, I serial kill shit
Only that real shit, we can scrap or slap clips
My tactics range from Attila the Hun
To Genghis Kahn to the rice fields of Vietnam
Atom bomb my name tag across the sky
Eye for an eye, somebody got to die now
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
The points that I make be hollow
X a hard act to follow
Disappear in front of your eyes, besides
I switch up rides at least five times
Dangerous minds, caught behind enemy lines
Read the signs, better yet you pick your place
Got a 4-4 eagle to split your face
Nigga you be safe we invade your space
Beat you, beat your team, then beat the case
Poker face, niggaz can't read me yo
Green light a mothafucker fa sho, let's go
Stay low, we the unforgiven
Hard to touch like pussy in Britain
Can't stop me from living, muh-fucka
[gunfire]
Wassup? We need to talk
Let me light my backport
(lights up)
(exhales)
That's why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Yo, I love Los Angeles, you can hear it in my music
Plus I got the scars to prove it
And man.. you don't understand what I understand
I'm feelin like a piece to a bigger plan
'Cause all I'm sayin is the God honest truth of it all, we fightin the wrong enemy
That's why I'm gettin invovled, it's just like the end of that movie "Saw"
When them two chained up guys met with their demise
And the mastermind was layin there the whole time
Remember that? That's why we have to sit down
And speak about the black and the brown
Now I didn't come here to point no fingers
I know over the years that the pain still lingers over past confrontations
Shit we all on parole and probation and fucked up situations
And everybody lose.. from the pen, to the neighborhoods, now it's even the high schools
'Cause I was watchin K. Cal News
when the students squared off and one kid wouldn't choose sides
Hit with a hammer and the kid died and now it's a full blown riot
Tck, that's when the fists start flyin
These kids ain't learnin shit about math and science
Man..
Tension is so thick, some are comin around
I don't wanna see no more of us up under the ground
So now.. that's why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Eighty percent of inmates are black and Hispanic
They tryna wipe us all off the face of this planet
Dammit.. that's why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Yo, I got the homey Jose from way back in the day
He came to scoop me up in his all white Six-Trey
And he don't really fuck with nobody outside of the set
It's tatted big on his neck
Y'know? So over the years, built respect and trust
Some black and brown issues we both discussed
He said, "Homes, it's been goin down too long
I gotta bang on them fools and it don't feel wrong"
"They killed my cousin over eighty eight bricks
So word came down, we gotta handle that shit"
"Kill all mayatas in white tee shirts
Can I tell the truth homes? The truth starts hurtin"
At first, I remind him of what vengeance do
What vengeance is and who vengeance belongs to
He wasn't tryna hear that shit
He just turned up the volume, bangin 50 Cent
I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care
Who identify themselves by the colors they wear
The homey came through to put one in the air
I can tell somethin was wrong the way he sat in his chair
He said, "X, man I'm just gettin out
from doin eighty eight months, tryna figure things out"
He told me in the pen you get down to get done
'Cause the brown and black ratio is five to one
He showed me the scar on his gut and his neck
They got him good, said he damn near bled to death
The hate was do deep, I can see in his eyes
When he described what it feels like to almost die
All I could do was just sit back and listen
'Bout how he 'bout to send soldiers on missions
I got hit with a bottle but I'm not dead
I said, "Think with your heart homey, not your head"
I said
Oooooh you must defend yourself (Yeah!)
If you don't, then no one else (Nobody!)
Your homies got to ride (Let's go!)
You're fighting for your life (Yeah!)
They want both of us dead
You ain't heard a word I said
You're fighting for your life (Come on)
Yeah, Stong Arm Steady
One gang, four guns, how the West was won, let's go
Jump if you really want it (jump)
You'll catch one in yo' stomach (yeah!)
When you see the Steady comin {*blam*}
Y'all better bewaaaaaaare of us
Loudmouths is always talkin (talkin)
When we come they keep on walkin (walkin)
But my dogs ain't only barkin (woof!)
Y'all better bewaaaaaaare of us
I'm eatin chicken wings, mm, it's like chicken feed
Mm, I'm at the feedhouse smokin all this chicken's weed
Huh, you're hardly hard, this sucker's soft as volleyball
Cold Chillin' like my name was +Big Daddy+ +Marley Marl+
You're not a star at all, no, you're just a sidekick, yeh
Runnin the outside lickin shit and ridin dicks
Real niggaz start cliques, start shit we spark clips
The mac'll make your door lift and leave me with a sore wrist
You should be impressed, yeh, it's like my first impression
I pull representer, exposition in a session
I'm in the Expedition, expose a dark dimension
Your girl used to suck dick du-ring detention
You got dumped, she came up by spittin
out nuts of every homey comin home from prison
Yeah the fake chicks get dick the Ferragamo fake fits
I keep they drawers drenched, no drawers, fake tits
This the last call, total recall, my pimpin flowin like Niagara Falls
So you can Phil Da Agony y'all
Yeah you get beat to the punch, rap monsters eat you for lunch
And feed you to the beat that you want
Fear keep knockin fake fans sent to no one
Fuck them niggaz run from me I don't owe 'em
Why do things for free, you don't know 'em
These niggaz'll load up the heat, they don't throw 'em
Hooks stay floatin in my mind, I design 'em like
architects workin online, I'm on the incline
Lamp like the heavyweight champ, it took 3 months of trainin
While it's rainin take your brain through boot camp
Fair facts, Nike Air Max, I'm back blunted
Yeah that them niggaz hear that and don't want it
Triple trick niggaz get sick to they stomach
Strong Arm Steady ready act like you want it - BITCH!
Every day above ground is a good day
My wordplay only contain what the hood say
Clack the black off a nigga make him see the light
My overhand right'll violate your civil rights
We get bars, big cars, cigars
12 gauge salute to your face to face God
Icon, marathon mack, where the bitches at?
Raise it back, steady game, came with a gang of gats
I hit your pressure points, we jack the motherlode
Expose your motives like a CSI episode
Output maximum level, dig deep down in the dirt
with diligence and dance with the devil, yeah
Cause you don't know me homey, I keep the banger on me
It wasn't my aim, it came with the territory
Feet planted firm in the turf, plant you six feet deep in the earth
Gettin slumped while the ammo dump, fucker
Yeah.. yo.. c'mon
Ride wit me, lemme take you somewhere
My father was a soldier, my mother was a rider
I was born wit my fists balled up, I'ma fighter
Inspired, a real rhyme writer
Get past the past the future looks brighter
But, I wanna get it back to the way it was
Exchange blows, elbows and it was still love
A better time, better place in space
Cause nothin can erase, shame tat' like my nigga Chase
Cause Bigga B will never be replaced, right
And I'ma scream it to the whole fuckin human race
Get a bar, get a taste
Enforce the muscle to ya hustle and ya did it with grace
Cause real niggaz don't save face, they make movements
Back to the time when hip-hop was music
When N.W.A. got booed at the Apollo
Broke "Straight Outta Compton" and the whole world followed
Cause right now hip-hop is hollow
With no substance, X-Man with the roughness
Cause success can suck sometime
And many of us the way we act, we even lost our minds
You can hold your breath, 'til your blue in the face
But you can never ever take my place
I stay strong whether right or I'm wrong
Through the struggle I will live on (now sing the song wit me)
You can speculate, on every breath I take
But you can never ever take my place
I stay strong whether right or I'm wrong
Through the struggle I will live on
Back to the day when +Cooley+ was +High+
Hustle big like Butch in the Y-B-I
We did it 'n died, the gang still multiplied
Sock yo windpipe, cut yo air supply
Hypnotized, not by the glitz 'n glamour
So fuck them cameras, all I need is clips and hammers
The X-Man said that the first rhyme out
Were my fans worth my time? The first line out, so
Here we are eight years strong and still movin
Groovin with a reputation ya can't ruin
I wanna take it back how it used to be
Five thousand fucked up, rockin outta unity
Was it the alcohol in you, the money the power the fame
that made you actually attempt to try to disgrace my name?
Played those games nigga when I was younger in life
'Til I seen another man's life cut short with a knife
Lose teeth, cause beef, no peace with us
Ya can't hang, and ya sho' can't eat with us
When times get tough, the tough get rough and drastic
Never been blasted, never been an arrogant bastard
But I coulda been a lawyer, I shoulda been a doctor
I never been a actor, I'm nothin but a monster
I move in silence, speak with violence
Think with science, live free and walk with lions
Cats around me with gats like Yasser Arafat
It takes a nation of millions to hold me back
Pounds of cush to push what I'm talkin about
It's hard to talk the talk with a gauge in yo mouth
It's hard to walk the walk with ya back blew out
Don't let the things that you can't change stress you out
Cause X take the money and run, and raise a man from a son
Last but not least we off the leash
The Art of War reach for your masterpiece
Feel the release from the phantom bangs you
Snatched off put you in a frame and hang you
Comin at you niggas from a different angle
Arch Angel choke hold and strangled
Kay Slay the game turn the tables
Get cables, I'm Kane you Abel
Start bullshit, conflicts, labels
Man handled, murder, mangled
Life support cut short we hold court
In the street make a nigga sleep six feet deep
Fuck piece bare back doggystyle
Cement ya feet and hold ya down
Throw you off the bridge and watch you drown
Last one to laugh its over now
We'll trade ya six and pancake ya loan
Break ya bitch and take ya doe
Shake ya Crys and take it whoa
Layin down the whole dance floor
(Break yourself right now)
Open bar free drinks this way
Walkin the West, possin the South
Coke can put these in ya mouth
Hands up jack the whole crowd
(Break yourself right now)
Break crash from ya ass so don't rush to bust
Bitches die, cry, and lust for us
Damn it feel good to be platinum plus
Don't fuck wit us cuzz we dangerous
Hold fans like fiends on Angel Dust
Clean get aways I get out the cuffs
Cuss like a sailor you fuckin fucks
I done hand it hard to keep in touch
Don't pop the Crys I pop the clutch
Pop one to ya mouth cuzz you talk too much
Way in over ya head you get played
Left holdin the bag like John Forte
Built for this all work no play here to stay
The rest get blown away
Built for this all work no play here to stay
The rest get blown away
C'mon
Neva seen heard felt befo
Wanna rumble wit us just start the show
Fill up the chamber let me go
Out of town before the shells hit the floor
Duck tape ski mask professional
Fuck y'all, y'all homosexual
Hangin on my dick like testicle
Pop you disappear, "Where did he go?"
Pop up some where in Mexico
Rotate relate respect the flow
Hospital bed you vegetable
Can't walk can't talk lettin you know
We hit the hardest ask ya ho, at my show
Seen her in the front row
To the back stage in there she blow
There she blew
Yeah! AOWWW, AOWWW!
C'mon! Yeah, yeahhh (yeah) yeahhh, yeahhh
M.O.P.! Uhh (X to the Z)
Yeah baby, that's right, you know how we do it
One time, X, where you at my nigga?
FIYAHHHH!!!!
I spread the hate, like Taliban records and tapes
Shoot five times to the sky, gimme some space
I got y'all, runnin in place, cut to the heart of the subject
(MASH OUT NIGGAZ!) Straight from the gutter you love it
Ain't nothin above it, we stomp y'all religiously
Watchin paper thugs tryin to hide behind the industry
From here to infinity, love thy enemy
Niggaz got the knowledge but don't know the chemistry
All inside your baseball hat and kneecaps
with baseball bats ('TIL FAME HIT YOU WITH THE MINI-MAC)
Full body black fatigues, lungs black from weed
In black limo tinted SUV's with Bill
STILL (still) WORLD (world) FAMOUS
The underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact remain we're
heartless and painless, it's dangerous to strangers
that try to change us, knowin we're anxious to flame 'em
Huh, you want problems I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin them thangs
Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you
We ready to bang
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?
Watch where you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D.
From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. (IT'S)
M.O.P., and X to the Z
is a friend of our family (YEAH MY NIGGA)
For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore players
I rub you under your face with single-edged razors
Cold street INTELLIGENCE, O.G.'s and REBEL MEN
Grip quick, cock squeeze and LEVEL MEN to SETTLE IT
(From L.A. to) B.K., from B.K. to (L.A.)
Persistant and insistant on doin it our way
Do you really wanna fuck with Danze? (c'mon)
When he comin with them thugs in the van
Double clutch in his hands, my nigga
Make the world flame! Face the Fame-ster, part, Fame-ster
Y'all niggaz akin to God and gangsters
(YOU SEE IT!) It's the M dot, to the O dot, to the P
With X to the Z hot, what's happenin?
Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater
Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later
Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it
Look alive, these streets is complicated
AOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
You got problems with us? Start poppin
I get in yo' chest like anthrax, vaccine couldn't stop it
Let's move on 'em (aoww) must move on 'em
Rush in, gun-bustin, black seven plus tools on 'em
Never snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got room for 'em
I send you to God with no shoes
CLUELESS! Real G's run this, we rule this
If you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do this
(YES SIR!) No question, no half-steppin
Streets is my profession, heat in my posession
Hollow-tips is the answer; look around you see the signs
say "NO SMOKIN" but our guns got cancer!
Yeah cause I'm not (I'm not) what you thought I was
Like my career was gon' fade like a fuckin buzz
Raise the stakes high, I solidify
I was voted most likely to have a psychiatric evaluation
Let's start the process of elimination
This dedication is for niggaz with the green buddha
The bandula, six-shooter to your suit coolers
Now how this feel? Cold black steel up in your grill
This hollow point lead gon' be your last meal
Say your prayers, say your graces
Pieces of your face is found in a hundred different places
Huh, so what we lookin like? We tryin to see some hoes to fuck tonight
and you just tryin to see the afterlife
Make a decision before we have a head-on collision
makin me spend the rest of my life in prison
See I can only play the cards I was given
Multiplication division whatever you got to break mines off
like the U.S. government did to Microsoft
Like Xzibit in some pussy with the lights turned off
It's like
I'm just livin to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin to have the best of things
None of y'all can't take shit from me
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin for free
So I'ma ride til the wheels fall off
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Your petite style, can get you beat down
My heat's loud, have you huggin on the street now
Niggaz keep askin me how does it feel
How does WHAT feel? Not havin to scrape for a meal?
Not bein locked down to a fucked up deal?
The biggest man in Los Angeles is not Shaquille
We had to reinvent the wheel, draft new blueprints
Made a whole album, spent HALF what you spent
then sent the rest to my people to invest wit it
Custom fitted, if you want it nigga, come and get it
and I suggest you bring a million niggaz runnin wit it
Split it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look
I ain't gon' stop til everybody's shot
Muammar Khadaf's the dot, X mark the spot
with an infrared to your head, left for dead
Fuck the feds, flee the country then grow some dreads (ya mon)
I suggest you keep your distance, for instance, the same distance
it takes to get to the next solar system, motherfucker
Strike one, when a nigga talkin shit with his hands
Strike two, gettin caught in the wrong place with your pants down
Strike three, tryin to fuck with the D-O-double-G
D-R-E, or any of my Alkaholik family
Huh, Xzibit turn your vital signs to a straight line
Never seen a dog bite and bark at the same time
Restless, rugged, never relaxed
Permanently owe you motherfuckers backs like tax
Baseball bats and breaks upside of your head
Homey STILL gettin swoll off water and bread
I got this, retaliation, for any situation I'm facin
Rrrah, uhh, bitch!
It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh?
K-W-Balls, Daniel Thompson hold like this
Like that in fact, with a fat-ass Battlecat track
I'm takin caller number one, that is..
Rrrah uhh, bitch - you took too long
Caller number two like this..
Bounce up out of the house close to midnight
Full rack up in the back
shit is tight
Full charge and I'm out for somethin
Mass production, Battlecat bang percussion
End of discussion, hittin some corners, rearrange thangs
and brang change, we expand California
Listen - I lost more than I can ever gain back
from this road to riches, makin my heart turn black
So I'm cold to bitches, and I never call back
Plus I'm stoned and vicious, lay your whole hood flat
Get your, shit together nigga Big Snoop Dogg told me
'Do music and leave that other shit alone homey'
We came from dust, the X-odus, the hard to touch
Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin with us, and plus
it ain't nothin like standin on your own two
So run them streets, but never let 'em run you
Time is steady wastin, steady wastin
Since time won't wait for me, yeah, won't wait, won't wait
Just give me a beat that's bang, give me a beat that's bangin
I'll bust 'til I'm deceased, yeah, wooo-oooh, ooh-ooh-ooooh
Tune in, witness the rise of a icon
The python wrap around 'til your breath gone
The upper echelon, and I'm the cat you pull a weapon on
and wanna squeeze 'til my life is gone?
Back to the wall and trust nobody
Sippin Cognac with Kurupt, Young Gotti
Somebody gotta recognize this
Throw fo' fingers up, add a thumb, then make it a fist
Number one draft pick, lead the league in assists
Give a fuck how you decorate your neck and your wrists
You just settin yourself up for the twist (gimme that) it's like this
Only a few slide through like the Schindler's List
Who's the bitch, who's the mack, what's worse
the niggaz that bring in the coke or smoke the crack?
Metaphor figure four let it break your back (yeah)
It's been a long time, where the gangstas at?
Damn it feels good to be back in the saddle
On top of the game, crackin the frame, the heat of the battle
Been a long time comin but we waited
Xzibit went from bein hated, to makin the whole world say it
Give a fuck if the radio play it
Niggaz fall like the domino effect and you can't delay it
It ain't about who you are when you're makin your stack
It's the look that's on your face when you givin it back
So picture that
Time, keeps on slippin, slippin.. keeps on slippin away.. mm-hmm
My mind keeps on trippin, trippin.. trippin like ev-ery-day.. mm-hmm
C'mon
Xzibit!
Yeah..
Ahh, ahh, E-Dub
It's that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go
Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show
Let 'em know who they fuckin with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Tri-angular push-up the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (BELOWWWW)
It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not fuckin around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
So heatbox all day in a nigga face
and all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it!
Yo, I'm in the zone, and lyrically gone
Got the spot blown, BOOM! Oklahoma
Watch the aroma, catch those who love me
My underground dirty cats on dune buggies
I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it
Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it
Yo, I bang a nigga head til his neck pop
Do a KRS-One to a "Black Cop"
X and E's, out for cream
Get the money, while you stay broker than Al Bundy
Uhh, give it to y'all, in "Any Given Sunday"
With J. Foxx name the spot, make it hot
(I hate E so much right now!) Blow it down hooker bounce
come off the ropes like J. Snooka
You can't fuck widdit
Backed by +Open Bar+, so y'all forget it
J-McEnroe, cam smashin, party crashin
I eat MC's like a ration
I'm sockin niggaz in they goatees
I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the room with 10 G's, countin ten G's
cause we need a bag of weed (can you smell it?)
Now we need ten dimes, to blow on deez like wind chimes
Time to close the blinds cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session, and did not share it
Drink so much Captain Mo' all I need is a parrot
You took the Alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance
You underground, we under water drinkin liquid by the gallons
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin, head rushin
Since I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches
and still rush the roughest MC who wanna get it
Forget it, it's Likwit, Tha Liks and, Xzibit
Ca-Tash on the blast the final piece to the puzzle
I slap bitches on the ass I slap tits up out the muzzle
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistant
You wack and I'm Ca-Tash and that's the motherfuckin difference
For instance, "21 and Over" set your clocks back
(Tick tock tick tock) Still standin where the rocks at
Two-thousand-one, we still young guns that's +Restless+
The official representative, LAC
This is prophecy manifested by X to the Z
Victory, strike a B-Boy stance in khaki pants
Never get along like red and black ants, advance
When your staring and this concrete that move like liquid
Like a nigga without legs, I ain't tryin' to kick it
To much to finish, a menace, without enought time
My mind only give punchline, you probably thinkin' of the wrong kind
'Cause if it jokes, nigga know
The kind that drop on your eyes, your ears, your nose and your throat
I promote self-defense not dollars and sense
Kick it with scholars and pimps, you just the last part over the fence
Assed out in the open, while you was hopin' that Xzibit was second rate
But I refuse to make, just another record in the crate
I think not, got bee bops
I bring it to your house like pizza
"Today we are on the streets of South Central Los Angelos
A fight for survival"
"We have people that are conditioned
Not to expect to live past age thirty
They no longer, once they no longer care they're extremely dangerous"
Stand at attention, make sure you keep your piece clean
When I release steam, police crime scenes to guillotines
Hit and decapitate the bird case, featherweight
Critical thinking, while you at water that concentrate
Xzibit crash the gate, heavyweight, box 'em in
Seal off the exits, then cut off your oxygen
Xzibit run with a regiment of veterans
I only like to come out late night, like Dave Letterman
Time for some medicine, 'cause niggas bout to get sick
Callin' me a hater 'cause I don't ride dicks
Read my lips, we got problems like Bloods and Crips
Love the sound of clips when I know my shit
Chamber Music, this is for the ones with stone face
That catch you at the right time in the wrong place
We unsafe, One fifty one with no chase and no ice
Take away your life like three strikes
Yeah, come on, Chamber Music
So now Xzibit got a little money, I think its funny
How motherfuckers think I'm supposed to [unverified] like Sonny
Clarify, you don't work you don't eat, I repeat
You don't eat you get weak, catch a fragile physique
Accomplish more in one day, than you can do in a week
The X-Man, Wolverine, one swing to make the cut clean
And the wrong things manifested in flesh
Fuck the game, I take the test, graduate, pass to the S-Class
Catch a road rash, all you smell is hash
Chronic mix, bumpin' the Liks
And dick you like a Hebron fix
Bear arm from here to a hundred twenty meters
Get black walled, modern day Lee Harvey Oswald
The assassin, brother who came blastin'
Take it without askin', rappers is all fashion
Xzibit keep mashing through
Got any lost words? I got two
Drive up, on you like that
Once again Chamber Music, what what, yeah, what the deal? It's Xzibit
Get on the ground, get on the ground
Hands on the back of your head, Don'
What, yeah, yeah
Black John McClane, Harold the Menace, and the Waterproof
with my nigga Bud'da, on the track
Golden State Warriors..
Eatin every rapper on the plate
Huh, feel me
I got three-oh-fo's in three-one-oh
on section eight, with multiple one-eighty-sevens
Sport a Marilyn Manson t-shirt when I die and go to heaven
Smoke a beady, scrape my lungs, smoke the resin
Remember the name Ras Kass-ciano
Get to clownin y'all punk bitches, cause I'm a Mac, like Ronald
I make Mac make money, and mack murder wack rappers
My Makaveli verse Bomb First, the Mac-11'll gat cha
When I get at cha, the situation tenses
Fatality before you ever reach your senses
Got so-called writers, crashing into brick fences
like my name was Al Fayed so you die, like that white princess
If you lookin for sympathy, you better look
between R and T, in the fucking dictionary
See the object of the game is to win, stack some ends, sippin Henn'
Whip a Benz and leave it to your next of kin
Pick a card any card, I bet you can't pull it
Golden State, number one with a bullet
It's three card molly
Will they ever stop?
Probably not
Pull your spine through your mouth and watch your body drop
The un-edited medic, on the cut, with a degree in metaphysics
A doctor, with a lot of patients/patience
And perseverance -- flows like an ocean liner
that sails/sales like a clearance, I'm bilingual
Fly like a flamingo, I'm a pitcha, everything I freak
I eat like Al Pacino, you don't like me baby
You ain't happy, you need some Ecstasy
Now you in my properties, but you have to pay my equity
For the lowest point in my character
I'll reach the highest place in the house when I rock
like the Qu'ran, fuse hot, fluid with flavor like buillion cube
Been this way since I was fourteen
And like this I been runnin shit without the use of Sportscreme
Rippin up tracks like immigrant Chinese, peep the game I lay
I'm grim, I brim over my brow when I rip
Never write rhymes with slim fingertips
Each syllable you choose to use is light as a flower
Keep tryin to go gold
but all you're gettin is a golden shower
Look, now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggaz wouldn't need a vest around they chest
Keep bustin about where you rest, and what you own, and what you drive
So the day some niggaz come for you I'm really not surprised
Mr. Black Bruce Willis, please don't kill us
I show mercy like Kevorkian, like a scorpion
We sting you from behind and put it in you, so meet me at the venue
Put you on the spot to put you on the menu
Fricaseed emcee, we be the ones that keep the pussy hot
Xzibit livin life, like a bull inside a china shop
Strippin everything, see you ain't even got a dime to drop
Go ahead and call the cops, you ain't said nathin
Jerry Spring-you out the studio, then Suge Knight you
to the parkin lot, niggaz ain't ready for all this heat we got
Picture yourself crushin Xzibit with your tough talk
I really wish I could you know at twenty-one
youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo
(I'ma tell you exactly why I do the things
I do, youknowhatI'm sayin')
Gotta carry the weight youknowhatI'msayin'
Go ahead
Yeah! I break it down like this
You see I don't like to remenisce about the past
The lower class, no clout livin' hand to mouth
Each and every wrong move the police keep count
make it real fuckin' easy to get streched out
I was at the funeral when it all began
You know the painful transition from a boy to men
I lost sight of my mother at the age of nine
didn't understand death nearly lost my mind
But see life moves on and broke niggas can't change it
Age ten, new step family arrangement
at thirteen, I started gettin' hair on my dick
And noticed me and my sister were gettin' treated like shit
I would forever be hit with anything in reach
Then my father would proceed to go to church and preach
about forgiveness, patience all the shit that he lacked
Gettin' jump when he said and the head gat cracked
physical contact was in form of a slap
at the age of fifteen Xzibit now hit back
courtesy of my stepbrother, who taught me to scrap
Left the bitch on the ground with her eyes on black
Ran away from the house of Teresa and Nate
Into juvenile detention where I built up hate
I don't remember the date of the judical debate
but legally I was now in custody of the state
And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club and drink
Say what's up to Xzibit and I still don't speak
I'm trying to contemplate the next move to make
Gotta find some way to release this hate
And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club and drink
Say what's up to Xzibit and I still don't speak
I'm trying to contemplate the next move to make
Gotta find some way Xzibit carry the weight
(Yeah it's fucked up though man)
(YouknowhatI'msayin')
(The fuck you doin' in jail)
Insane man, I don't know man, he he he
(Yeah wats goin' on down there, gotta get out dude)
Yeah I be out in couple of weeks man
YouknowI'msayin'
(It's popin' man)
It's cool yo fuck that
(It's popin' out here)
They can go on and on for that
(I'm tellin' you it's popin' man come home)
And that was worse then the treatment I was gettin' at home
but only now I was fucked up plus all alone
My father talkin' all crazy to me over the phone
Turned age sixteen now on my own
Started running with cats who carried gats cause they had too
with no hesitation lock load then blast you
Without a hastle we in a town of hicks
fuckin' all these chicks
Sellin' rock by the bricks
so we feelin' like we mothafuckin' Nino Brown
At the house when the mothafuckin' man touched down
Screamin' demands "Let me see your goddamn hands (now)"
A.T.F. cause of handguns and contraban
we never kept it in the house
So of course we clounded
Only found one pistol took us all down town
We be out by the end of the afternoon
gettin' drunk on the strip let the system BOOM!
Who would assume Mr. QK would chill with a wife
Ty and Matt caught bodies
Now they spend there life behind bars
catchin' scars that will not heal
niggas don't know the half about keepin' it real
Like this
Like this, like that
Yeah! gotta carry the weight
Like this euh!
Bringin live
Yeah! yeah! like this
It's Xzibit
Gotta carry the weight
Like that yo!
When it comes to shit like this
I always get it right the first time
playa haters and snakes
waitin' for mistakes
But that's the breaks the highs and lows
Of the industry
D.I.T.C. and X to the Z
Bringin' it live
Get it crackin' to the third degree
Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V.
We gring rap to your city like B.E.T.
But still feel California
Is the place to be, Catashtrophy...
The Alkaholiks is back to fry you
Xtra crispy
With the skills that make the plots
to dis me Xtra risky
Cause the time it takes to infiltrate
And stop my forward motion
California will have broken off
And fell into the ocean
Cause i rocked around the world
With my ill type skill
Step for real or I'll leave your grill scarred like Seal
Cause I regulate the sectin where the drinks
Is gettin blended
Certifed bartender
So catch the 40
When I send it your way
Niggas that hustle
Till the day light break
Go to county 20 times
Still can't go straight
Don't nothin in the mothafuckin'
World come free
I'll never see a nine to five
Cause it just ain't me
(It's like this)
Xzibit shall hustle, lift build muscle
And think like Russell
Survive and bring it live and direct
To any crowd through out the world
Like this come home
And smoke a spliff in the benz
With Swift
I'm fucked up J-Ro
Yo i'm fucked up to
Lookin' at these bitches
From a birds eye view
My name is J-Ro from tthe Likwit Crew
So what nigga is it you wanna do
My flow is metaphorical
Historicly correct
What do you expect from a nigga
With my intellect
East coast representing West coast gangsta
New I ain't trippin'
I call up King Tee we go dippin'
Through the streets
Pumpin' hard core Likwit beats
Flowin' air blowin' loungin'
Inn them leather seats
Think gback how we used to rock the house party
Now we jsut fuckin' it up for everybody
How dare you try to compare
Yourself to the original
Professional Xzibit break you down
Like correctional Facilitys
Limit all capabilities muthafuck MC's
Hard to read like Japanese
I'm spreading like disease
So I can't be stopped
By who you run with your click
Or the Btich ass cops
Xzibits' first LP
It hit your black like crack rock
I'm blowin' up your spot by remote
Mr. Cut Throat
I"m from Cystal-ifornia
I warned ya I'd be on ya
The Ro is outer national
Cold as Henne-sota
I smoke 12 MC's a day
Just to fill my quota
From Fourty 0-hio
All the way to Ore-gin
Buddy my fingers are bloody Now I'm Washing-ten
I clown from Brew-york
Down to Mi-ti-ami
I soak up game like a shammy
Understand me?
So Elizabeth it's MC's
That's comin' to join ya
Some will be from NYC And some will be from California
Cause I drop the lyrics on you
From beneath the Earth's surface
Where I write rhymes so fresh
I try to bite my own verses
Cause the purpose of my flow
Is to let you know
My style is badder than the water
Down in Mexico
Cause RICO blend styles liek juice and gin
I got the Likwit shit
That have you seein' double
Listen you fuckers, you screwheads
Here's a man who won't take it anymore
A man who stood up against
The skunk, the kunts, the dogs, the fill, the shit
Here is some one who stood up
Here is...
Yeah! this is it for anybody usin bodies
presents, Xzibit movin at the speed of life
Yeah! check it
It took a long time comin but we waited
Xzibit went from underated
To now most antcipaded
never would of thought that I would rock your set
And get love and respect without no special effects
Only the rugged ruff shit that the hard rock need
Lyrics must contain more then just clothes bitches and weed
thinkin' how you like to see the next man bleed
Tryin to glority greed
Livin life at ridiculuos speed-indeed!
The main goal to achieve, is to succeed
Have it laid out for your seed
But the world gets colder every day by day
Physically, mentally gettin drained by L.A.
Trying to find piece of mind
is like trying to find a gold mine
it just wont happen
no time for relaxin
Real soldiers of fortune
the front line of the action
So never show a nigga what you packin'
"You know what i'm sayin'?"
It's too much weight to be juggling
who do you picture when you think about struggling
Kids in the bed, no food stomach bubbilin
Niggas in the E-class heavy drug smugglin
Movin...yeah!
yes movin...
At the speed of life
And plus I feel that no style is darker than mine
There was a time it was all about beats and rhymes
But nowadays the blind just follow the blind
and when I die!
Niggas still recite these lines
to rock the heads, waterbeds citys and towns
Bringin strength to the masses that be holdin it down
the underground! to upper echelon and beyond
Xzibit rock and roll the streets like a vagabond
Nigga wanna trip you gettin dissed like a blond bitch
mackin to Farrakhan, I run game like a marathon
It's here today then tomorrow it's gone
It's the law of the land
a straight modern day babylon!
Movin...yeah! yeah! like this
Like this...at the speed of life
Ah! Bring it live, yeah!
Xzibit lookin at the earth thru wide angles
I found a stairway to heaven in a city of lost angels
Where small situations turn to altercation
with a heavy ass price
'cause niggas don't fight no more!
before hip hop was all about drama
anything for a dollar before Kane fucked Madona
Xzibit maintain and stayed bent like a comma
Just me and my bottle
we shall lead not follow
Emcees be full of shit
but they style be hollow
it seems you've bitin off more
than you can possibly swallow
just a day in the life of a man named X
only blunt and latex for the oppisite sex
you see niggas comin thru to smoke and pay respect
ever since fifteen, I been ready for anything
whatever they bring in any shape, form or fashion
I live to the fullest and rip rhyme with a passion
but in the mean while if worse comes to worst
bust a round or bust a verse whatever comes first
Yeah! we got it locked down tight
Xzibit bring truth to the light
shit is movin at the speed of life
Movin...
In the club drinkin' with all my homies
And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
It ain't hard to find me, just know I'll be poppin' off
Slow motion, GT rollin', your bitch she knowin'
She'll tell you we poppin' off
Ain't nothin' when X shit jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
They know we be poppin' off
Uh-uh, I know you gettin' high
cause you keep on starin' and your eyes don't lie
That shit you wearin' and your friends keep darin'
There's enough to go around and they don't mind sharin'
Get between your thighs, make ya exercise
You ain't gotta waste no time with no 'fuck me' eyes
I'm like all day long up in ya
Take a break, make a drink, roll the 'wood, let the games continue
Uh, (you make me so hot) - you better than the rest of them bitches
I'll bang your back out in every position
I never listen to the shit niggaz say
How you're easy to spread, like to pop pills and fuck all day
But baby that's alright with me
If you thinkin' long-term, bitch that's what it ain't gon' be
So just shake what your mamma gave ya
And I'ma give you what your dad gave your mom to make ya
In the club drinkin' with all my homies
And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
It ain't hard to find me, just know I'll be poppin' off
Slow motion, GT rollin', your bitch she knowin'
She'll tell you we poppin' off
Ain't nothin' when X shit jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
They know we be poppin' off
Now riddle me this...
Whenever I hit her hard in the middle she piss
Do I take that as normal and watch her play with her tits?
I'm confused, I feel so used - and I got the dick
Now what am I doin' here?
She tell me she wants to keep the condom as a souvenir
And that's kinda weird to me
I guess this ol' fuck session ain't what it appear to be
Because the concierge has just brought the bill to me
I go 200 miles per hour on a street bike
And 9-0 beats per minute on a sweet mic
Whenever I get with bitches I lose a little somethin'
Sperm by the zones, we keep it hot and goin'
Xzibit we got it flowin', don't even approach us, you only get roaches
How you gon' smoke with us nigga when you can't even focus
Cause we don't break bread with bitches, we take head from bitches
Cause niggaz be gettin' dead from bitches for bein'
In the club drinkin' with all my homies
And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
It ain't hard to find me, just know I'll be poppin' off
Slow motion, GT rollin', your bitch she knowin'
She'll tell you we poppin' off
Ain't nothin' when X shit jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
They know we be poppin' off
This big black baracuda type nigga
Last of the old coupe pack type niggaz
Last of the honcho and Flint type niggaz
Big Tweet, Big Pete, pimp type figgas
It's like a jungle and I'm King Tee the tyrant
Demandin' all bitches stay silent - fuck snitchin'
I'm the violent - pilot for your child hall riot
Where niggaz pull swords like pirates
Hoes get i-rit, I mean irate
Tee-la let a bitch eat, put some dick on her plate
You better get yo' ass some muscle and go hustle
Get up on the grind, stop fuckin' with mine
For the umpteenth time, I'm a baller by nature
Schooled by the best, fuck a hater
Never lay low, let 'em know, out of mind, out of sight
But for damn sure you'll catch me with the homies tonight
We just -
In the club drinkin' with all my homies
And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
It ain't hard to find me, just know I'll be poppin' off
Slow motion, GT rollin', your bitch she knowin'
She'll tell you we poppin' off
Ain't nothin' when X shit jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
Ain't a damn thing promised to ya
Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I'm just bein honest to ya
It take a whole lot, just to get a little
Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life's riddles
never, come that easy, but it was easy
to lead me, but it wasn't easy to see me
Get up off the block to the TV
And sell a couple million CD's, best believe me
You see these callouses on my soul?
Couldn't let hate and paralysis, take control
I pick you up when you down 'til I can't no mo'
My name sting in your mouth like canker sores
Been at war my whole life, sleepless nights
Endless fights, but still can't walk to the light
Cause my work ain't finished on earth, for what it's worth
From the cradle to the hearse, God and family first, for real
Somewhere in the heart of man (somewhere, within, somewhere)
There comes a time when he must understand (when he must understand)
The strong withstand, the weak will fall
Cause tomorrow may not come at all
Life ain't long, it's more like a snapshot
You can have the top, I live for the hop
Never take a day I'm breathin on this planet for granted
Time for change, time for growth, peace understandin
See but niggaz keep forcin my hand, disturbin my plans
Bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man
It's like tryin to build a house on sand; you never get
a solid foundation, one man can change the nation
Yo I put that on all creation; Haitian, Jamaican
African, Asian, Caucausian, Indian
Whatever your persuasion, this is the message
Time is of essence especially when you're countin your blessings
Lessons learned from the deepest of pain, it's not a game
Keep my name outta your mouth and I'ma keep it the same, ya dig?
It's a shame, graduated to the rap game
Only to find out crack and rap was the same thang, damn!!
Who got skill? Who got hustle?
Who got they family with 'em? Who pay for they muscle?
Yo it's all gon' come out in the wash, the lost angel
with dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo
I lay low for no one, I love my life
Ain't afraid of no hard work and sacrifice
Was born twice through the life of my seed
Makin sure he see a side of life, I was never able to see
Hittin home like "Ground Zero," move over now
Peace to the real heroes, still underground
I put it down for the homies that came that's hard in the paint
I'm livin proof it's never to late, you straight
Once in a while I go back to the main strip
And see the same niggaz still doin the same shit
And all I can do is increase the flow
Ah, I don't wanna hear shit
Get off ya motherfucking ass
It's right now, right now, right here
And we bringing it to you live, COME ON!
Golden state, what... come on, what bitch
New Shit! Ha, come on, yeah Ras Kass blaze that shit up
Xzibit, break it down slam it, jelly roll
Show me a bitch and I'm a slay her like Sarah Michelle Gell-ie
Rap star, trash tellies blow up my sprint celly
Dare me, I tongue Halle Berry's belly
Show her a monster's ball, fuck it you tell me
Platinum, heavy 22 inch perrelli's
Jelly, it gets so ugly it gets scary
Haters act like under-age hoes so what's really-
Can't fuck wit y'all, paging R.Kelly (ooooohhh)
Oh, if the shoe fits buy a matching shirt
Ya nothing take ya face and attach dirt
Catch me and my niggas wit strick-9
Strictly constrict 9 triggas disfigure ya figure
Our figgas got bigger, niggas the same
Menace to society and y'all done made me Kane
Can't extort us faggot, you bust we bust
In God we trust but we paying at dusk, biatch!
Don't you think this shit is for fun (NO!)
Think before you reach for that Gun (Think!)
Look at all the shit that you started (yeah)
You bring heat but we bring it harder (sing!)
La la la la la la la la (Ha!)
La la la la la la la la (Sing!)
La la la la la la la la (yes)
La la la la la la la la (come on)
Yella, yizzel, shaft shizza-lean
Fuck what y'all talking about, this shit clean
That's why we filthy rich behind the scenes
Game spitters with helmets and shoulder pads on the hitters
Bullshit so far what this game sent
We here to burn it down open bar entertainment
Taking the work clipping the clientele on raw
Lactose intolerant but I still sell
Game enough to mash on the coach like Sprewell
Don't salt there hoes flows ain't got that sea smell
Overstand under surveillance, Ben Savage-
Can't come to the town terrorizing we been Laden
Been beat heavyweight beefs and went passage
Back to the blockmates and it's safe to unlock cakes
King sizzel makin' bank, shake the spizzle,
We don't make it drizzle we rain in the G-state
Don't you think this shit is for fun (NO!)
Think before you reach for that Gun (Think!)
Look at all the shit that you started (come one)
You bring heat but we bring it harder (now sing!)
La la la la la la la la (Sing!)
La la la la la la la la (Yeah!)
La la la la la la la la (Sing It!)
La la la la la la la la (yeah)
Feel the adrenaline, feel the rush
The effects of the compound the ammo dump
Doc Dre don't fuck with punks
We all thump like Maximus, stop fucking with us
Take a ride inside the home of hands-on hip-hop
Speak what you believe and hope you don't get shot for it
Ghetto poets, show it if you got one
A hot one, with ass and rap like a shotgun
I can write to the sound of the sunset
Smith & Wesson, I use words as a weapon
Gun sling my dreams I rain supreme
And fiend for the next challenge, knocking you off balance
Look, I been through the worst, avoided the hearst (Survived!)
Starving to death and dying of thirst (alive!)
Here in the flesh, elope with the profoc-
The answer, the solution, the remedy, the anecdote
Don't you think this shit is for fun (NO!)
Think before you reach for that Gun (Think!)
Look at all the shit that you started (yeah)
You bring heat but we bring it harder (Now sing!)
La la la la la la la la (yes)
La la la la la la la la (Sing!)
La la la la la la la la (Ha)
La la la la la la la la (come on)
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
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
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
Stompin hoes through y'all turf
I hurt worse than actual childbirth
A chick can suck my dick til the big squirt (AH-AHH!)
The song work, so ain't no playin wit us
Findin out where you rest your head and I'm sprayin it up
The remains that's left behind can probably fit in a cup
You pressin your luck, you makin yourselves easy to touch
I'm from the home of the hit 'em up, only two ways
You droppin some shells or you get 'em up, back in the days
there was a time there was this woman that I want to keep up
but nowadays when I see you I'm just tryin to fuck
so check it out
You know, who's runnin these fuckin streets
(The king of these West coast gangsta beats, niggaz)
Always droppin off nothin but straight heat
so stay the fuck out of the way
You know, we roll so fuckin deep
(Round after round in the middle of the street niggaz)
Cause you're actin like your shit don't stink
Y'all ain't fuckin with Dre
Thangs just ain't the same since he came out
Two thousand and one, came blew the game out
I heard you was hot {*huff*} blew your flame out
And got the nerve to believe you hold the same clout?
I thought I told you, keep my name out of your fuckin mouth
(But Dr. Dre!) See that's exactly what I'm talkin bout
That shit right there, that's all day long
Just don't stop, I gots to be alone at the top
Forever ready loaded and locked, with niggaz that'll circle yo' block
and let 'em pop til some bodies get dropped
It's Doc Holiday in the flesh
(Still) hold it down, represent, resurrect the West
(Still) holdin ground, touchin down, with my nigga X
(Still) send a couple through yo' chest if you disrespect
Dr. Dre comin back (shit) I never left
The number one ranked highest paid celebrity guest
That's eight digits, motherfuckers
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 (YO)
Listen to this, I'm just tryna do this for us
You know what I'm sayin, you scream at the top of your fucking lungs
Yeah, I'm just tryna do this hard work and get this good between us baby, yeah
Look, Samantha, Loraine, Monica, Veronica
Veronica, she treated my dick like a harmonica
How you think I learned how to twist it and turn
Ya back until it's broke, make you feel it in your throat
It was Pamela, Linda, Keisha, Nicole
Had me fuckin while I was drivin on cruise control
Can't wait to get it home and teach it all to you
Look I'm just tryna be the best, I'm doin it all for you
You know that thing with the peanut butter
My Brooklyn bitch said fuck untyin the ropes,
it's faster with a box cutter
I know you love the way I'm diggin you out
But always wanna fuckin aruge so let's figure this out
I'm just tryna make you happy bitch
Who's there for you anytime you get in the mood for suckin a dick
I took the time out to find out what ya like
You bust fifteen nuts, wanna get up and fight
So look
You should thank of all the bitches that I have in my life
All the experience I'm gettin got me fuckin you right
Never took time to see it and plus
All you thinkin 'bout is yourself, I'm thinkin for us
You love the way I beat it down when I come in the house
And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, kitchen and couch
You should thank all of the bitches that I have in my life
All the experience I'm gettin got me fuckin you right
It was Gina, Julie, Renee, Ty and Tammy
Made me spend some extra days in Miami
Candy, Trisha, Prescilla, Melissa
Showed X to the Z it's better with three
Who could fuck your ass better than me (pssst)
I think not, hard knock the cock, welcome to my sweat shop
I pick locks made by NFL, NBA, NHL, fuck all day
You could say I didn't do this shit
Unsatisfied bitches gotta go out and chase the dick
And that's just not the thing to do
So I learn new shit from the next bitch and teach it to you
Now don't you love it how I shove it baby (hell yeah)
When we be fuckin and we thuggin baby (hell yeah)
The way I hit it when I pump it baby (hell yeah)
And don't I spit it when I bust it baby (hell yeah)
I insist that we fuckin on videotape
Just incase a bitch lose face and try and call rape
If you know somethin that might excite up our late night
Got an open invite to lay us a pipe
Make ya head feel like your wet, warm and tight
I'll go from all night 'til the sun turn bright
Two wrongs don't make it right bitch, no need to cheat
(Pussy just a piece of meat, another means to eat)
Big Tray D told me that, as a matter of fact
You only tell me that you love me when you're flat on your back
You wanna leave me now bitch, my fuckin feelings is hurt
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
You got more than you bargained for
Hit the floor I pull a fast one to let you know that today could be your last
one,
black, take your breath like an asthma attack
Just a slave like Flava Flav, you're blind to the fact
Mr. X to the Z the Liks and King T
guranteed to bring the house down naturally
Niggas knowin' no limits lime Master P
makin' you motherfuckin' bastards see,
what, a whole different breed of MC
Realize it's you against me, catch a three-hundred and sixty degree
roundhouse to the mouth right
and like the sun, make the hot shit shine bright
I feelin' like my whole life is a green light never turn red
'cause I strike like a rattle-snake, lock like a dread
Niggas wanna bump heads but they better off dead
Came crashin' through the door like the Feds, bring it
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
And yeah, everybody start to rush
Swingin' through is your friendly neighborhood lush
I crack your bottle than watch how Xzibit bust
I regulate like a killer with a nickel plate
Uh set it straight and start to shakin' you down, breakin' new ground,
construction work
heavy artilary, put your dick in the dirt
Stay alert, the game is rough so you might get hurt
Slug burnt through your jacket, through your sweater, through your shirt
Get cut from th belly up
I burnt the chain fast lane, suck my sugar cane
I'm tryin' to spart that niggas brain while you entertain trivial things,
material things, protected by the underground kings
who rule the land with an iron fist
The "Men In Black", if we flash can't remember shit
You cross me, I'll make you pay like the government, I wanna kill Sam
'cause my package came short 12 grames, get the picture
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, yeah, yeah
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, yeah, yeah
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
Intro: [An interview with Xzibit]
[I] I want to ask you, what is more important to you guys
All the money that you guys are talkin' about
Or the artform Or, what is more important The Lyrics
Or the leather sized stuff
[X] I think, what we tryin' to do is device a way that the
artform and the money is like on a equal level.
You know what I mean, that, that like he said, is a fine
line where gotta pleas the crowd or pleas the artists
that are listenin' to you. And pleas the real hip-hop
underground people that, that, that is looking for that
you know, that real shit. It's only a certain way that
that you can go up and doin' it
Verse 1: [Xzibit]
Xzibit keep it on deck
Live, vinyl, CD or cassette
Whatever you select
I keep you bouncin' like a bad cheque
See I should have a trigger tattooed on my neck
To represent the heat that I repeat
Now you can take the highs out of the beat
But never take the rucked out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look into the eyes of the emotional
Your whole style is promotional
A dead giveaway to me is just another business day
Xzibit here to stay
My life, a tribute to the A.K,
you wanna play
A situation only one man can walk away from
The same way he came
When I spit flame, it spits flames like your middlename
So why do I say fuck the fame
Because it come and go
The industry's a pet without refused to be that gigolo
I put the dope in, got fo's and tatoos
Niggas make ya money
But let the money make you
Hook: [King T] x2
We make, make money, money
Take's money to survive
The meanin' of life with statted chips is stay alive
Cause it's all about the C-notes
Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too
Don't let the money make you
Verse 2: [Soopafly]
It's Soopafly,
comin' with that gangsta shit
That shit that only gangstas be gettin' gangsta with
The pimps, hustlers and the players know the rank I get
Never have to get no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp down your whole compound
Takin' all the shots
Device from the few I'm rise
Let the others drop
I elevate
Who drop when a dime never got me straight
I'm still goin' for broke
I push you to the stroke
And one man loc and say high
Smokin' to keep an open, mind
Focus on military time provokin'
The G in me, nigga
() when he tried to step the Soopafly
AZ you are shit
Now gettin' down with the Pound
Now who can shake it till it break ground
Many motherfuckers are greedy
There's only one thing needed like E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
When it comes to the cash, I'm movin' quick
(Xzibit: Any other nigga eat a dick)
Fuck type shit
Make ya step back
Soopafly, hit like crack
Life is a jet
Maintainin' the top figures deliver
The raw, rugged likwidation that be runnin' the river
Now, whether if a nigga step up
Be prepared to kick your rap up
Try to die in line for you cheque, huh nigga
Hook: [King T] x2
Verse 3: [Xzibit]
So when I die,
bury me upside-down
So the whole world can kiss my ass
Live fast
Sippin' from my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight
So I catch you ()
Xzibit comin' down like a saint
So prepare for the judgement day
Be careful what the fuck you say
Rhyme these parts
Amadeus and Mozart,
the love for the arts and crash
Paragraphs to bust niggas in half
That's what I fuck with
() time to get my duck sit
Miss me if you try to make a buck with
I mean a quick buck, only got bad luck
Black cash every black trash
Never relax, never get attached to anything
That's not gonna hand so life
I come back like Christ
Pacific natural ice
With Sharif makin' sure R B, was well done
Might live by the gun,
but keep livin' through my livin' son
Hook: [King T] x4
Outro:
[King T]
We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money (x4)
We take money, take money, take money, money, money (x4)
[Soopafly]
Don't let this money make you
[Xzibit]
Yeah, uh, what, worldwide
Yeah, Im forever, ever lastin, spread the wealth
Procrastination like masturbation, your fuckin yourself
So we gonna move on em quickly (what)
No chance to think about coming back
Chain smoke em, turn they lungs black
See I was raised to love black, but sometimes
Black folks wanna sweat you harder than the one-time
Never participate in dumb, def and blind shit
Plus I got my little man, so daily I'm reminded
The ride only gets rougher (right)
But I'll be damned if me and my niggas suffer
Smuggle this motherucker with the raw shit, I'm blessed wit
Lookin at the world, burned for the young and the desperate
Showed heart, but got cardiac arrested
More than a nigga with an image and a press kit
The wreck hits, creates desert land, desolate
The whole intent to rock the shit, keep the herb lit
Chorus: Xzibit (Defari)
Handle your business before your business handles you
Mister X to the Z (and Defari Herut), one two
(Remain true, regardless what we go through)
Yeah, handle your business so you can stand on your on two
*repeat*
[Defari Herut]
Everyday I puts in down in LA, hustle in this
Assassin lyricist, serious, muscle in this
I call the bets, I know we got coordinates on more games to wreck
We blaze shows, never no Half Step
Tactics, B-Boys, no games no antics
No false images, no bullshit semantics
We planned this, for hundred of thousands
Reignin/Rainin on they brains with lyrics, from the mountains
Don't contemplate what you can't even demostrate
Defari lottery draftpick, never the second rate
Nigga who wanna hate but front like its all great
I gots no time for these emotional niggas, I gots to motivate
Moves to make, best rhyme straight
That's for the old school, this here's our year, it's time to elevate
Handle this, don't hesitate got money to make
Push maximum levels from the Golden State
Chorus
[Defari Herut]
This combination's high calibre
Hatians stay amazed and confused like this was algebra
I'm scoutin the, best land for property
Never sloppily, picture someone stoppin me
>From gettin mine, line after line
And you wonder why I call these fake niggas Miller
they think they Genuine; I'm startin to shine, imported Italian
With a custom made Herut charm as my medallion
[Xzibit]
Seem like, I recite the same prayer every night
Watch my folks, make sure my dogs stay tight
And fully prepared to gunfight in broad daylight
Till then, lick it to the chin, let it begin
We could break bread or break skin; and watch me send it
Try not to break the law, sometimes I gotta bend it
And my directions, suggest for your own protection
You motherfuckers keep it movin like an intersection
Chorus
Serious business *scratched in background*
Fuck you, like that Mr. X to the Z, Defari Herut. Yeah, yeah right? *3X*
What, keep it movin like this y'all
I want to ask you, what is more important to you guys?
All the money that you guys are talkin' about?
Or the artform? Or, what is more important? The Lyrics?
Or the leather sized stuff?
I think, what we tryin' to do is device a way that the
artform and the money is like on a equal level.
You know what I mean, that, that like he said, is a fine
line where gotta pleas the crowd or pleas the artists
that are listenin' to you. And pleas the real hip-hop
underground people that, that, that is looking for that
you know, that real shit. It's only a certain way that
that you can go up and doin' it
Xzibit keep it on deck
Live, vinyl, CD or cassette
Whatever you select
I keep you bouncin' like a bad cheque
See I should have a trigger tattooed on my neck
To represent the heat that I repeat
Now you can take the highs out of the beat
But never take the rucked out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look into the eyes of the emotional
Your whole style is promotional
A dead giveaway to me is just another business day
Xzibit here to stay
My life, a tribute to the A.K,
you wanna play
A situation only one man can walk away from
The same way he came
When I spit flame, it spits flames like your middlename
So why do I say fuck the fame
Because it come and go
The industry's a pet without refused to be that gigolo
I put the dope in, got fo's and tatoos
Niggas make ya money
But let the money make you
We make, make money, money
Take's money to survive
The meanin' of life with statted chips is stay alive
Cause it's all about the C-notes
Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too
Don't let the money make you
It's Soopafly,
comin' with that gangsta shit
That shit that only gangstas be gettin' gangsta with
The pimps, hustlers and the players know the rank I get
Never have to get no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp down your whole compound
Takin' all the shots
Device from the few I'm rise
Let the others drop
I elevate
Who drop when a dime never got me straight
I'm still goin' for broke
I push you to the stroke
And one man loc and say high
Smokin' to keep an open, mind
Focus on military time provokin'
The G in me, nigga
(?) when he tried to step the Soopafly
AZ you are shit
Now gettin' down with the Pound
Now who can shake it till it break ground
Many motherfuckers are greedy
There's only one thing needed like E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
When it comes to the cash, I'm movin' quick
(Xzibit: Any other nigga eat a dick)
Fuck type shit
Make ya step back
Soopafly, hit like crack
Life is a jet
Maintainin' the top figures deliver
The raw, rugged likwidation that be runnin' the river
Now, whether if a nigga step up
Be prepared to kick your rap up
Try to die in line for you cheque, huh nigga
So when I die,
bury me upside-down
So the whole world can kiss my ass
Live fast
Sippin' from my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight
So I catch you (?)
Xzibit comin' down like a saint
So prepare for the judgement day
Be careful what the fuck you say
Rhyme these parts
Amadeus and Mozart,
the love for the arts and crash
Paragraphs to bust niggas in half
That's what I fuck with
(?) time to get my duck sit
Miss me if you try to make a buck with
I mean a quick buck, only got bad luck
Black cash every black trash
Never relax, never get attached to anything
That's not gonna hand so life
I come back like Christ
Pacific natural ice
With Sharif makin' sure R&B;, was well done
Might live by the gun,
but keep livin' through my livin' son
We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money
We take money, take money, take money, money, money
Yeah, uh, what, worldwide
Yeah, Im forever, ever lastin, spread the wealth
Procrastination like masturbation, your fuckin yourself
So we gonna move on em quickly (what)
No chance to think about coming back
Chain smoke em, turn they lungs black
See I was raised to love black, but sometimes
Black folks wanna sweat you harder than the one-time
Never participate in dumb, def and blind shit
Plus I got my little man, so daily I'm reminded
The ride only gets rougher (right)
But I'll be damned if me and my niggas suffer
Smuggle this motherucker with the raw shit, I'm blessed wit
Lookin at the world, burned for the young and the desperate
Showed heart, but got cardiac arrested
More than a nigga with an image and a press kit
The wreck hits, creates desert land, desolate
The whole intent to rock the shit, keep the herb lit
Handle your business before your business handles you
Mister X to the Z (and Defari Herut), one two
(Remain true, regardless what we go through)
Yeah, handle your business so you can stand on your on two
Everyday I puts in down in LA, hustle in this
Assassin lyricist, serious, muscle in this
I call the bets, I know we got coordinates on more games to wreck
We blaze shows, never no Half Step
Tactics, B-Boys, no games no antics
No false images, no bullshit semantics
We planned this, for hundred of thousands
Reignin/Rainin on they brains with lyrics, from the mountains
Don't contemplate what you can't even demostrate
Defari lottery draftpick, never the second rate
Nigga who wanna hate but front like its all great
I gots no time for these emotional niggas, I gots to motivate
Moves to make, best rhyme straight
That's for the old school, this here's our year, it's time to elevate
Handle this, don't hesitate got money to make
Push maximum levels from the Golden State
This combination's high calibre
Hatians stay amazed and confused like this was algebra
I'm scoutin the, best land for property
Never sloppily, picture someone stoppin me
From gettin mine, line after line
And you wonder why I call these fake niggas Miller
they think they Genuine; I'm startin to shine, imported Italian
With a custom made Herut charm as my medallion
Seem like, I recite the same prayer every night
Watch my folks, make sure my dogs stay tight
And fully prepared to gunfight in broad daylight
Till then, lick it to the chin, let it begin
We could break bread or break skin; and watch me send it
Try not to break the law, sometimes I gotta bend it
And my directions, suggest for your own protection
You motherfuckers keep it movin like an intersection
Serious business
Fuck you, like that Mr. X to the Z, Defari Herut. Yeah, yeah right?
1996, the Disfunctional member of the Alkohaliks family
It's XZIBIT, Bring it live, one time, like this
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?
Also 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
It's a shame
niggaz in the rap game
only for the money and the fame
EXTRA LARGE
It's a shame
niggaz in the rap game
only for the money and the fame
Paparazzi
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 hard
not being scared by the boulevard
I'm pulling that card and sayin Gin muthafuckar
flowin like liquid, soak it in muthafuckar
I'm breakin it down, my sounds, so crowds are like deaf
from the West
puttin whole counties to the test
it's all in perspective
Breaker one-nine copy
this is for the niggaz gettin caught up in the Paparazzi
Niggaz smoke stress and cross dress
but I just play the back
others going through schemes and pipe dreams
for a contract
real tightly rolled, fuck 'em all how I feel
I made a cool half mil
before I had a record deal
there for you look and stare like it's magic
too much of anything can make you an addict
when devils be startin static, forgot the automatic
I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate, but wait
who dare to cross this path
yo, I do ya like math
cut with glass, make a blood bath
so on behalf of all niggaz I get drunk with
smoke a lot of blunts with
I dispose of your punk shit
keep it all in perspective
Carbon Copies gettin caught up in the Paparazzi
I'ma clean this whole shit out like climax
With words put togeather better then sony electronics
King of the jungle, humbly stay honest
Eat with the lions, swim with peranas
Gassoline the scene, strike the match
Inferno, I'm to throue nigga, so stand back
I spit shine, get mine and rip rhyme
And make my career take a incline
I'm strick with knives, straight with razors
Good with grenades and great with gadges
Been around the world on a million stages
Watch nigga's bitch up and go through changes
I had gun's before guns was in fashion
I mashed out before niggas knew mashin
I knew terror before the plane started crashin
I got punch lines and nigga's aint laughin
I'm gon be here after the smoke dye down
Insomnia style I won't lye down
Fight the good fight don't need no help
Keep your hands up defend yourself
Move like I move and live lifelong
Can't move up if your hearts not strong
Get your own shit cause this shit's mine
Every time I spit, I shine
Cock-sucker I preach what I practise
Back shit up, wrap this, rap shit up
Still actin up, get found in the trunk of an Acuva
Yall suck like jail in dracula
X turn up the heat, increase the hatred
Straight stone face don't fuck with gay shit
So i guess that means I cant fuck with you now
Drew down, let off, facate to new town
You feel like bishop, induced now
Gotta flame thrower that will burn
Great holes till you goose down
Rough sound, same strong background
Bent on black the big boys playin tips down
My whole train of thought is the party
Any motherfucker with problems and not get caught
I was blessed with life when I cursed to death
I'm a spit till my very last breath
(Fuck yall)
I'm gon be here after the smoke dye down
Insomnia style I won't lye down
Fight the good fight don't need no help
Keep your hands up defend yourself
Move like I move and live lifelong
Can't move up if your hearts not strong
Get your own shit cause this shit's mine
Every time I spit, I shine
Let me get a three second look, I hit a million dollar target,
You ain't came up yet well nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)
Come across dope like planes and boats,
Like baloons filled with coke, down a mexican's throat,
You ever seen a man get smoked and shit on himself,
The body shake for a second, then it can't stop a second,
The evidence are the weapon and the people involved,
Let one nigga talk, everybody gettin caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
If you cant handle the time then ride the beach,
Might as well touch your tail and jump the fence,
Castrate yourself expose the bitch,
X go head up, the fuck never ran from it,
I got engadged with buck shots that you can't stomach,
You ain't a killer you a album filler,
You ain't a soldier you a rap premoter,
Game over
I'm gon be here after the smoke dye down
Insomnia style I won't lye down
Fight the good fight don't need no help
Keep your hands up defend yourself
Move like I move and live lifelong
Can't move up if your hearts not strong
Get your own shit cause this shit's mine
[Xzibit]
Ladies and Gentlemen!
This is dedicated to the man we all love to hate
Tattoo a.k.a The Leprechaun a.k.a. Mr. Jermaine Dupri
Come on ladies and gentlemen, sing a long
{Randy Newman - Short People Sample)
(Short people got) What! (no reason) Yeah!
(Short people got) What! (no reason) Come On!
(Short people got no reason to live)
Haha fuckin' faggot...
[Xzibit]
If ya So So Def than bitch get a hearing aid
Ain't worth ya gauge ya heart pumping lemonade
Hook, line and sinker ya took the bait
Act ya age, not ya size, not ya weight
Every time you professional making hits
Why it always gotta sound like the next men shit?
Went from Big to Puff to Snoop to Jay
Hey Jermaine who's dick you gon' ride today?
Couldn't wait to get the green light from Dr. Dre
Never liked ya fuckin' ass any goddamn way
And I could care less if we label mates
Your style been dead Columbians should drop the weight
I got love for Da Brat get off Bow Wow back
Fuck you, fuck ya niggas that's writing ya raps
What up lo get ya L.A. pass revoked
Don't get me wrong Papa Smurf you won't get smoked
But ya might get robbed and choked
Or you might disappear, kidnapped with no ransom note
Off the leash, off the hook, off the chain
Fuck Jermaine you ain't gotta say my name
Speak now or forever hold a dick in ya mouth
You ain't the mayor, you don't run shit in the South
Scarface run the South motherfucker you will be on
The underage bitch in the Kelly tape getting pee'd on
Cock-eyed midget with a Napoleon complex
Nickelodeon fetish you represent nonsense
Harlem Shake to that, high jump to hell
You the best in the business, I can't tell
Too late to apologize kiss my ass
We about to cut your whole sound scan in half
Got to keep your hands up homie protect yo'self
Stop fucking with the West nigga respect yo'self
It's a short ride to the top and a long way down
Look Man vs. Machine about to drop now
This ain't no beef it's more like lunch meat
Loss caliber heat let's take it to the street muh'fucker
Ha ha...ha ha....ha ha.....ha ha ha ha ha ha....haaaa ha ha ha ha ha
Oh my god...yeah, yeah
Xzibit Lyrics Index
Get Your Walk On (Fredwreck Remix)
f/ Daz Dillinger, W.C
[Intro- Xzibit & W.C]
Yeah nigga get cha walk on
Yeah ya'll trynna walk huh
Well let us officially show you
How to do the damn thang
Yo, Huh, Come On!
Wo, what what
Whats crackalatin, Haha (Yeah)
We now got the whole world doing our dance homeboy
(AAAAAAaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!)
Whats crackin X, Dov C (What, what yeah)
Bringin it to ya live and direct
Wit my homeboy Mr. X (Ssshh, sshh, sshh)
Check this out ya'll (Yeah, come on!)
[Verse 1- W.C]
Heal toe, heal toe
Heal to the toe, heal the to toe, toe to the heal
Let me see ya skip-pin on that dance flo baby
Look at dis - walk walk walk walk walk walk wit me
Fool what up, lace some chucks up
I be that gran empire lizard of c-walking teacher
Polaroid house shoots creeper
A foot star, child like destiny
Gettin my walk on with Mr X to the Z (Yeah!)
Dre and brizzay got this dub connect straight bangin
Westside bandana swizzangin
How we open up a can of words
And outta return, man to shoot sprea-da like grems
On the remix heres one more for ya'll to talk on
Dov C gettin his walk on
[Chorus -W.C & Daz & Xzibit]
Get your walk on, get your head right
I know you feelin this here, this here is dead right
Yeah-Get your bounce on, back dat ass up (Yeah!)
Just pass me the chronic, fill your glass up
Get your walk on, get your head right
I know you feelin this here, this here is dead right
Yeah-Get your bounce on, back dat ass up (Bounce)
Just pass me the chronic, fill your glass up
[Verse 2- Daz Dillinger]
From the depts of the smog cookin serving that is regular
Daz Dillinger no one could do it better (Yeah!)
Blue chucks, blue ragz, and a nigga blue sweeter
X to the Z, Dov C my nigga
Lets get down when I get down and rippin up and shit down
Fredwreck wit the gangsta sizz-ounnd
I make em' sea sick when they listen to this
I gets stupid when we cleans it up
We ain't had enough, Dick-ya-la
Coming straight outta the cut
With some shit that I want so you know I ain't no joke
But huh, rat-ta-ta-ta put you on your back
Nigga we get stupid like this and like that, you see
Put ya left foot in and your right foot out
And ya do the c-walk and ya shake all around
If you do the crip-walk and the po-po's start to talk
See thats what its all about (Wo...)
[Chorus -W.C & Daz & Xzibit]
Get your walk on, get your head right
I know you feelin this here, this here is dead right
Yeah-Get your bounce on, back dat ass up
Just pass me the chronic, fill your glass up
Get your walk on, get your head right
I know you feelin this here, this here is dead right
Yeah-Get your bounce on, back dat ass up
Just pass me the chronic, fill your glass up
[Verse 3- Xzibit]
I can drink a whole Henessey fifth
(AAAAAAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!)
Some call that a problem but I call it a gift
Hey the westcoast a face lift a brand new day
Now we got the whole planet trynna walk this way (Yeah!)
On display, live and direct for ya'll
No respect for the weak no respect at all
Breaken your jaw, easy like breaken the law (Yeah!)
Yeah my fire al-pine and shake the car
Pay attention I'm on a mission so walk wit us
Talkin tough ain't enough in Los An-ge-les
Gotta mean whatcha saying, saying whatcha meaning
6'fo' chromed out 3 wheel meaning
Khakis and t-shirts for all four seasons
I tit even, some vist without leaving
Here we go again ain't a damn thang changed
Keep my name outta ya mouth and stay in ya lane
[Chorus -W.C & Daz & Xzibit]
Get your walk on, get your head right
I know you feelin this here, this here is dead right
Yeah-Get your bounce on, back dat ass up
Just pass me the chronic, fill your glass up
Get your walk on, get your head right
I know you feelin this here, this here is dead right
Yeah-Get your bounce on, back dat ass up
Just pass me the chronic, fill your glass up
Xzibit Lyrics Index
Get Fucked Up With Me
from The Wash Soundtrack
Yeah man, I'm glad to have this opportunity
cuz I never get to sit down and chop it with y'all
Man, face to face, so you know I definitely wanna get fucked up
(*fills glass with ice*)
Yeah man, I'm glad I need to sit down and chop it with y'all man
cuz I never had an opportunity to do that, so, yeah
I want to blaze something up too, you smoke? good
You mind if I smoke? well, alright
[Verse 1]
(*Inhales*) So let me introduce myself
X to the motherfuckin Z (*exhales*)
I had to introduce myself appropriately
I'm that nigga you was hoping to see, fall flat on my ace
Look respect then fall from grace
But you know, (*inhales*) things move slow
I refuse to lose the game like dude from blow (*exhales*)
Like it ain't crazy enough, huh
My life got ups and downs like an all night fuck,so what (*inhales*)
Y'all really want from me (*exhales*)
I'm trying to live with two hoes like three's company
Ask me what is success
Nigga, success is when your no mean no and your yes means yes
And you can stand by your word cuz your word is your balls
(*Inhales*) Lose one your losing them all (*exhales*)
All hail to alcohol
Cuz it's my turn now try again tomorrow
[Chorus]
Roll another blenny up, pour another drink
I want everybody to get fucked up with me
Get a glass and fill it up
Lick the philly, seal it up
Everybody get fucked up with me
Roll another blenny up, pour another drink
I want everybody to get fucked up with me
Get a glass and fill it up
Lick the philly, seal it up
Everybody get fucked up with me
[Verse 2]
Life's a real bitch sometimes (*coughing*) oh shit! (*coughing*) wait
Okay I got it (*coughing*) I got it, I got it (*coughing*) I got it, hold up
Life's a real bitch sometimes
Your heartbeat raising like the rate of the crime
I could probably turn water to wine
Restless, double platinum, it's the sign of the time
It ain't my fault, your kids wanna c-walk
Dress how we dress and talk like we talk (*inhales*)
Ask Miss Cleo (*exhales*) if this is the matrix, I'm Neo
This is dedicated to that female CEO
That sucked my brother's dick for jolly St. Nick
Shit (*inhales*) make some room (*exhales*)
Somebody laced this shit with shrooms, cuz I'm flying
[Chorus]
(*Inhales*) What's the big deal (*exhales*)
Couple of (*pause*) shootings, couple of (*pause*) get killed
Happens everyday around this way
Took my homie lil' Mo dog and blew him away
Shit (*inhales*) at the age of 19, what a bummer'
Another crazy ass summer
These types of things never die down easy
Gang of retaliation, homeboy believe me (*inhales*)
Fien for the recipe (*coughing*)
Man, these blunts gon' be the death of me
Fuck it, next flight to Amsterdam
A few girls, fifty grand and a handy cam
Posted up at the Cypress Hill coffee shop
I'm miraculous, fuckin unorthodox (*inhales*)
I'm glad we could chop it up
Before I bounce let me get a blunt (*exhales*)
[Chorus]
Xzibit Lyrics Index
Game Face
with Ras Kass
I don't fuck around I'll break you down in the hours of H
All these L.A times motherfucka's keepin the pace
No need to pull strings things still get done
To have you yellin at the top of yo lungs
So Xzibit never speak wit a false tounge
Slid off like a handgun
Tryin to build an empire to pass to my grandson
I never like to talk business over the phone
So either have love for the game or leave it alone
Plus action speak louder than words
And pussy move faster than birds
So I gotta keep a gameface
On the street you slip, and you might catch a hot one
Xzibit stay low and kick back like a shotgun
I keep it bangin to the end of the line
When a rapper think his saggin style is fuckin with mine, it's divine
Cuz my family is harder than bricks
Anything to keep it movin cuz it's harder to hit
Chorus:
(Ras Kass)
Only right I fuck wit you when you fuckin' wit mine
Keep it movin to the end of the line
And action speak louder than words
And pussy move faster than birds
Gotta keep a gameface
(Xzibit)
Only right I fuck wit you when you fuckin' wit mine
Keep it movin to the end of the line
And action speak louder than words
And pussy move faster than birds
Gotta keep a gameface
Verse 2: Ras Kass
Men must be either tramp or the crutch
To regulate, relegate, delegate power, nigga touch something
Trust no one and die dumping
Drained ya battery you barely talking like Teddy Ruxpin
See that's wassup, nigga I don't give a fuck
Say some shit so nasty, it'll make Little Kim blush
As if, a 98 bentley didn't tempt me
To lay bullshit over this empty
But consequently my conscience wouldn't permit me
I'm one-third black man, one-third Jackie Chan
One-third sand, shiftin across the surface of the land
Golden State Warrior let my nuts hang like niggas in nooses
While you givin groupies all your loochie
I'm known for fucking hoochies in suskis
And slippin ???????
Loved and feared, severe yet loved
The full time titan fighting three million over night thugs
So keep your, hand out your rectum 'cause you can't stop shit
Don't rock shit, studio hustlers
claimin' they got more keys than a locksmith
What part of the game is this
Bonus Round, give me the mic, the money
The pussy in that order, the mortar over populated
get fucked and orally copulated
And all you chumps on some you owe me an apology shit
can suck yo apology out my dick
Chorus:
Verse 3:
(Ras Kass)
This is for the black niggas, the yak sippers
The part time strippers,slash full time student,and fifty buck slippers
I got athletes feet,we run these contrete streets
Sporting cleets, ain't nothing sweet
(Xzibit)
I'm making rappers get they shit together
Still smokin, still drinkin, still maintain clear thinkin
Everyday is the weekend, mashin thru in a lincoln
And style so sick, the whole car start stinking
Chorus
Xzibit Lyrics Index
Eyes May Shine (Remix)
f/ Mobb Deep
[Xzibit] (*Havoc in the background: "No doubt" - repeat 8x*)
Yea like this, rest in times, +Infamous+ Crew
yea +Infamous+ Mobb Deep, bring it down
Once again bring it live, yeah, like this
I'm on a path not thinkin bout a average man
Black Sedan my way through pitfalls and scams
Let the whole world know about this Likwit camp
Programmed to ignite on site
So now I'm standin in a whole new light (whole new light)
In a area where niggaz ain't tryin to fight (tryin to fight)
I feel my jaw get tight (get tight)
It's like, these niggaz get pumped up, and lick shots
at you, and yours, plus the motherfuckin cops
We got, blocks and blocks of non-stop hustle
21 backdrop, it's my turn to shuffle
Stay alert little pussy on the side can't hurt
Wear protection from the heats, so I don't get burnt
I got no time to be a star (*echoes star, star, star*)
I go straight from the car to the bar, and then get busy
Whenever provoked, I react like Bill Bixby
Incredible heat, X-to the-Z
and +The Infamous+ Mobb Deep, take it to the street
Don't waste my time (waste my time)
Tryin to disrepect me in your half-assed rhyme
(half-assed rhyme) that ass is mine
Been goin down like this since the beginnin of time
Eyes may shine
[Hook 2X: Xzibit + (Havoc)]
[X] Eyes May Shine, teeth may grit, AND ALL OF THAT SHIT
[X] And you still won't step so what's next (What's next?)
[X] All of a sudden, you ain't sayin nuttin
[H] You better off fuckin yourself, you need to stop frontin
[Havoc]
Aiyyo
I love my niggaz for that, it strike back, handle buisness
Test the realest, stay focused and keep the, enemy nearest
Niggaz is careless, slippin up, switchin up
Teams crossin over, they gettin stuck for they +C.R.E.A.M+
Frontin like the skills, is superb and got the nerve
to get knocked the fuck out and kicked to the curb
That's for you and your whole click
You rollin thick, more the better;
so like a dick bitch you gettin whipped, shitted on
Scuffed off a Mobb Deep song
Take your thug off, he had it on a bit too long
Tuck your chain in, you gettin yapped
for your faulty karat slum gold Cubic Zirconian ass havin
Talk about it, be about it, you ain't been doin this
So don't start, matter fact, keep it movin
When it's on, accumulate like cancer cells
wit advanced sells, leave a snitch dead son he can't tell
[Hook 2X: Xzibit + (Mobb Deep)]
[X] Eyes May Shine, teeth may grit, AND ALL OF THAT SHIT
[X] And you still won't step so what's next (What's next?)
[X] All of a sudden, you ain't sayin nuttin
[M] You better all, fuck yourself
[Prodigy]
(ye, ye, yo)
Yo, I send shots to any man that come too close
Niggaz get fold like a letter to ship across coast
Who Go? To go against my Militant Crime Militia
Like these street niggaz sendin' mis-sals to hit 'cha
Up from the ground up son, you get the picture
If not, write it down, take a picture
Pretend a poor exotic shit, keep me lifted, sum'in retarded
You fuckin up my high beefin; don't get me started
Too late - I'm already on your ass
Beat the fuck out of anybody witcha, and anybody that grab me
Move back, we attack, like pits locked in basements
Hungry for blood, derangedest, crayziest
type of shit you ever seen in your life
Nigga bled to death, standin up, holdin his life
Applyin pressure to his wounds tryin to stop the blood loss
Found layin in a pool of the shit, his own fault
It's P the Exaulted from NYC, you get extremely
cut the fuck up by scar thieves (*Hissin' Noises*)
Who can't recognize, do I have to prove all the time
Then get up close and personal in front of your eyes
See me dipped and down-low, ready for ac-tion, crept slow
Moved on ya enterprise and crash ya stock
Put a hold on your assets and dug up your pock'
We National Geographic niggas is known for flippin
This animal wildlife, surround me I live in
And float through the jungle at night on expedition
I got a jones for that live shit
Survivors of block wars and crime niggaz know what I talk
In a black Tahoe, throwin' a foat-load and blow the scene dancin
Doing bout a hundred all the way to Queens...
[Hook 2X: Xzibit + (Prodigy)]
[X] Eyes May Shine, teeth may grit, AND ALL OF THAT SHIT
[X] And you still won't step so what's next (What's next?)
[X] All of a sudden, you ain't sayin nuttin
[P] You better off fuckin yourself, you need to stop frontin
[Xzibit]
Mr.X-to the-Z
yea, wit the +Infamous Mobb+
+Infamous+ Crew
From alive to direct, to you and yours
In the 9-6, 9-7
Concrete
with Shabaam Sahdeeq
[Shabaam Sahdeeq]
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah...
As the world turn, cash to earn, falonious burn
We Takin Ova, its our turn, where the moss burnin?
Clear the path, we get more ass than saddle seats
Steal this wall like the Alamo, standoff cowboy style
I draw first, y'all sweet like Starburst
Bit more than you can chew, handle it, street's scandalous
Dynasty met, no need to pretend, mix liquor, top shelf nigga
with the marvelous blend
Oh you think you the chief now? You know how we get down
You claim to spit rounds but are you hittin shit clown?
Your aim is all off, I make your crew hit ground
Jump in your six nigga, its time to skirt off now
You in the wrong part of town trying to lay law down
Play hard now? My niggaz gonna shut it all down
You cheap like First Down got beef like ground round
We move the crowd like a pound of the sweetest indo in town
Sahdeeq and X to the Z, y'all Dead in the Sea
We make ya face crack, like them Reebok runnin cats
Niggaz be like yo run it back, bitches be like yo that's phat!
Put it down with my fam from across the map
Chorus: Shabaam Sahdeeq *2X*
Rhyme for rhyme believe me we raw with it
Cash gotta get it, bag a girl when we spit it
Our team win it, drop gems for peops listenin
Put your ears to the concrete, feel the buzz on the street
[Xzibit]
Yo, yo, this is dedicated to the niggaz that be hatin me
But never can face me, because they scared for their own safety
Replace me? Mr. X to the Z
It's B.Y.O.B. cause all the pussy is free (pussy's free)
And everything else is me and my niggaz spreadin the wealth
Cross me I'll introduce you to the devil himself
See I'm the motherfuckin man layin over Japan
Computer hack through your laptop
then leave your whole SoundScanned (what the fuck?!?)
And watch you panick like the bitch you are
I'm the mechanic with a pipe bomb that fits your car
Ka-boom, now I assume your homies wanna retalliate
Set em straight with a thirty-eight, the wrong cat to violate
So watch Xzibit and Shabaam start to dilate
Anihilate competition, some niggaz got hard heads
And just don't listen, they the ones you find missin
Better get on the right team and play your position
See I'm lost, scandalous, finest
Blew your back out because your spineless
I'm never makin music for the mindless
Cause I'm hard to the core, and I'll never go soft
Just consider us the hitmen thats knockin you off
Chorus *1X*
[Xzibit]
Yeah, yeah, See I'm ready to raise a ruckus
Try to elevate you motherfuckers to the places where the law can't touch us
Walk off on your own or with the aid of crutches
Anyway you want it to happen I'm ready for action
You get shot up under my soles, call it Fatal Attraction
Beat you niggaz till you get it right, like Joe Jackson
Listen, we here to give the hardcore what they lookin for
At the same time pimp the game like a fucking whore
[Shabaam Sahdeeq]
In this game here, we got swift handles
Dismantle your chalkboard strategy, check the replay
Here you gets no shine we dimmin your light
Make your heart pump *echoes* when my squad's in sight
Shorty got assets and a man that ask bets
Lost it all fuckin round with the dice, you ain't nice
You a sacrifice, guinea pig, you dig?
Roast you, get a jokey smurf through the postal
Chorus *2X*
Xzibit Lyrics Index
I'm in my 7 deuce callis with the slap in the back
With the slap in the back, with the slap in the back
I got that black top Impala with the frames blue back
With the frames blue back, with the frames blue
I got that black top Impala with the frames blue back
Could you loan me a dollar, bitch I can't do that
Got a flight in an hour, got my bags all packed
Bring it in for the huddle of hundred and fifty racks, pow!
Want me to take it to the club and throw it on the ground
Instead I take it buy bindess make it double now
I'm back in biness, you pussy niggas in trouble now
What you gonna take the city, clearly you are from out of town
I'm in my scraper, catching paper on the turf
Stacking yaper like a laker, hit exactly where it hurts
Better put that shit in reverse, you might cross over the ledge
The king of the castle, swinging, screaming off with they heads
Round up in regal, your rathets mad cause they giving us action
Fuck em you keep em we mack em
Don't need them nigga, what's happening?
what is it, let's get it cracking
Millions and millions reacting
Focus no longer distracted
Put it down let's see you mash it
[Hook]
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
Stacking money to the ceiling getting paid all day, all day, all day
All day, all day, all day
If you ain't tryina get it, better get up out the way
Then you walk in the sleep and drag
Now the people's on fire, let the motherfucker burn
The... came in here when it was my turn
Everyone up in here spazzy, loud and hippy
Perking hella pissy, everybody tipsy, feeling heck trippy
My wrist real brisky, icey, bitch main niggas don't like me
Cause they wife on me to pipe shit
But only since 1990
Body, booming, I'll be, tycooning
Me and a few of my goonsing
Alcohol consuming
Wanna raise in the grip, well fin to sneak upon you
Try to hit you for a hit
Better pack an extra clip, cause niggas ain't playing
They really with the shit
All in, like rallying, I should... pimp styling
All I hear is money calling
Thous on thous on thous on thousands
Blacklands... real talk player, no...
All about my allowance,... sheesh
Capisci, I'm heavy all in these streets
You have see, front seats
No family man we fit
[Hook]
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
Stacking money to the ceiling getting paid all day, all day, all day
All day, all day, all day
If you ain't tryina get it, better get up out the way
Let's get whatever you drinking and drink it by the case
Then let me pound on your pussy and knock it out of place
I wanna hook and book you, have you some time to face
While we vacating the destination for motivation, hey
Separate hunneds from fifties, fold it up, bring it all with me
Call it an audible hit me, I'm open, never forget me
Down shift, punching, approaching the hunned and sixty
I'm crawling like... bouncing up round the city
Pity you feeling shitty, it's 25 to life for this pushing this spiker
Get anybody hit by a sniper
Live the rest of your life in a diaper
Chill the fuck out, or you can walk, keep walking
Or niggas will carry you out
This is the end of the drought
Homies is bouncing around me, too many zeros to count
I let these women surround me, jump out they clothes to come out
But then they never can found me, holding the holy amounts
Already showed you to rock,
[Hook]
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga
Stacking money to the ceiling getting paid all day, all day, all day
All day, all day, all day
Yeah.. welcome.. yeah.. huh.. there's plenty of room for everybody man..
yeah.. bangin.. come on.. yeah.. look..
Huh, Stay in my lane like a hustla
Never hate a motherfucker,tolerate a motherfucker
To a certain extent
When it's on, it's over
Don't get no chance to get popping
Forgotten about you before your body cold in a coffin
Just another failed attempt, you fall through the cracks
Sure as God made man, the first man was Black
The Black man made pyramids and gangsta rap
That's all I know, cuz poppa didn't raise no rats
Face the facts not the fiction
I Build my empire from a pocket full of stones
And a fifth of ambition
Niggas wanna ball but they never wanna listen
so instead of coming up, they just, come up missin
My mission is to hit with precision, shake whole continents
Crush niggas' confidence, expose my dominance
Without no conflict, you'll never have progress
I'm sending this one out to all the neighborhoods and projects, I'm a
One shot gambler (Yeah) Two shot gambler (Come on)
Three-time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street (Whuttup) Got me puffin on dro'
I'm guilty (What) Tryna make a living (Work it)
Thirty-eight albums and still no dollars (Come on)
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo'? (Yeah)
These madd street (Uh) Got me puffin on dro' (Uh)
I'm guilty .. For tryna make a living
Bitch I ain't tryna holler at you (nah)
I'm just wanna drink, smoke, fuck and toss a couple dollars at you
I'm fightin dirty, I'll take thirty of you motherfuckers
I'm throwing cheapshots, low-blows and suckerpunches
I'm not for the games, I'm not in the mood
Not to be confused with dudes that fumble and lose
Xzibit move when I hear oppurtunity knockin
But I'ma shoot straight through the door if you comin with problems
It's too crowded at the bottom, too lonely at the top
Ain't no inbetween, trust me, like it or not
We gon' be here forever like cops and roaches
Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, nigga
I'ma have to hit the block, then around to my hoes
I got a haze, two trays, and a change of clothes, cuz
Pimpin' ain't easy y'all,it's too sleazy
Too greasy, and I can't take it easy!
Everytime I try to get out
I get dragged right the fuck back in, it's like I'm never gon' win
Nigga got the whole world on his back
Overeact, matter fact we act like when animals attack
I know, pussy sells faster than crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who fuckin with that?
Welcome to the X games, enjoy my pain
Inhale my smoke, it's hard not to cough or choke
Motorola nigga up the old fashion way
This ain't rap, this is shit that I was born to say
Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant niggas
And half-ass rappers that think they can get it
We the Golden State, we keep the whole thing bouncing
Y'all move units, we move mountains
Y'all rap for bullshit, tryna be on T.V.
She was a brown skin ebony honey that love hip-hop
Cut off tank-top, she make your whole face drop
Hotbox, like it or not, she don't care what I got
She got her own knot dealin' in stocks
And in the backwoods she plans to dust me off
Suck me off, and then say I must be off
Tryin' to smoke with X, the Cali kush was makin' her cough
She must hate wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off
At the Palms Hotel on a friday night
Attack each other like animals 'til the sky turn bright
Make it a - night to remember, she went tellin' her sista
Then her sista turned around and told the shit to Melissa
Then Melissa got my number, started sendin' me pictures
in all type of different positions, man this bitch on a mission
Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his business
I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous bitches
I remember when Xzibit used to push in a Caddy
I met this chick from the Valley, she said she wanted me badly
Now this is common in Cali because the homies is savy
Bitches be givin' money to niggaz and callin 'em Daddy
She in a brand-new Lexus, just moved from Texas
She came to California to model and be that next bitch
Takin' naked pictures tryin' to gain more acceptance
Maybe get some jobs, try to politic some connections
I said appreciate for X to the Z
My homie picked through my trash instead of talkin' to me
He fell in love with her ass, and while she casin' his place
Tryin' to tell another nigga what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred stacks and them bricks to match
Forever watchin' his back, therefore he never relax
And when her nigga attack, he got a slug in his britches
He ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous bitches
I met this girl from the 'Natti, I got along with her daddy
I made it up in my mind this is the girl I'ma marry
Now when you wanna get married the preparation is scary
You want your weight to get carried, you want your skeletons buried
She moved out to California next to me in a hurry
Her reputation was dirty, but yo that didn't disturb me
I want to stop the insanity, try to have me a family
Started checkin' my phone and brought her back to reality
Left her ring on the dresser, adios motherfucker
I'm travelin' home from the road, I hear she fuckin' with Usher
Now Usher don't even know me but I got love for the homie
Even though everybody around me be thinkin' he corny
She denied everything, said the rumors was phony
On the phone cryin', she love me, said she wanted to hold me
("Yo he ain't shit to me Alvin, I was just into his album
That was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm better without him")
So I'm off to Miami, got invited to party
by Mr. Raymond himself, yo I ain't hatin' nobody
Now when we walk in the party, yep, guess who I see
Lyin' bitch said she was callin' from N.Y.C.
He started wipin' the sweat off of her face and her chest
And then she gave him a peck, and then she looked to the left
And when she seen it was X, she started cryin' and trippin'
And dude was lookin' confused, the scene it couldn't be written
Now he just pluckin' his chickens, I ain't gon' sock him or diss him
I'm from the West Coast, where niggaz don't be fightin' for bitches
A little over-dramatic, in Rome I called him a faggot
in front of millions of people, funny but shouldn't have done that
I was makin' a joke, I didn't mean to offend
Like when I introduced Destiny's Child as Boyz II Men
Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his business
I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous bitches
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
(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
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
It ain't my fault.. we keep droppin hits
And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin yo' bitch
It ain't shit changed.. we gon' bang like this
And I'm drinkin this fifth, we still don't take no shit
I got a "Sixth Sense," that tells me you ain't worth six cents
I'm sick with my sixth sense
Whattup Doc? I'm gettin down to business
Crooked ass the cops to the Rampart district
Loose yourself in the music, move it or lose it
Abuse it, let's booze it, please don't confuse it with the
next man, it's the X Man rollin
Stand firm, solid as the ground I'm holdin
Make mine +Golden+, permanent +State+ issue
Stacked with the wealth that you can't take witchu
Long range missile, if we got issues
I'ma squeeze this shit and nobody gon' miss you
I'ma keep swingin 'til the medics come get you
We busy, stay off my line, you can't get through
Peep the design from the mastermind
[Xzibit]
First night I spent in california I was homeless in Venice beach
It was all a dream
Came to California at seventeen
Little n-gga tryna bubble up from the crack scene
It got so complicated than I graduated
Haters so mad I made it
How could I fly so high only to feel so low
How do they live so fast only to grow so slow
Like when you short no support for your kids
But got money for marijauna just to smoke with your friends
Or that woman who survives and beats cancer
Only to be drowned in debt with no answers
The frequency of tragedy it happens so rapidly
That we became numb, we embraced this insanity
(?) and smoke his whole family
Reality TV thats not based in reality
Stuck watching train wrecks everybody going for self
Self worth is important but for money and wealth
This mentality of me, f-ck everything else
Its a virus, a disease I’m a victim myself
But I swear before I leave I’ma fix it I swear
I’ma fix it I swear
Yo you better beware
Rich boys kill his own wife knocks his teeth out
Cuts his finger off than escape with a suicide
The king of pop died, Michael Vick was fighting dogs
But he walked and did his time let him throw the f-cking ball
As the markers keep crashing and people get desperate
Putting faith in the false feeling so disrespected
Turn to this record the highest form of understanding
Understand me, fight a flight for your family (come)
Walk with a soldier (come)
Talk with a soldier
Centerblocks stop shooting straight from the shoulder
As we all get older and hope falls over
And damn you was 6 years sober
And just like now you back were you started square one
And you can’t bring it back when that bullet leave the gun
As the planet get smaller, prepare for the North American Union
A (?) to replace your dollars
Narcisistic society love paparazzi
Get the starbucks for your overpriced latte
Ignoring all the signs, nevermind is your mindstate
Until the end of time, sh-t is closer than you think man.
[Trick Trick]
I’ve done been in situations where the only thing that I can do is read the Bible
(?) where a piece of metal the only way of survival
Made up my mind that I don’t ever want to return
Chance was given again now I’m back out in the World
Made a promise to God but living in sin
I can never lie to God but it’s so hard to live right
I’m carrying 7 point 62′s to fist fights
Aint nobody playing fair they cheat no cheat
(?) finna be the topic for the preachers Eulogy speech
The word say “turn the other cheek” thats what they teach us
But Peter sliced the ear off a n-gga rollin’ on Jesus
I don’t wanna pause I’m doing what I’m supposed to do
I’m a real n-gga one from a million chosen few
Everlasting pain has got my brain like its trapped inside a maze
Have you been unfaithful to the game (damn shame)
18 years you never beleived him thats yo son
Go and see him muthaf-cker
You f-cked his mother
The God Damn common courtesy never applied to you
Cause you thought she lied to you
You couldnt see your own mother in his face
If you die he’ll be in a better place
Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho'
Please stop runnin yo' mouth let's go
Actin like you've never seen a dick befo'
All these bitches in here
Will the real X to the Z please stand up?
With my niggaz and my guns, not givin a fuck
Stickin 'em up at point blank range
They say the more things change, they stayin the same
I can't complain
Type of shit that make you wish you was dead
Make you bite the curb, a stomp down on the back of your head
Blow it out like a afro pick
Attract bitches like flies to shit
Pop pills and ride the dick
Niggaz can't swing this quick, I'm Dark McGwire
Bangin shit over the fence with Rottweiler
Listen, niggaz do anything for a dollar, even
killin they own, let it be known, it's like
It ain't safe where I'm from
Niggaz start beef never knowin the outcome
Rather be caught with it than caught without one
Leave it alone because the life that you save might be your own
I'm pullin pistols if you don't break bread
Mr. Wrong Side of the Bed, only get excited for head
Now print this in your industry books
If it wasn't for crooks you niggaz'd still sport the Jordache look
Hit the switch, front to back, side to side
Natural born killers never let shit slide
Never rely on the next man to swing for you
A rock and a hard place, duck between the two
And y'all bitches just somethin to do, don't get it twisted
You're easy like Sunday mornin and shopliftin
It go simple as that, I'm never givin half to a rat
I'd rather bam to your face with a bat
You get tied down to the tracks
Used to make a living cookin coke to crack, now I can't turn back
This is holocaust rap nigga, overreact
and I'ma bring to yo' chest like an asthma attack, ya heard?
Oh no, X get drunk and fuck fo' sho'
Please stop runnin yo' mouth let's go
Actin like you've never seen a dick befo'
Yo, turn it up a little so you (Focus)
Homeboy I ain't never gon let em take me under
I maintain with a mindframe to bring the rain and the thunder
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
and focus(focus) on the days and times(focus) that approach us
Bad seeds is planted to grow large and toke us
Whatever is left will be eaten alive by the locusts
Hear me not, believe me later
You can feel the animosity through this Irwin Vega
A full clip to make this bullshit stop
I'm in the struggle to bring the underground to the top
Head lock, Las Angeles, home of the scandalous
And beautiful bitches, smell the aroma
Nothin but doja, the Likwit soldier
Quick to fold you in half, sit back and laugh at you
Xzibit standing firm ground like a stone statue
You ever have a .45 slug blown at you?
We unstoppable, so everything is possible
Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's (focus) the only to survive and stay on top
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus(focus) on the days and times that approach us
Be on the lookout
Cause this year some niggas gettin took out
Takin off of the scene
Man versus machine
I live between a rock and a hard place
About face stand straight
This is General X
Dedicated to the critics that hope and pray
That some day I'll go soft
And try to swing with a gimmick and fall off
Runnin with dogs you can't call off
Isolate to eliminate
That's the mind state
Never violate
I make your whole chest dialate
Defeat my appetite to annhilate
I carry the weight from state to state
Spread the product
Tired of friends and relatives gettin shot up
It's time for some action like Redman and B-Real
Cause I can be a dead man if I stand still
Too close for comfort, I'm under the gun
Like a felon going back
I'm ready to crack
Making niggas role the credits and fade to black
fade to black fade to black fade to black
Yeah, everyday of my life
Got clear thinking, and everything stay tight
Drop bomb shit
Only bomb shit
"Nam Myoho Renge Kyo" -
Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate
"Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
Meditate, levitate
Greetings from the Golden State
Mr. X, to the Z
Concentrate, come walk with me
Your shit sound so awkwardly
I don't rhyme I just stomp down beats
Real estate, section eight
Which one would you rather take?
Concentrate, move that weight
Show me how you regulate
Hold up, wait, that shit's fake
Get these niggaz up out my face
Shake the room, bend the spoon
Turn this up now, stay in tune
Hypnotized by the way she move
Take your time you might arrive too soon, hahahaha
Bring that back, what was that?
Oh my lord, she got back
So precise, so intact
Oh my God, who is that?
Look what I freak up, G's up, he's up
He's rough, all in my court never freeze up
They release us streets-less
Increase the rush of Californians speakin up
It won't be absent-minded
Still chasin money that I practice findin
Boy you know that Rick Rock beats is violent
You never been dumb, it don't hurt to try it
I'm the flyest gangsta, and I can do it
Better concentrate on the Hyphy Movement
X to the Z and the Quinn is live
Get some money out a ho so I can +Pimp My Ride+
Better take two, elevate and we're concentratin on booty shakin
and who you takin back for the bang (back for the bang)
I have a drink and pop my thizzle (pop my thizzle)
While you stop and drop and work your wiggle
Breath control, touch yo' soul
Just maintain don't lose control
Participate, congratulate
Cause everything else'll be seen as hate
Remain in place, the same mindstate
Get off yo' ass and celebrate
Congregate, associate
Don't fuck yo'self procrastinate
Dilate, to an all time great
Calculate the next move I make
Crack the safe, keep that ace
in my waistband just in case
I'm no rat can't run yo' race
Not too good don't fit my taste
I love the way she make that shake
Makin it hard to concentrate
Choke me, spank me, pull my hair
Cinnamon, with a taste of honey, it ain't funny
When she walk in the room, I can't help actin a fool
I know what she like, she act right
She act like she ain't gon' survive the night
without my dick all up in her ass, so quick, so fast
I see her twin towers and I'm ready to crash
Walk around naked witcha beautiful ass
Who the fuck taught ya how to move that fast?
It took time to perfect the stroke, by any note
Maybe we really don't need to drink and smoke
And just try a new position, perfect your dick kissin
Bang on your G-spot 'til your (voice is missin)
I don't want to love, you
I just want to fuck, you
You should bring your friends, through
I'll fuck you and them, too
I work hard when I'm breakin your back, my lil' nyphomaniac
Suck it, swallow it, down the hatch
It ain't a game when she givin me brain, she doin her thang
I'm up all night but I never complain
I don't, waste no time with pick-up lines
I just, look in her eyes and read the signs
A lot of dudes wanna pull on her arm
Cause her ass and titties light up a room like a major city
Just look how she fit in them jeans, it ain't fair
She get off too quick, when I pull on her hair
I'm the only nigga that can take you there
I ain't the only one fuckin and I don't care!
She come through with a couple of friends, a couple bottles of gin
And then, that's where the party begins
And I'm the only nigga that's around for blocks
Baby get on top, and don't you stop!
I know you love the way I'm diggin it out
I know it's hard to talk with all this dick in your mouth
Menage-a-trois, for moi, let's figure this out
I drink your Hennesey fifth, let's work the shit out
She don't gotta cheat cause it's a waste of her time
She'll never find another dick that's bigger than mine
Hands and knees side by side, I hit from behind
Flip it up, givin a fuck, we fuck all night
Bottom line, when I straighten your spine
I'm gon' find spots that ain't been hit and blow your mind
Get in line, bitches stay on the grind, cause I'm on mines
Redecorate your hips and lips and thighs
Ain't surprised you can be so pretty and be so nasty
Ass in the air like a pass to Grassi
It's a, thin line between hoes and women
Yeah, it's been a long time
Welcome back, yeah
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Got niggaz jumpin out the buildin like 9/11, c'mon
Only God could save us
I done burned down the town and killed my neighbor
Do I, come to you for my early demise? (yeah)
A minute to pray, it only take a second to die
Niggaz ain't prepared, too scared to do it
Dippin cigerettes in embalmin fluid
Hoods, special effects bring the drama to it
But sue me if you wanna see the trauma youth
I'm a walkin time bomb, don't tick me off
Crucified to die, nailed to the cross
Natural transition, foot soldier to boss
The A.K. ricochet put blood in your cough
And you know the whole fucked up part of it all?
Take a muh'fucker's life somebody comin for yours
It's the get-back gangstas don't believe in karma
Only the strength of the dollar and the body armor
You the bitch ass nigga or a man of honor
My hands wrap around your throat like a anaconda
Then squeeze 'til your eyes pop out of your face
Then relocate to a brand new space (yo)
Only God could save us (yeah)
I done burned down the town and killed my neighbor (yeah)
Do I, come to you with blood on my hands (yeah)
or run away from the place that I stand? WHO THE FUCK I AM, YEAH!
Only God could save us
I done burned down the town and killed my neighbor
Do I, come to you for my early demise?
A minute to pray, it only take a second to die
I used to snatch people out of cars with a shotgun
Now I give cars to people who ain't got one
Still got the shotgun, whole different lifestyle
Kill you with a crowbar, wrapped in a white towel
Gotta play it smart now, the streets is watchin
The streets dictate the beats so my beats be knockin
Fuck a Strong Arm, I'll drop your coffin
Yeah yeah, muh'fucker I hear you talkin
Niggaz so often take kindness for weakness
Heat-seekin G with the elite on some cheap shit
This my square boy, you can't take me out of it
You want war nigga you better bring a lot of it
I ain't a problem with puttin my problems to rest
You so pussy, boy you need a gynocologist
The hand, the bullet, the firin pin
Please God forgive me for I have sinned, Amen
Huh, hit a nigga, kill a nigga will come back
Murder rap never attached, got too many snaps
It's more than raps, it's actual facts
Welcome back to the West, left side of your map
Been attacked from all sides, it's time for the payback
Lay back, wait for the right time to spray that
Spray that motherfucker, down to the last clip
Last clip you save for the cop on some waive shit
Blaze haze for days; shocked, stunned, amazed
Bitch best behave or take the fade
Blaze Shade-45 in the all-black Bentley
If I gotta go, y'all niggaz comin with me
Simply put, Mobb Deep said y'all were (Shook)
And when I come through, you just look
We don't change the game, we close the book
[Davina]
Tres, un, tres
Tres, un, tres
Tres, un, tres
Tres, un, tres
(repeat through rap)
[Xzibit]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Feel so good, yeah, ha
Feels so good
Like this, yeah, feel so good
Hey ya live, bring it
See I been waiting all my whole life
For something like this
Who woulda thought the end of all time
Would start wit a kiss
I'm not the type to show emotion
At the drop of a dime
But at the bottom of the line
The decision is mine
To approach and get close
Takin' a chance in a way
But Xzibit give a damn what the next man say
Because you only die once
I'm tryin' to live to the limits
And it just now hit me that
I wanna take you wit me
For the long haul, I'll be there
Whenever you call
And get together, we stand
And everything goes according to plan
We'll be tight from tonight
'Till the daylight
If lovin' you is wrong
Then I don't wanna be right
So good
[Davina]
Never have I been so mystified
By anyone's love before (hey, yeah)
I feel so natural
I keep coming back for more
And each time we touch you open up a new door
Baby, you're such a midnight tease
It's gonna take everything to keep you from me (hey, yeah)
And the joy that your lovin' brings
Can separate the mountains from the sea
1 - I don't wanna be wrong
But it feels right
If loving you is so wrong
I don't want to go on
2 - I don't wanna be wrong
But it feels right
It feels good
So good, so good, so good
Spent so many nights believing I was wrong
For you being in my life
I can't ignore it when
Some say that it ain't right (It ain't right)
But I decided you're the best thing that happened
In my life
I haven't had everything (oh no)
But you come close to everything that love means (hey yeah)
In heaven's eyes love is embraced between you and I
Now that we have each other
I don't have to dream
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
I don't wanna be wrong
But it feels right
If loving you is so strong
It can't be wrong
Repeat 2
[Xzibit]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
I walk the earth like Kane from Kung Fu
To kick it wit you
And all your people like to criticize
The things that we do
But I don't sweat it, what we got baby
Is good like credit
And be careful what you wish for
You just might get it, forget it
I'm not about to let this good thing go
I try to keep it on the low
Put on a show like a Giggalo, so
It's dedicated to the one that I got
And other folks that start the talking
Would be walkin' the spot
But they don't understand we in a place
They can't even see
Besides, I'm not livin' for them
I'm livin' for me
And it don't take no brain surgeon wit a master's degree
To try to figure out
What real love is really about
Just let me live to the fullest
And keep my name at your mouth
And I won't bring you no drama
Without no reasonable doubt
So therefore, I'm not the one to try to knock like wood
You be my baby forever
Because it feels so good
Like this and a, and that
With Davina, like
[Davina]
Tres, un, tres
Tres, un, tres
Repeat 2
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Yeahhh!
[Intro: Jelly Roll + (Xzibit)]
See I was dippin through the city with a big ol' - PISTOL
Checkin out these niggaz in the Raaaange - RENTAL
I was smokin drinkin end up kind of tipsy (YEAH!)
Lookin through my rearview they followin me (huh)
I wonder why the fuck are they followin me (huh)
I seen them niggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm)
You'll never catch me slippin just me and my - PIECE
You must be smokin if you think I'ma call the - POLICE
[Xzibit]
I'm a beast, still got a crease
Still got my Converse stompin down the concrete
YEAHHHHHHHHHH - black and blue Bugati
This is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny me
My garage a mirage a collage of chrome
I look alive with the nine when I leave my home
Been on tour in Japan, been relaxed in Rome
This is grown man business, recognize the tone
If I don't recognize the number won't, answer my phone
Rockin every area code still stay in my zone
I don't play no fuckin games now bitch I'm grown
Now crack your fuckin neck to the shit I'm on
Yeah!
[Chorus: Jelly Roll]
I be dippin through my city in a ragtop rollin
Bounce, rock, ragtop rollin
Bend the corner, AHHHHH, ragtop rollin
All up in your bitch face, ragtop rollin
[Xzibit]
Yeah, YEAH
My release, bang through the streets
We hang like orangutans, mangle the beat
Niggaz hatin, gravitatin to the lies that they tell
My reality takin over where that fiction fail
What the hell, might as well show the cards I'm holdin
Sweet taste, aromatic, backwood ROLLIN
Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the strut kit
My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck bitch?
Boomerang my change (YEAH) I rearrange some thangs
My slang click-bang and expose they brains
Then I pray, 'Our Father who art in Heaven'
Got people jumpin out the buildin like 9/11
Malcolm X to the Z landin on them like Plymouth Rock (yeah!)
You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin mouth
Now e'rybody know the business, you want it come get it (c'mon)
But if you ROLLIN throw it up, let me know that you with it
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Jelly Roll]
Caaaaadillaaaaacs, Cooooupe Devilllllles
Oh shit I'm on wheels, rollin for reeeeeal
[Xzibit]
YEAH, I repeat, my name over beats
I binge on the finer things, you cringe in defeat
Escalation, elevation to another plateau
Sometimes ya take a few steps back to mentally grow
Here we go, what you know, campaign in motion
Straight West coast and West worldwide ROLLIN
Got that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a stash box
In case I ever find myself alone in a tight spot
Strip down my frame, repave my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Citizen Kane
Don't complain when the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like shit when you sayin my name
It's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin the belt
Cause I'm a one man army, I don't need no help
This is a – PISTOL, I use to protect myself
Careful these hammerhead hollow points is bad for your health
My nia
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[Intro – echoes at the end]
[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 ass slow
It's relative, and all positively negative
It's like, cuz flashin his gat, thinkin he cute
while I'm paranoid, cookin that loot, urgin to shoot
+Assassinate+ the +Soul+ and bring life
A fascinatin flow by King Trife, listen
I'm in a fucked up position, my baby momma keep bitchin
Niggaz is dry snitchin, and switchin
Not to mention, my cousin cookin crack in my kitchen
So why the fuck you think my braincells keep flippin?
Plus most niggaz round these parts got weak hearts
Call theyselves thugs when they let the heat spark
You mark, cross me and pay that tax
Punch you in the mouth and take that gat, motherfucker!
[Chorus 2X]
I wanna speak to you motherfuckers for a minute
Yeah, what's happenin? Yeah thanks for the lighter
Anybody smoke here? Yeah, aight
That's uh that's more for me you punk motherfuckers
Look, check it, look
[Xzibit]
Everybody here 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 fuckin these hoes and weight benches
Yeah, Hell's Kitchen, raw tension
Never cryin and bitchin or settlin for less, heh
Metal in your chest, take a final breath
Revolutionary, it's X-Man the mercenary, heh
Carry a .44 Desert Eagle
Feeding the people, even if it ain't legal
Lowridin in the Regal or the Cadillac
Money stacked probably give your ass a heart attack
Purchased your last CD, I want my money back
You see the battle I'ma see you in the street
Survival of the first to draw the heaters and the cannons
I'm guaranteed to be the last man standing
[Chorus: repeat 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
Thinkin bout your casualties
Learn from mistakes, protect your family
cause it's the year two thousand
[Xzibit]
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 paper-mache
Started with Dre, graduate to radio play
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
That's the only time I really find peace
Havin violent stand-offs with the police
North Hollywood beef, grindin my teeth
Have you stuck and stunned in disbelief
New breed I'm the bad seed
Smokin weed 'til my motherfuckin eyes bleed
Dedicated to the niggaz that despise us
So ain't nobody 'sposed to be here besides us
Catch a flatline
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
Broadcastin live from Planet Los Angeles, right?
Huh, it's X to the Z Xzibit
What? New millenium
I was one that never begged for nothin
Me and my homies build penitentiary huffin
Runnin your mouth like a bitch cause you all on my dick
What is he Dogg Pound now? Is he still with Tha Liks?
Is he rich? Is Xzibit a Crip?
This is business stay the fuck out of my family shit, heh
A grown man, the back of my hand is what you receive
The X-Files make you believe
You check the Soundscan and do the math
Me and my staff run a worldwide warpath
A bloodbath make Xzibit have a good laugh
It's goin down, hit the ground like a plane crash
You lil' fags ain't prepared for the X-Man, scared and desperate
Young and restless, there is no guest list
Move to the back of the line, yo it's my time
Prime time only where the beats and the rhyme shine
[Chorus]
Xzibit Lyrics Index
"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
[ras kass]
(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 "p" like uhhhhhhh!!!
Skillz ? cotted? enabled
Herb you just and ingrown hair in the world of tweezers
We can dance before I crack mc’s like gator in jungle fever
Got them speakin in number like soundscan
Severed the ears off your soundman, black israelite
Like four-hundred and forty-four thousand
Niggas talk like dog, we’ll walk like cat
I’m ozzy osbourne bitin the head off of rats
When they started bustin, fuck the russian
We playin west indian roulette, ? some of mine? blind get wet
>from new jack to vet I can modem
Comes off like three adam’s apples in the inner scrotum
My rhyme ? , clearin my sinus, bitch slime on your iceberg
And let the virus cross appliance
Chorus
[xzibit]
Give birth to earth to planet, we harder than granite
And concrete, man made could never compete, complete down to the core
Weighing in tons, hotter than lava, god, javi, jahovah, allah heavenly father
Nuns to bank robbers, wealth beyond the dollar
Here to school the scholar, make new born babies
No live for no bitch or lady, they try to play me
We flowin like the mississsippi to the river euphrates
One-hundred and eighty times two, one complete rotation
Fit any situation for a small donation, live on location
Third planet from the sun
Travel 24 hours you spend a lifetime to run
Witness the slave shot he bolted to a gat and a gun
>from hitler, musolini, to attila the hun
Imagine existence wit no fear, tears never shed here
One day for me could last a thousand years
The first element baby, one two....
Chorus
[Xzibit]
X to the Z, huh, c'mon
I ain't the type that catches the most of your feelings
Plus your sexual healing is very appealing, I'm ready and willing
Time to expose the handcuffs and lock you up
You will find every desire when the X man touch
She said she like them rough and I was right up her alley
Drop the top, hit the switch, bounce the trial
Got it together, kind of women I keep 'em forever
Here's a trip, how your skin tone is matching my leather
Yeah, your friends player hate and said you can do better
You in love with a thug, saying you down with whatever
You know what's up with the long braids and Hennesey breath
I love ya to death, relaxing with your head on my chest
It's like
[Donell Jones] (Xzibit)
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(Yeah, say what, say what, say what)
Ooh girl you know what's up
(Yeah, girl you know what's up)
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(It's like, say what, say what, say what, bring it, yeah)
Ooh girl you know what's up
(Girl, you know what's up, c'mon)
[Donell Jones]
Hit the block with the system bumpin'
All the fly ladies start jockin'
Got the rims on the Benzo glossin'
While stopped on the road, we flossin'
That's the way that we flow
Smoked up with the tint down low
Cuz you and your girls wanna go
Pimp-house suite with me and some mo'
So, what's it gon' be? You gon' roll wit' me?
C'mon, take a lil' trip down and blow wit' me
I got a few chips, you could blow wit' me
Oh, and I got a girl, shh, keep that on the low for me
Yo, shorty, if you drive, I let you push the five
We could take a ride, shit, it's nice outside
I figure we could cruise, kick it and hit the spot
Call Donell cuz he got mad pull at the Mariot, yeah
[Donell Jones]
Ooh say what, say what, say what
Ooh girl you know what's up
Ooh say what, say what, say what
Ooh girl you know what's up
I'm checkin' out you and your ladies
Twenty-ones on the drop top Mercedes
You down the block lookin' faded
Niggas be all talk but they just hate playin'
I'm feelin' you cuz you look lovely
Watchin' your body in the back, from the bubbly
Checkin' down your neck real slow
If you don't wanna tell, keep it on the low
[Pharoahe Monch]
It was all too prevalent
The evidence was that she can't fuck you
Miss you like she miss the rain, boo
Black gange, you represent me like the girls with bangoos
Sexually and mangling me from every angle, strangle me, hot shit
Beat you the way dick tangle
Oh, what a web we weave,let me untangle at the strangler
Back off tour, rest assure
Then we can get it on like dogs on all fours
On the floor, say what?
[Donell Jones] (Pharoah Monch) {Cuban Link}
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(Pharoah Monch in the house, you get out)
Ooh girl you know what's up
(Ladies, rub on your titties) {Cuban Link, what}
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(Pharoah Monch in the house, you get out) {Joey Crack, Terror Squad, baby}
Ooh girl you know what's up
(Ladies, rub on your titties)
[Fat Joe]
Yo, who that cat that rap the Bronx crazy?
Fat motherfucker but still the broads chase me
That never taste the pastry (Naw, my man lace me)
But ask yourself what has he really done lately?
See, I'm the type that take ya to new heights
First-class flight to the Trinidad fights
Ya ice be bling-blinging in all the pretty bright lights
Front row, right besides where she see the fight
[Cuban Link]
Yo, you know what's up, I'm from the rugged to so pretty to fuck it
Love it when honeys rub my stomach and play with my little puppet
Ain't no kissing or hugging in public, bitches be buggin'
I got it covered in shows, I give my hoes some Jim jugget
I be clubbin' up in Jimmy's Cafe, just havin' fun
If I ain't rubbin', I'm up in the VIP bookin' something
With a gun in my waist just in case niggas be frontin'
I'm just playin' it safe, these days I trust nuttin'
That's what's up
[Donell Jones]
I got 'em all in head boys rockin'
Second round and it no stoppin'
Got it up with the Cristal poppin'
Up and down with your body hoppin' baby
Girl you know you got me buggin'
Third round, it's about to get ugly
She's puttin' on a show
Talkin' no more, she's doin' a video
She said, "Whoa, say what, say what"
Shush up then touch her from gut to butt
Keep it hush, keep it, ?lick it up from trust?
She loves this thrust, say what, say what
Wanna kiss her, flip her, lick her
With her shit's thicker, steppin' off my slippers
Unzippin' my zippers quicker
Penny-rate or the ripper
Split up, skinny-dippin'
Punanny, nanny, dun-daddah
So what, you thicka nigga
[Donell Jones] (Cuban Link)
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(Uh, baby, dime lo que quiere)
Ooh girl you know what's up
(Yeah, dime que tu necesita)
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(Are you ready to get sweaty?)
Ooh girl you know what's up
(Yeah, cuz the rythm's gon' freak ya)
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(Uh, baby, dime lo que quiere)
Ooh girl you know what's up
(Yeah, dime que tu necesita)
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(Are you ready to get sweaty?)
Ooh girl you know what's up
(Yeah, cuz the rythm's gon' freak ya)
Ooh say what, say what, say what
(Terror Squad, baby)
Ooh girl you know what's up
Ooh say what, say what, say what
[LL Cool J](Snoop)
(Yeah, Big Snoop Dogg, X to the Z)
Yeah
(Uncle L, blast these bitch ass motherfuckers)
Yeah, Yeah
Pour your Dom on the floor, try to flow with me
Duke 'em raw with them whores, hide ya hoes from me (Whooo)
Your momma wanna chase, I'm just statin' the fact
L.A. think about your broad all I want is the stacks
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at *HaHaHaHa*
So you made a little dough, but wutchu doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl ain't feelin me
Why she grillin' me, Black?
Admit I'm the man or else I'll twist ya uterus back
On my lap, in the jet to Miami and back
When I tear through new school, all y'all records is whack
I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers
and U know I deliver
The double N, enough ammo for every nigga
S, that spell Queens stupid ass, run it back
That HBO shit, I must address that
Once and for all, what's my opinion on Jamie Foxx?
He pussy. Pussy ain't funny as Chris Rock, Ha
[Chorus: LL Cool J](Snoop){Xzibit}[Both]
You can't fuck wit me
{Can't fuck with me}
I don't care about your imagery
(Fuck, nigga)
Give a fuck who you claim to be
(Fucker, c'mon)
You still can't fuck wit me
[You can't fuck with me]
You can't fuck wit me
[You can't fuck with me]
I don't care about your imagery
(Fucker){Mother Fucker}
Give a fuck who you claim to be
{Yeah}(Nigga what)
You still can't fuck wit me
[Jayo Felony]
No Go
Who you thought it was? Don't be fuckin' wit my Uncle, 'cuz
One does up dick the pen in my streets go one way
I kill 'em In Living Color, on Any Given Sunday
They all anxious to be waitin' to see how ill is my style
And if it enough to make Kevin Lyle spit this out right now
And get em with Juvenile feed pitbull puppies, bologna in the projects
You wanna die next?
Nah, he wanna live, and he loves his kids
We got this rap game on lock, like a cake rock
Gimme the key, run up in your spot
Like, you on your belly, gimme the key
What is it gonne be, what it is gonne see
When your blutter don't mean
And if he keep tryna wipe it off, like "Nigga, what's this song mean"
L got 'em cornered, bitch, why you speak like that?
Tattoed Def Jam under your wing like that
What? You a rider, not in my house, Mouth
Glad to escape down south to my Miami house
And fifty spring in the couch
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
Let's play a game of big bank take little bank (Yeah)
Big dank take little dank (Yeah)
I average ninety-five in the paint (C'mon)
We comin' down like a shank
I know you wanna ride, but you can't
We all up in your shit like a shank *ugh*
Don't make me stop and pull brakes
Ya two downs are lookin cool, freakin a sound
Yo, I get fucked up and terroize the town
I'm the circus ring master so fuck the clowns
I bust, lyrics and rounds at the Lyricist Lounge
Lost and Found a new identity, from here to infinity (Yeah)
God have mercy on all my enemies
Don't even test, waist your breath or your energy
Knock ya whole family off, like the Kennedy's
I'm pledge sicker than age, with no type of remedy
Makin' niggas retire but reclaim disability
Agility, keppin' y'all outta the state penitentiary
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Look, nigga I, regulate, bake the cake
Shake the fake, while keepin my faith (Uh-huh)
Demonstatin' from the funk shit to the H
I bring the bread to the meat, so put the funk on the plate
You weedin' at my table, did you say your grace? (Huh)
You say the wrong thing and I'ma smack your face (Bee-atch)
Chase these niggas or waste these niggas (Say what)
You did fucked up cuz I'm break these niggas
Spray them, liquidate 'em, fade 'em all
Suckers, I hate 'em, laws I pay them off
Big Dogg, in this motherfuckin' bar
Wit Uncle L, don't tell Baby Dogg, "Yes y'all"
We do this with no flaws
I love my bitch wit no drawers and no bras
No laws, we break 'em from the get-go
Slidin' by, ridin high when we get-go
Love it or leave it, we love livin illegal
Servin' or swervin in a '85 Regal
Look here, bitch, you ain't a motherfuckin' Beagel
I take off on your ass like an eagle
Wherever we go, we stay connected with my peoples
Just incase a motherfucker wanna G Funk
Two of the homies, and one of 'em got a piece on
And they never hesitate to dissolve
"Not havin it"
"My lightning my thunder"
IT DOES NOT END
"Not havin it" "My lightning my thunder"
"Not hav--"
Xzibit (lightning) Defari (come on) "not havin it"
"My lightning my thunder" "not havin it" "my lightning my thunder"
[Defari]
Look what the wind blew in, a Wild West storm
In the form of Thunder and Lightning
Xzibit be the Thunder, Defari be the Lightning
Crack a shark's teeth when he be bitin
These fakers can't stand it to sell they bandit
Wit silver-tipped lyrics I shoot across the holy planet
Your favorite's Janet, I'm bangin hits that's hard like granite
Surprising these critics cuz that's the way I planned it
Your brain I scanned it, and analyzed your weakness
You're not creative, niggas like you we call leeches (say what)
(That brother teaches, yep) don't make no big deal of it
I just knows I don't half-step
The after high noon Moonshine saloon
That's where you find a table reserved for X and Herut
>From Alaska to the Mellanys
Don't give a fuck where you look, they feelin Likwit emcees
Chorus [Tash]
"Not havin it"
Xzibit's da Thunder, Defari's da Lightning (4x)
[Xzibit]
Y'all niggas speakin out of anger and ignorance
But Xzibit got the diligence
Defari sparkin joints in the ligiments
Kill-afornia b-boys who search and destroy missions
Bring the heat to raise the temperature in Hell's Kitchen
Don't get too relaxed and find yourself missin, listen
Shot caller from a whole new position, relieve the tension
Break bread wit my brothers
All the bitches we fuck be hangin out wit one another
And associate my good times wit Hennesy straight
Can you relate, or is your heart filled wit hate?
We makin history, get your cameras and roll the tape
Document the moves y'all niggas refuse to make
How many fools do it take for me to shut down
To realize Likwit niggas ain't fuckin around
Feel the shakin underground sound will never provoke
We automatically swing hard and aim for the throat, mothafuckers
Chorus 4x
[Defari]
The Ice Age couldn't stop me from writin a page
Of lyrical rage to be taken out on stage
Then my frustrations slice emcess wit vocal blades
No dough, no show, no doubt gots to get paid
You listen to the horses *horse sounds*
It make these wack emcees wanna quit and go take college courses
And get a higher sense of learning
Clappin off ?vermin?, bust his spine and be the iodine that's burnin
[Xzibit]
Put your gun down boy, you get beat like your father did
Debo style, snap your limbs like a crocodile
Nasty, wicked, and wild and ready for the confrontation
You tryin to deliver but runnin into complications
Of course, the work horse, the main source
Either come in quietly or be taken by force
40 Dayz & 40 Nightz brought the Thunder & Lightning
Let's both burn sudden and have a Clash of the Titans
Chorus 4x
Xzibit intro:
Yes yes. ahh ahh. bring it live
Yo it’s the x to the z from the likwit squad
Hook:
"one mc" "after" (x3)
"on the mic"- souls of mischief
[xzibit]
All that get money take money sound funny
So I stick to my own I can feel it in my bones
These clones and clowns ain’t really down
Play the background westbound
Huntin’ down pussy like a bloodhound
Plus I feel that no style is darker than mine
You can stick that into places where the sun don’t shine
All you one hit wonders only in it for the spotlight
Spend half a million dollars still don’t sound tight
Bring truth to the light
I write rhymes for the under
Blunt smokin’ bottle crackin’ all day slumber
Who wouldn’t give a fuck if the world fell down
As long as I can twist a fat one and pass it around
Mr. x to the z from the likwit crew
La to elviaire with my man eq
Coming live and direct with your neck like this
Come home and smoke a spliff in the benz with swift
I stay fucked up
Hook
[del]
Lyrically ingenious my flows are intravenous
Kids are squeamish
When they attempt to refless
I’m the apex
Shows get rocked half the words ?
Hold your glock your whole goal is props
You’ll never get ’em
My rhythm just fluctuates
You can’t o.d. no matter how much you take
I rush your plates
Crack your lenses clean like benzene
Cool like menthol
My shits the end all
Majorly gain your speed slow your role
You lie and like pinochio your nose will grow
Let’s go
Underground compress co
Bust these jewels these diamonds out
But still some of these niggas don’t know what we rhymin’ bout
Mine in doubt
Traversing’ the earth like zombies
And rocks your dirty laundry
Presented to the world as comedy
Del rips it honestly that’s why the girls are found of me
And don’t be squandering your little flow
You ain’t got many
You’re fly spinning
We constitution
You seek contribution from del for usage
Over these acoustics
I take time out for use of
Harkus representing proof in you walkman
Lockin’ competition out of studios
Everyday I live is like a musical
Create my own score
More funkier than shaft on my musical path
Hook
[casual]
They like "ooh. don’t say that."
When it’s lay doe a dat competition where they at?
I diss ’em
Steady at the rhythm
Like a pilot I keep you silent
Through the turbulence words will get violent
Mega doses exposes is flagellant composes
All you get is roses on your grave you misbehave
It’s the brave courageous lyrically contagious
Spiritually engage with the psychedelic waves of
An egyptian
We rips then
Cover the mic like the sun we eclipsin’
Cause no light shine through a flow like mine
Casual might ignite the mic for pastime
With one style older than the sundial
My elaborate connection of words is fun how
I display, dismay this way gettin’ bissy
Crackers show off the top while I’m hittin’ a j
My immaculate style attackin’ with nouns and verbs
For the wack it gets foul
Got a full metal jacket off rhymes to press
To manifest under pressure
Past style a lyrical treasure
Never the less I get fresher
It’s involital my biological make up composes of flesh and blows
Will dispose of all
When they appear in my crystal ball
I know you wish I fall
"yes y’all"
Hook
(xzibit): yea. that’s what I’m talking about
(ras k.): yea
(xzibit): the homie john john up in this motherfucker
(ras k.): yea
(xzibit): mr. x to the z with a public service announcement
For all you faggot ass rappers
(ras k.): what’s that?
(xzibit): they think just because a nigga’s rapping
With a label behind him, it’s all great
(ras k.): yep
(xzibit): it’s modern day pimps and hoes going on
Ask epmd, rap is still out of control
Cause hip-hop plus glocks = scott la rock, tupac and biggie smalls
I figure y’all niggaz brawl for lack of protocol
Now I’m gonna take matters into my own hands, like masturbation
Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle with satan
Rassassination: taking heads like decapitation (ching!)
Trapped in infatuation (really)? back up off me
Kiss my ass. then wake up n’ smell the coffee
See, when you’re broke and unknown, your baby’s mama clown you
Your family down’s you. don’t want your own kid around you
You ain’t shit. don’t do shit
Ain’t gone never be shit. so it’s quits
Two video’s later, she’s on your dick (bitch)
When your albums selling, she "don’t worry, be happy."
Bragging to her friends: "that’s just my babies daddy!"
And sadly, niggaz start acting like they shit don’t stink
But wait: you getting cut like the wedding cake
The music business is straight mafioso:
Jewish, italiano, and black
My bmi/ascap platinum placque rap track
Bootleg my shit to japan. at swap meets, sell my same shit back
Long sharks break legs. we break beats state to state
And record deals? that shit belong with a fucked up interest rate
(chorus 2x):
(parish smith sample): music please, music please
(color me bad sample): "why you treat me so bad? "
(parish smith sample): music please..music please
(other sample): "i don’t know why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle your business
(verse 2)
It’s sort of like the label is the devil:
R&b;, pop, gospel to heavy metal
They make doe pimping the ghet-to
Label mates: different rats in the same rat race
The production company is the nigga that you learn to hate
Management is your crimy. your lawyer is your liar
And when your famous but po’, you set your accountants office on fire
It’s like this: they loan you $1
For you just to break even, they stack $10
When you finally make one dollar, your profit is andrew jack-son ($20)
You skinny. they got plenty. the benjamins? before you see any
They getting g’s: big cheese.
No vaseline fucking dope m.c.’s, "so freeze"
Call the police chief? it takes a thief
Here’s everything you need to know about the record industry,
Like a chief.
’cause labels is doing $300,000 deals;
Blowing coke smoke up my ass, but we both know crack kills.
Not very many, rappers ever see a penny
But double platinum is two million units. cd’s cost $20.
(too true) so here’s a clue
Somebody just make $40,000,000 and it sho’ wasn’t you
(chorus 2x):
(parish smith sample): music please, music please
(color me bad sample): "why you treat me so bad? "
(parish smith sample): music please..music please.
(other sample): "i don’t know why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle your business.
Want to know the relationship between hip-hop and drugs?
’cause professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and thugs
All sleep in the same bed together
Rich black niggaz only kick it with other black people with cheddar
Same lifestyle: legal or illegal
It be us, swinging a three fuck getting skeed up with peanuts
Which leads up to this: a high turnover ration
Groupies turn tricks and be quick to give fellatio.
Mc’s get the pussy and fame.
Brothers essex floss with a corporate card
And charge it to the rappers name
But the label owners make all the real money
Just ask david geffrey, barry gordy, russel, or puffy (ching, ching!)
Business? you don’t get what you deserve. you negotiate
And everything is renegotiable based on the sales you generate
But hip-hop
Hahhhh! Yeah!
Ladies and gentlemen, yeah! 2001!
Look I'm better than you and I can prove it
Set up your best defense I run through it
Check out the play by play with John Madden
Xzibit and EA Sports we come smashin'
Yeah! Its all in the game
Let me explain, bringing the fame
You can set it off in the rain, set it off in the snow
Forth down and one to go
Run your own franchise boilin' with team echo
I'm here for one thing to smash the other team
Breaking you down, everything you pass is out of bounds and incomplete
???? unlimited athletes making you stumble and fumble
Your offense in deep trouble
Yeah!
-Chorus-
In that field, feel the power! (Yeah, yeah!)
Only thing you hittin' is the ground in the showers (Uhhh)
Playbook full of technique I'm playing for keeps (Yeah)
Mouthpiece, put on your pads and tighten your clets (Ahhhhhhhha!)
In that field, feel the power! (Yeah)
Only thing you hittin' is the ground in the showers (Uhhh)
Playbook full of technique I'm playing for keeps
Mouthpiece, put on your pads and tighten your clets (Yeah)
Check the stats the numbers don't lie
Your quaterback throw lame ducks that don't fly
22 players with a passion to play
Top of Madden football at home always
Brought to you live by EA Sports
Try to rush for the first down but still fell short (Yeah!)
You hear the support from thousands of
The Mad in the Game
(Madden 2001 Theme)
Hahhhh! Yeah!
Ladies and gentlemen, yeah! 2001!
Look I'm better than you and I can prove it
Set up your best defense I run through it
Check out the play by play with John Madden
Xzibit and EA Sports we come smashin'
Yeah! Its all in the game
Let me explain, bringing the fame
You can set it off in the rain, set it off in the snow
Forth down and one to go
Run your own franchise boilin' with team echo
I'm here for one thing to smash the other team
Breaking you down, everything you pass is out of bounds and incomplete
???? unlimited athletes making you stumble and fumble
Your offense in deep trouble
Yeah!
-Chorus-
In that field, feel the power! (Yeah, yeah!)
Only thing you hittin' is the ground in the showers (Uhhh)
Playbook full of technique I'm playing for keeps (Yeah)
Mouthpiece, put on your pads and tighten your clets (Ahhhhhhhha!)
In that field, feel the power! (Yeah)
Only thing you hittin' is the ground in the showers (Uhhh)
Playbook full of technique I'm playing for keeps
Mouthpiece, put on your pads and tighten your clets (Yeah)
Check the stats the numbers don't lie
Your quaterback throw lame ducks that don't fly
22 players with a passion to play
Top of Madden football at home always
Brought to you live by EA Sports
Try to rush for the first down but still fell short (Yeah!)
You hear the support from thousands of fans (*crowd cheering*)
Up in the stands pushin' off Superbowl plans
You will contact EA Sports you realize the facts (Yeah)
You might have kicked it off or caught the ball and ran it back
Welcome to the dog house you getting blown out
After the game you see the Madden bus rollin' out
(*Bus driving by*) Yeah!
-Chorus-
In that field, feel the power! (Yeah!)
Only thing you hittin' is the ground in the showers (cmon)
Playbook full of technique I'm playing for keeps
Mouthpiece, put on your pads and tighten your clets (Ahhhhhhhha!)
In that field, feel the power! (Uhhh)
Only thing you hittin' is the ground in the showers (Yeah)
Playbook full of technique I'm playing for keeps
Mouthpiece, put on your pads and tighten your clets
Yeah!
[G Child] (Xzibit)
That's some good dope
Ain't nuttin' like some good dope
Yeah, umm hmm
That's some good shit, man
Woooo, Spaceketeers
Hey, This is the G-Child
We back big baby
Ooo, ahh (Ahahh, ahahh)
I think I need a fix
I think I need a fix, man, uh
[Warren G]
Warren G, G'd up (Uh)
Fuck that blaze the weed up
Got a problem? Best to ease up
Ain't no fightin', I raise the heat up
Gotcha bitch knees up
And by the end of the night, it's beat up
You say you eat dicks, then bitch, well, eat it up
But bring a few friends that's X-tacy'd up, what
[Snoop Dogg]
Now all I see is we, LBC, 213
G's 'n fleezin', the reason, the season
The click's off the heezy, Mr. Warren G-eezy
Gots to make it easy for Snoop D-eezy
To come back and drop raps and make snaps so easy
The most haunted, and most wanted
With a pocket full of hundreds
You know how we run it
1- [Nate Dogg]
You can catch the bus if you runnin' (If you runnin')
But, oh, no, the game don't wait
No, the game don't wait
All my homies that next to me hustlin' (Hustlin')
慍ause they (The game)
Know the game don't wait
No, the game don't wait (Game don't wait)
[Xzibit]
It ain't nothin' like a one night stand, a night tan
And a big chest got me feelin' like a brand new man
Roll some doe and nigga gimme somethin' to smoke
Say she didn't love the status, she just love the stroke
Restless, beat the pussy 憈il she fallin' asleep
Athletes trippin' off a couple a thousand a week
Just to do the same thang
I didn't even know this bitch's name
She was in my car givin' me brain
[Warren G]
X to the Z pass the M-I-C
Anticipation 213 (Ah)
We contimplate (Ah ha)
And regulate (What)
Now we got the game tight
It's money ta make (Money, money)
The game won't wait but you can wait for the game
Worldwide tour, with skirts screamin' our name
[G-Child] (Nate Dogg)
Ya know I can kinda dig that
Because the game don't wait on anybody
Ya know, I need a fix (Game don't wait)
[Nate Dogg]
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
I got no time for no damn lunch break
I got to go out and buy some brand new clothes
And change my socks 慺ore they reveal my toes
Shit don't stop because the game don't wait
The hookers flock because the dick is straight
Let me teach you what I already know
The shit don't stop, so it's time I go (Game don't wait)
[Snoop Dogg]
Youngsta never bite the hand thats feeds you
Proceed to give back to your folks and loccs that need you
We do, we always keep it on the true
213, that's the name of the crew
It's true, that the dirt i did as a kid got me _Caught Up_
But I was brought up with the M-O if a D-O
So for your info, nigga
I been doin' this before I hit the radizzo
Snoop D-eezy is off the heezey
So you can make mine, extra cheesy
The crew's a twist cuz it consists of
Three riders, Eastsidaz, one love
Repeat 1
-rza intro from "airwaves"-
[king tech]
One two, one two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y’all
Brought to you by the wooorrrlld famous wake up show
[rza]
Bobby steels, staple’ tails, mc’s get your lips stapled
Project killa hill is stamped on the map like the compass
Sacred sword play tongue twist piercin holes in you
You can’t escape seventy-thousand kilowatts blast through yo’ box
Walk wit alarm clocks, cars drivin slow down the block
One stopped, parks, pops his trunk
Snare pops loud as glock shots
Bass like an m-80 in ya face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station identification
Wake up wake up wake up! (tech is on)
[tech n9ne]
When I woke up, I grabbed the mic and never choked up
Busted a verse and all the g’s in cali loc’ed up when I was summoned
Styles were mixed like the drummonds
Killer clown is comin lookin around your town is crumblin
This big tech from the midwest, leavin mc’s litless
On the wake up show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow
Put me off in a cypher? potna, you can’t *fuck* wit the snyper
Your flow’s premature, clean your dirty diaper
Mic heister, psycho alpha-schizo
Hypno, chryo gat flow, guru and ain’t nobody tighter
Sway & tech heard me flow and it’s sealed
Now I got swedish women yellin "tech n9ne svelte!"
[eminem]
This place is my house, I might as well erase my face wit white out
Cuz y’all can’t see me like mase’s eyebrows (where you at? )
Climbed out of a nice house
Through the front window and heard this guy shout
"hey that’s my couch! (bitch!)"
Pull a nine out during a rhyme bout
While I’m rippin this shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds
And murder you hoes worse than a convertible flippin verticle
Nose-first wit the top off landin up-side down
You’re tied down and duct-taped, fuck rape
I’d rather just hump a slut’s leg wit my nuts shaved
And sway & tech, two disk jockeys
Breakin so many friggin needles I wonder if they inject
[xzibit]
Lo and behold, better than platinum and gold
Yes God bless success, never forsake your soul
Xzibit take control, lock loaded and ready to roll
Play the upper hand, a man that’s never gon’ fold
Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that you can take up
Or listen to my niggas tech & sway so you can wake up
The x-man, catch me doin drills in the danger room
Big game huntin from high noon till the full moon
[pharoahe monch]
Wit synonyms, I get an adrenaline rush
From minimum thrusts, bust multiple assaults in small interims
As horrid as boris korloff was
When I cut ya neck, leave a little piece of skin so the head won’t fall off
Hauled-off, sawed off shotgun blast
He asked, why did he have to die like cast metal?
O, huh, c now like omar credle
We pone pedal at a high resolution
On the wake up show wit sway, tech and dj revolution
*dj revolution scratches*
[kool g rap]
I sway the tec wit the tech and sway
Step away, wet and spray, rep the day
Who over debt to pay get swept away
Across the whole board like checker play
When I blaze your whole sect’ arrays
Wake up show for those who slept away
Niggas that met the trey, hit the deck and pray
Dj revolution, spinnin like lead from out the head decay
Tearin your neck away, flood up the street wit blood redecorate
Until the head of jake investigate
[jayo felony]
What, sway can give it to but whatcha gon’ do wit it
Tech can give it to you but whatcha gon’ do?
Rev can give it to you but whatcha gon’ do wit it
I can give it to you, wha wha wha what what!
[chino xl]
Yo yo, chino make the world go ’round
Fuckin up entire record companies like harrell did to motown
Vominous talk, poison pen, hominous walk
Which flow will I destroy you wit this time, the most commonest thought
The drama that’s brought, caught us in the midst of a sibling rivalry
For instance, there is nothing born in existence that can survive wit me
Clone me like sheep, I clean house like tony randall
My style foul/file, for sexual harrassment like tisha campbell
You wack like will smith, your rhyme style is pansy
I fuckin murder your young style like jon benet ramsey
Now who the master to beg, your demo get passed on the reg’
You shouldn’t have been signed if you had a white cast on your leg
I’m wake up show reppin, wit sway & tech
My tec’s like tekken, the industry weapon
I’m chino x, bring krs in
[krs-one]
De de de da de de de da di day hey! krs-one comin wit the tech & sway
Yo, I rock up on the littlest set and up on the biggest set
As ill as it gets I still manage to wiggle your neck wit sweat
Never forget, the bigger the budget the bigger the debt
You gotta be, willin to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet
But I’m willin to bet, on a sway and a tech
They stay in effect, never been a pain in the neck, they gainin respect
Nevertheless I wreck you, now you know what sway and tech do
I’ll be back but for now just sackle!!!
Ha ha ha, fresh for 1999 you suckas!!!
Daz:
Aw yeah!
Right about now it’s time to get busy
Huh, straight out the box, nonstop
Kurupt the kingpin, xzibit, crooked i
(wait a minute, um)
Crooked i:
This is the art of, manslaughter
When I’m rockin’ I’m more shockin’ than droppin’ a boom box in bath water
You entered the wrong scuffle
You catchin’ a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own knuckles
Deliver the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round, before you hit the ground,
Your body spin around, in six circles
Diminishin’ infamous menaces
I’m waitin’ to get dicced, if not, I’m a start finishin’ innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I’m breezin the region
Freezin g’s in your legion
Freakin’ ancient techniques when I’m speakin’ phoenician
It’s all about crooked
These bitches shout crooked
I’ll make you say the west coast ain’t shit without crooked
I own a vicious label, niggas’ll get disabled
When I’m spittin’ rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I load this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that’s for crooked i, the scrap happy, mic snatcha
Daz:
Motherfuccers can you dig that, huh?
Can you fucc with this?
Let’s get kurupt the kingpin to fucc y’all niggas up
Y’all don’t wanna see none of this west coast mc shit
Yeah, how you like me now motherfucker!? !
Kurupt:
Terror starts, in the midst of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals float like arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres every year the same time
With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone night stalker
With a tendency of bashing mcs, like ten of me
As you can see I continue mashin’ mcs
Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get clearer
Extra-terrestrial microphone terror
In effect, get infected
Tell me what the fucc you expected
These venemous injections
I leave whole sections, and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melodies and selections
I select the methods of slow anguish
I mangle shit with my language
Tell me, have you ever seen one elope
With the microphone
In a scandal like abilities to make mcs explode
Baboom, alone in my own zone
So don’t compare me to none
Not one’s nearly
Severe, cuz I severely, impare mcs
Near me, oppose and fear me, I got plots and theories
Sincerely, I could have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for touching microphones
With no knowledge on how to rock
Daz:
Yeah, back in effect, it don’t stop
Turn your speakers up, dj battlecat on the table
We fuckin’ it up like this and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy xzibit in the motherfuccin’ house
Alkaholiks!
Xzibit:
When I was enlisted
I came to the table double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemies
Bust shots up in the sky screamin’ obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to italy
It’ll be, a cold day in hell when you see xzibit fail
Act like a bitch on bail, tuck tail, and run
See we do it how it can’t be done
I’m the rough cut, plus how the west was won
Or direct descendant of the gatling gun
Don’t test me son, you fucc around and catch you one
That ain’t a threat, that’s a promise I can definitely keep
You can’t compete wit’ 25 niggas wit’ heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after after round at you
All hell break lose when the whole pound come through
I found that you and yours, can never fucc wit’ mine
I own shit but gimme some more like busta rhymes
Cross the line, now you gotta pay the piper
I’m the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin’ the crowds hyper
It’s ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can’t stop till me and my niggas is platinum plus
My dogg kurupt
Daz:
Yeah, no shit
Yeah, y’all can’t fucc wit’ that
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
West coast, we been doin’ this shit for years
Aint nothin’ happenin’ wit’ that
Battlecat
(don’t step up)
Right, right
(don’t step up, unles you wanna get hurt)
Huh, huh, huh
(get get get get hurt)
Whatcha say
Motherfuccas that be hangin’ in the battle
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
Daz dillinger
(don’t step up, unless you wanna get hurt)
Break it down, break it down
(mixed with battlecat’s scratching)
Motherfuccas can’t fade this shit
Come here Tre, what's up son, come on
To whom it may concern, yeah, listen
Sorry I'm away so much, yeah, yeah
All the sons, daughters, penitentary niggas, yeah, feel me
Uh, sorry I'm away so much, yeah
My son was born about four and a half years ago
Nothin protected him, amazin how fast they grow
I came to know about his likes and his dislikes, yeah
Video games, taught him how to ride his first bike
This is the life my little nigga, I see you gettin all upset
When I leave the house, poutin, let me tell you about
Tryna make it in this world and provide for you
'Cause on them overseat plane rides I miss you too
Never knew that I would have to be away so much
Five thousand dollar phone bills keepin in touch
We Starskey and Hutch, yeah, we partners for life, yeah
I rock mics, so I'm sorry when I hug you if I squeeze too tight
Long nights in the studio take me away
Gettin mad 'cause I'm tired and you want me to play
Money can't replace time, I'm just tryna get you outta the fine relyin
And expand your mind my lil' ni', yeah
Yeah, c'mon
Look, sorry I'm away so much
Understand me, yeah
It's for you, hah, yeah (you, and you, and you)
C'mon, look, sorry I'm away so much
Huh, we keep it gangsta
Look
I got a brother locked down, he be out in a couple
Knuckle for knuckle, a veteran and nothin but muscle
Now broadcastin live from behind the wall
Stayin tight through long kites and telephone calls
Gettin hype when you see your brother on T.V.
Can't wait for your release so you can roll with me
Arrange everything exactly how it's supposed to be
For right now here's a thousand, J, stay lo-key
You say damn Xzibit, whyn't you pay a nigga a visit
Time limits got me movin a million miles a minute
Knee deep, gotta strike while the iron is hot
Still gotta eat and keep the lights on when it's not
Sleepin on cots, bullet wounds got you in knots
I wish I was there to snatch you up instead of the cops
Muthafuck it, do the time and get it out of the way
You goin from convict to corporate nigga in one day (in one day)
Now I ain't never been this hot before
So in essence it's obvious, I ain't never been this out before
I'm spending 25-8 days, 366 times a year
Up in the studio freakin and mixin rhymes in here
Nothin but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke, women and sheer
Callin playa niggas there
Not the kinda place I really wanna bring my son
Get on lil' Dane, gon' in there and have you some fun
Used to be that ??? be up there sewin ya clothes
While I'm with you on the Playstation showin you codes
Hit the X button stupid, forward, left, right, X
Now I'm tryna get your college fund, bustin with X
Come here, give that here dada,
no no don't do that mama 'cause dada be back
Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, flashy ???, you can see that
You tryna figure out
why dada talkin to you through this glass on the phone
Ooh, I socked a bitch and then she snitched, but I'll be home
[MC Ren]
Yeah nigga, MC Ren up in this motherfucker
(West West y'all)
Yeah, L.A. niggaz
L.A. niggaz rule the world nigga
Y'all niggaz gotta recognize, yaknahmsayin?
Niggaz don't wanna peep game, yaknahmsayin?
But this shit come all the way back around here
My nigga Dre, droppin heat box on y'all bitch-ass
Yaknahmsayin? You gotta recognize
L.A. niggaz, connected all over the motherfuckin world, nigga
Recognize this
[Time Bomb]
Now in my younger days I used to sport a rag
Backpack full of cans plus a four-four mag
G'd from the feet up
Blued up from the sewer's how I grew up
Loc'n, smokin and drinkin til we threw up (threw up)
At Leimert Park, taggin, hittin fools up
Ditchin my class, just to fuck yo' school up
You don't wanna blast, nigga tuck yo' tool up
But don't sleep, y'all niggaz quick to shoot you
Now there's another motherfucker with no future
But Time Bomb much smoother when I manuever, dope like Cuba
Got em jumpin {*King T starts speakin, indecipherable*}
[King T]
I'm comin "Straight Outta Compton" with a loose cannon
Smoke big green, call it Bruce Banner
Watch your manners, at last another blast from the top notch
From way back with the pop rocks, I pop lock witcha
Picture this, Dr. Dre twistin wit Tha Liks
and Hittman bought a fix
Don't trip, it's a Time Bomb in this bitch
Here it tick tick tick tick {*BOOM*}
Wait a minute it's on, I tell it like a true mackadelic
Weed and cocaine sold seperate, check it
From sundown to sunup -- clown done run up
The Aftermath'll be two in your gut, nigga what?
Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al, Kokane
We roll deep, smoke on weed drink and pack heat
Requirements for survival each day -- in L.A.!
It don't stop, we still mash in hot pursuit from the cops
Analyze why we act this way -- in L.A.!
[Hittman]
Gimme that mic fool, it's a West coast jack move
They call me Hitt - cause I spit like gats do
cock me back
Bust caps for my max crew, at Fairfax
who used to wear Air Max shoes, that's true
But I grew up where niggaz jack you, harass you
Blast you, for that set you claim (where you from?)
Mash on you for your turkish chain, C.K. B.K.
Blued up or flame, I ran wit a gang
I helped niggaz get, jacked for they Dana Dane's
My pants hang below my waistline
I look humble wanna rumble? (yeah yeah)
I bang though, like Vince Carter from the baseline
don't waste my time
Fuck a scrap in killa Cali, AK's and 9's
One-time's, sunshines, and fine-ass bitches
Hawaiian thai, drive-by, six-fo's on switches
[Xzibit]
I was raised in the hood called WHAT-THE-DIF'
Where the brothers in the hood, refused to go Hollywood
Slugs for the fuck of it
Anybody hatin on us can suck a dick
If I catch you touchin mine you catch a flatline, dead on the floor
Better than yours, drivin away gettin head from a whore
It's AvireX-to-the-Z
Fuckin with me might get you banned from TV,
cassette and CD it's all mine the whole nine the right time
Multiply, we don't die, the streets don't lie
What, so neither do I, I'm bad for your health
like puttin a pistol up to your face and blastin yourself
[Defari]
Five in the mornin, burglars at my do'
Glock forty-five in my dresser drawer
Let em come in BLAOW he see the thunder roll
Roll with niggaz, who by fifths by the fo'
and bruise by the case
SLAP YOU in the face with the bass, Dr. Dre laced
Likwit Kings wit Sedans and gold rings
Haters fold the style, but can't find no openings
Chorus
[Outro]
In L.A.
That's how we ride (4X)
Take a chance, come dance with a cowboy
Playin stopped playin long time ago with childish toys
It's only men in here; deuce deuce inch Pirelli
and Goodyear niggaz, sip malt liquor beer
They gave me sixth man of the year, came off the bench for Tha Liks
Shot the lights out at the championship
Big chips, big trips, new fits, my money clip's
full of green cheese, my other pocket got green weed
Rap niggaz, we different individuals
Elevate the level of the music and the visuals
It's do or die, I need a +Priest+, call +Superfly+
Whatever we discuss when we meet's between you and I
I'm truly high, red-eyed for the red-eye flight
Five hours, eight drinks, I rode all night, shit
Everyday, every night's a saloon
Crime blitty, good bottle, million dollar tunes
Love when when you're out there on the ave
When you're down 24/7, niggaz don't know the half
My Romeo's step down on the pedal
my back keeps on scrapin the metal
I be coastin and be coastin, hittin three wheel motion
with my rimz and tirez
I ain't never seen Kevlar flesh (hell naw)
Y'all bitch niggaz is flirtin and fuckin with death
I was taught to stick with the right and work with the left
Never love nothin, never turn snitch and confess
Got catch me in the heat of the act, and run the risk
of catchin three to the back, and try walkin with that (yeah!)
I ain't goin to the pen for shit, except to snatch up
my loved ones to get loose and hop the fence
It ain't hard to look hard, snatch up a catalogue
Mad dog to niggaz that walk up your boulevard (yeah!)
But one day, you gon' feel it (what?)
I'm a firm believer in the theory if it bleeds, I can kill it
A hit man for hire (yeah!) caught up in the crossfire
The live wire, leak a nigga like a vampire
My empire roll rimz and tirez
Either get with us, forget us and get behind us, muh'fuckers
Ride along, with my rimz and tirez
Side along
Mr. Recycler (what?) I'm lookin for a sixty-two Chevy
and she kinda bad, threw him six and I was read'
(Whatchu want me to do?) To get spic and span
Man I'm glad you came and got me from that old white man (good lookin)
He took me to a spot in Long Beach, hooked me up with four pumps
(bzzt) but everybody in the hood can't jump (bzzt)
And I change colors when the sun hit me
Fix me up, now my owner wanna slang me for 50?
Bling bling, now I belong to a Japanese
And they was quick to throw me in the magazines
I make money (huh?) I never broke down, fools trippin
(Check it out) How many cars you see in Seoul on streets dippin?
(None) Afraid to get that ass caught slippin (why?)
For me it was an easy task
I kept an engine on my ass with heat under the dash
Fool (peep game) I was born to lowride on rimz and tirez, yeah
* also featured on sway and king tech’s 'this or that'
[a.g.]
Check it out now
I work the angles like, off the cushion in the sidepocket
Electrifying like a live socket
Hit em with all flavors, yup
We tryin to be neighbords with pro-ballplayers, I’m talkin papers
Or keep it realer, and see me on a iron caterpillar
On point like a killer, plus ready, to deliver
Type gifted, treat the mic right, or I might rip it
Critics dig my style cause I write different, no hype
I just kick it, low-lifes, they wanna get it
I shine like the ice when I hold mics, everytime
Got every dime, sayin this nigga so nice, you know what?
They so right, you get stuck, I’ll go twice
Lit it up when I blow mics
[evidence]
Show mic precise, require sacrifice
That’s no hassle, the master got more loops than lassos
Y’all hear me? they all conspiracy theories
Worthless, like testing ev’ defeats the purpose
Since the beginning, intrigued by pot and attentive women
Breakbeats and windmills on concrete
Covered by cardboard, seafloor to skyline
Bottom line, in rhyme yo, put in time you shine
That’s right sometimes I get so hyped
I feel like diamond d the best producer on the mic
I aced this -- most punchlines are tasteless
Regular, average, mediocre, makeshift
To all my dj’s, with skills you got a lotta
This ain’t on your mixtape, yo it coulda been hotta
The method in this game they’ll have you drained and strangles
Don’t go to them, let em come to you, and work the angles
[defari]
Don’t sleep on, I leave your knee torn, like sehorn
Liquid mc storm, like children of the corn, a wild freeform
Of energy, mentally fit to last a century
Like centuries, one double-zero translate to victories
You kiddin me me? come wack that’s not my history
Kidnap the wack and break his ankles, remember +misery+?
Lyrically you’re skatin out of control
Work the angles ’round the globe, from newark to south pole
It’s so cold that mc’s catch pneumonia
I’m airborne, from l.a. to barcelona
I rock heads from pomona out the bronx
Drop the sure needle contact, now watch me launch
Dj’s, you jugglin, that means I’m bubblin
Defari on the remix fix, this shit is thunderin
Picture me fumblin or droppin the ball
That’s like picturin guy without that nigga aaron hall
[iriscience]
Well if a brother gets the best of me
Ain’t no use in sniveling and blaming the referee
Fuck that, I strip the mic with tenacous d
Kick it up to evidence, yo kick it out to me!
Line up the three, trifecta stroked properly
Rocca, I work the angles triple opticly
The hip-hop multi-beat real monopoly
My g is god, what’s your g for, geometry?
This man of war beats cold on the seashore
An deeo enough to take it to the sea floor
Every single beat bangs like a c-4
We drop beats, why you asking what the beat for?
The spitfire fighter dilated entity
I’m learning shockers like shockra building energy
While barbershops sipping henny like the kennedy’s
I’m always been independent, that’s word to beni b
It’s guaranteed
[xzibit]
Make t-shirts and slingshots, I bust khakis out, bounce to the weed spot
Naturally, me and my faculty never play with this
I used to love h.e.r. too, but now I fucking hate the bitch
She’s sucking up to all the niggas with the chains and whips
But that’s alright, because all she do for me is pay the rent
And keep it moving, got a bad habit of losing my cool
Acting a fool, breaking out tools, and making the whole corwd move
Towards the exit, this be the next shit, we got you dilated
Hotter than satan, the repeated parole violations
Xzibit work the angles, cordless to dirty angels
How the west was won: with microphones and turntables
Doctor, Doctor, I need help Doctor
Sit down and wait your turn
Sit your ass down
You have, scars in your mask like Seal
That ain't for real
We'll have to fix that, yo nigga sit back
Your flow remind me of a nigga that I just don't feel
Same style and delivery
Might as well have his grill
Pass the scaple, the alcohol, plants
25 hundered get you style enhanced
It's like...
This, mask right will lift your grill
It'll put height in your mack
Don't take to much off
If you want a nose like Michael Jackson
If you want it done right, nigga come see this
maybe even send your bitch
We can fix them tits
From a C cup to a double D cup
Make them big shits, doctor lick em, yeah
I like to, axe em, jack em for their financial
need a facial I'll change the skin tone in the inner racial
After I'm done, you might have a little pouch tone
Nothin' my scaple can't fix
What kind of face you want
I want the kind that make me look like I can rhyme
It'll cost you
But I can find the skrilla, if I can have that nigga face named Saafir!
That's inposterous, plus I never cloned a microphone
What type of shit you on, I hope you got insurance
Before I sit you on my gurney
And lead you to an anestetic breather
If ya not broke, I'll save your face like dope and make it right
Casue being fake ain't tight
You need plastic surgury
I hear the same ole rhymes, the same ole style
(It seems you need plastic surgury)
I'm located, at, the bottom of the black list
I like to malpractice, complicate a surgury
Intoxicated, smoke cigaretts, drop ass in your gases
feel the utencil, knife is dull like a pencil
And what?
When a nigga place pussy get fucked
Without a kiss or a hug, like contaminated blood,
Transfused from a junkie
With the hair of Jones, I reconstruct the bones
Of all hip hop clones
I date fat girls that weight 215
With low self esteem, cause it's easier to get the pussy
I'm performing vinyl liposuctions
Phat MC
Phat production, motherfuckin' facial reconstruction
Needles injected 33 RPM of anestic for ? to require cosmetic
sex changes from bitch niggas to ra ra niggas
the only cure for sick lyrics is to implant a hit gimmick
This shit is full blown, you better head to the clinic
After Captain Save A Hoe, we had the luitenit
Operate get straight, we hear to seperate the fake from the classic
niggas get blasted if they plastic
I'm like Dougie Howser MD with a desert eagle
Criminal Genius
operation, seperatin' them siamese twins hangin' beneath them niggas penis
Take it to your face like a skin graph
rappers, I specialize in talent transplants (word?)
You want (phat) fat lips nurse get to college
And ten tons of stomach pumps from all the cum you and Richard Gere be
swallowin'
Now followin' aks Vanna to buy you flowers
so you can C (see) I A (aye) E-Swift O (Oh) U (you) know Y (why)
We remain uncontested to the contender, we can
Million Man March all the way to December
January, Feburary 28th
I, never, wash my hands
The only rubber gloves I wear is on my dick
But I'll split you quick
Like Jackie Chan, the way I switch my wristhand
I make ya sick, but I'm a doctor, don't trip
Hopefully, in surgury, I won't slip
on a tile that file and twist ya lips
Like Collin Powell
Descriptions I'm overwrite
For the ones thats over bitin' on dental records
bitin', to God, send your blessings
I'll put your mask on, fast like Romidon minks
and bitches, I have, ? half blind in the paper, they named me
A Large Professor, a Mad Scientist, with a long line of clients
BITCH! GET OUT OF MY OFFICE
You don't have an appointment or an application
For me to attack your face in my practice
Never lackin' when I'm insurting these plastic patches
Operator:
Check unheard messages: press 1,1.
First message:
Paul:
Humph
X its Paul. Uh, listen, the manager of the 'Crazy Horse' just called me and
I didn't even know where the fuck you are. Iguess your in Vegas, but apperantly
you left the club two nights ago with ten plus girls, and nobodys heard from
you, nobodys heard from the girls. So, if you get around to it and you think
maby its a good idea, how 'bout you give me a call. Let me know what the fuck
is goin on. Thanks.
Operator:
End of message.
[dove]
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, take the whole cake
Chop it up with the family, wash it down with alcohol
My telly’s a desert eagle for all the fuckin shots I called
My niggaz gotta ball, never settle for less
Heavy metal, heavy on yo’ chest like two breasts
Step into my office cause it’s time for you to roll somethin
One false move, and we gon’ beat you like you stole somethin
[pos]
Yo these style I kick should be called ? ? rap
Drawin the pussy out the nigga after my prize, cause I want it
They stomach what I throw, they know I’m right for they diet
They librarian flow keeps the party real quiet (shhhhh)
The love I lost outweighs the rhymes I gain
But the fact that I spit ’em makes me cherish the name
So pass the mic so I can put in my share
I rip it from home to l.a.
With connectin flights to rip it elsewhere
[j-ro]
Drinkin up black & tan in the back of a van
I learned as a young man - long trip, piss in a can
Gettin a house for two grand, now you got your own land
Let your mind expand, everyday have a plan
Ro-gram is rare earth, swingin black tarzan
You got to live with the cards dealt in yo’ hand
Stay young like peter pan, like sly, take a stand
And go uptown saturday night like ichiban
[dove]
I keep it dirty like under the bed (dirty)
Dirty like uncle red; aiyyo, (? ? ) (? ? )
Dirty brown likwit flow thicker than the yoo-hoo
Dirt you dishin out, chef tellin it all
Face down in the dirt, doin my dirty work
Expert, tryin to regulate my network
Head jerk, spice it with rice, stick with it
If they ask who cut the grits i’ma say e-swift did it
Chorus w/ minor variations
[tash]
And I’ve been known to get it on, past the break of the dawn
Tash’ll punch you in your grill and leave 'potholes in yo’ lawn'
(c’mon!) you makin diss songs? spit that rhyme my way
I can shut y’all niggaz down like the y-2-k
I did a tour in ninety-four with de la soul and tribe
We on the same vibe, cause real niggaz coincide
('right-right-right..') the situation is drastic
But see songs like these is why this album goin classic
[j-ro]
This is for the dj, bring it back one time
I drop bombs like when my moms told me to rhyme
I’m - old school like my dad is
So add this, to your collect’, plug won - who the baddest?
[pos]
Aiyyo we theme park status, upstage these niggaz like gladys
Them little pips, they done tripped the wire
Blamin they legs, while I’m claimin these tunes
In this we’ll stay down like seats found in sorority bathrooms
[xzibit]
Yeah - we flat out classic, seperate the real from the plastic
And I gotta say no names
Play no games, hit the switches, crack the frame
Show no shame or fuck it all up, take the blame
Brand name fresh out the box type hustle
Manpower success is mind over muscle
Grind til the wheels fall off, accept the loss
I never been soft, whatever the cost, addicted to floss
Nailed to the cross it’s time to return
My only concern is makin sure that hollywood burn,
Hollywood burn, burn to the ground, trick-ass niggaz
Is all up in the game and don’t deserve to be down
[j-ro]
Four bottle rap, twist the cap and kick back
De la, xzibit and tha liks came to get that
And what you know about us droppin ya
And leavin you with half a face like the phantom of the opera?
Chorus w/ minor variations
[chorus extended]
Ah what you know about my writes? (my writes)
Ah what you know about my writes? (my writes)
[tash]
You got the right to shut the fuck up! {*laughing*}
[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
From Hennesy
Literally, I Smoke Like A Chimney
Y'all Know We Got Them Hummers Tight
We Got Them Lovers Right
They Want to Catch ya
Get Naked Begin To Spend The Night
Here You Go Some Good Advice
Come Through Steppin Light
Believe Me, Extremely Easy
To Lose Your Life
Get Em Up And Keep Em Up (X!)
They Trying To Get Me Touched
If You Gonna Swing It Nigga
Bring It I Don't Give A Fuck! (Yea!)
Better Make This Party Jump (Yea!)
Better Make This Club Bounce (Yea!)
So Take Your Shoes
Before You Step Your Ass In My House
[Chorus]
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did
MOTHAFUCKA!
[Xzibit]
Bitch We Keep It Crackin Right
We Bring It Back To Life
Biohazard Motherfuckas
That Spreadin' Like A Parasite
We Aint The Fuckin Type
You Get The Target Site
Lee Boyd Malvo,
Can't Stop Me Now No!
Get Your Fuckin' Paper Up
We Outta Snatch It Up
Full Metal Jacket
Stay Clap Clapped In The Back Em Up
Dont Even Think About it
You Get Your Shit Rerouted
Straw For Your Food
Have You Pissin' Through A Plastic Tube
I Know You Fuckin' Hate It
We Stay Inebriated
Break out The Hennsy Bottle
Baby Your Regulated
Its Not A Fuckin Game,
You Know my Fuckin Name
I'm Number One,
With A Motherfuckin Bullet MAN!
[Chorus x2]
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did
MOTHAFUCKA!
Intro: repeat 4x
'yo man, I don’t think they heard you
Won’t ya tell em what your name is? ' -> dr. dre
'daz, kurupt..'
[xzibit]
Aight everybody get on the ground right now
Yeah, this is not your money this is insured by the federal government
So this is not your money, don’t move
Don’t be a hero, and you won’t get blown the fuck up right now
Yeah, aight y’all we got three minutes
Startin now let’s keep it rollin
[dogg pound]
Hit the bank from the back
Double the trouble, forcin my entry
The first nigga that I saw, shot him in the jaw
Xzibit started stompin him and so did we (get down bitch)
Aww shit, about time we started dumpin on security
High society -- takin what’s mine
Snatchin each purse after purse -- for every nickel and dime
Premeditated created by the scorn and the hate
But I made ma, the big time, lights and the shine
It’s a full scale war -- everybody bear arms
Wear body armor, national arms
Dip away to get away -- sirens alarms screamin
Yellin out, 'hell demons of war'
Hell hounds that surround the wells fargo browns
No tomorrow, hollow, harness rounds
Take a sip of your perrier
To pay, i’ma dump like a dumptruck, scramble to make my escape
Dat nigga daz, shootin so nothin else come in
I’m shootin in the opposite direction, we closed in
Shells spread nigga -- because we can do the work
First things first -- like snoop, i’ma shoot the clerk
And I did -- now it’s time to split -- get nigga get
(let’s go) dumpin and shoot the hostages
Soopafly outside in the ride
Bout to start shootin everything that he see outside
[xzibit]
Loose cannons, face covered with bandanas
Chrome pieces - motherfuck the police
It’s everybody killers on mine
If I ever get caught for crime, won’t be doin federal time
Loose cannons, face covered with bandanas
Chrome pieces - motherfuck the police
It’s everybody killers on mine
If I ever get caught for crime, won’t be doin federal time
[xzibit]
From now and forever it’s the likwit emcee
'from now and forever it’s the likwit emcee' -scratched by tony touch
[defari]
Danger danger, wild west ranger ranger
Rearrange’a the mark ass stranger
Behold, the look on my face stone cold
With a rare cowboy style that never grow old
I’m the golden state bear with a rough flare, plus debanare
Time for me and mine, but for any kind I can’t care
Stormy weather rain liquid
Defari con tony toca, tash, and xzibit
Break necks bounce with it when I spit it
Knockin this jam is a form of calastenics
Let it knock when you mashin down the block
Rims spank with the car wash
Watch the bitches stop
An look, always stay five steps ahead
Hard at work, while you tricks lay in bed
Dead to the world but ? hayru? he be the sun
Always burnin, ’cuz my job is never done
Run from one time I rather dump an ak
Thats for all the black and brown that got carried away
To the morg, when I look in the mirror I see the lord
'oh my god' -scratched by tt
[tash]
Since niggas wanna set trip
It’s time to start the checklist
Tash the likwit rhymer runnin through your city reckless
Blame it on the hennisey, we drink that shit for breakfast
My style be standin out like my homie tony’s necklace
This is flawless raw’less for ya ballers
Nah, fuck y’all, this is for all my drunken alcoholiks
Nah, fuck dat, this is for my homie tony touch
I told ya homeboy we come through in the clutch
New york, l.a. it’s not the same thing
Y’all niggas rob, out here we gangbang
Guns to the ammo, niggas think they rambo
Standin on the corner with they khakis and they flannel
Dang yo’ flow sound just like d’s
Who wanna battle three g’s for t’s
Please, read it off the lips of the alki-bumrusher
Fuck you up so bad, tony wouldn’t wanna touch ya
Say what?
Say what?
Say what?
Say what?
Say what?
Say what?
I’ll fuck you up so bad, tony wouldn’t wanna touch ya
Say what?
I’ll fuck you up so bad, tony wouldn’t wanna touch ya
[xzibit]
Lets get upclose and personal, malicious, sid vicious
I bang bitches, you might find yourself missin tonight
Rapper’s delight, keep it at the house but ain’t fuckin it right
Got’choo stuck in the headlights, can’t move
Impact is all of the sudden, vehicular homicide
But I ain’t stoppin for nothin
Me and my cousin, strong buzzin, and playin a dozen
Pushin and shovin’, leads to gettin sucked and rolled up
Like a nigga with a mask and a gun, hold up
Rappers act like they ain’t gon’ die for small fry
Try to reply, don’t touch what you ain’t gon’ buy
I ain’t gon’ lie, motherfucker love to get high
Barely get by with scraps and pennies
Now we winnin grammy’s and emmy’s
And party with the henni and remi
Got a big bang theory nigga keepin it hot
Its the art versus ? ? ? or not
[scratched by tt]
'let me show some off me skills here'
'alright....that does it'
'but it’s a herut-likwit crew connection'(sample) 2x
[defari]
Don’t regret it, you had your chance and couldn’t set it
You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time, forget it
Hear me on radio, live vocally do edits
E-swift scratchin and threading, with supreme unleaded
Only the best out the likwit crew out the west
And we shine time after time writting lyri-gets
On freshly buffed and waxed marble steps
Defari got a stlye that’s iller than tourrettes
Make you switch, make a bitch get undressed
Make people in the club wanna dance chest to chest
Bruised falcon, strive for perfection like malcolm
Back the name wit potential, but now they know the outcome
So now the ticket’s weakened, I stay away from tricks
Defari, phil da agony, xzibit, and tha liks
'the world’s' 'but it’s a herut-likwit crew connection'
[phil da agony]
Yo, talk a big game, play a big game
You know my motherfuckin name
Phil da agony, it’s all the same same
Game tight, crescent heights, get the name right
I do seven songs in the same night
Work ethic, proper etiquette, the better shit
I want my gold plaque for this shit
Soon as the stores get it (you get it)
Focused daily, likwit activity
Phil da agony causing you total tragedy
[xzibit]
My chest is burning from the hennesy rock
Yo I live to see the enemy drop
The safety night got kennedy shot
It’s political, the way I smash down is pitiful
Situation critical, barely breathin in a hospital
Dead meat, we give it like professional athletes
The elite wit a chick for everyday of the week
I’m talking monday through sunday
Models walkin up and down the runway
I take a lethal role in the gunplay
To finish wit flyin colors, tha alkaholik brothers
Connected, respect it, ain’t no choice but to love us
It’s not, east to west, I want the whole world behind me
I got niggas in l.a. sayin 'fuck guiliani'
[tash]
I’m hella-cocky on the mic, I fuck it up on jeep beats
So while you rockin to this beat, the beat is rockin to me
Foul-mouth catashtrophe, I knock heads since ’93
So when you come across my style, it’s like you smacked into a tree
I turn the heat up in this bitch, I make the women strip fast
So no matter what you do you can’t fuck wit big tash
I came to kick your ass, quick fast, not to house you
I want your homies saying 'tash smacked the shit out you'
Smoke something, drink something, eat lyrics that twist
This that shit that’s on your baby momma’s christmas list
? so balls? amount to this, no matter what y’all niggas name is
You’re not as famous, as the likwit entertainers
'the world’s famous' but it’s a herut-likwit crew connection (2x)
[j-ro]
It’s the likwit coalition, start the mission
We gonna turn this into a tradition
My b-boy stance is updated, I feel like we made it
Even though we underrated
Yo, it’s to the ro, act a fool over flow
I got the uncanny ability to cold rock a show
I got fired from my job cuz I was late to my shift
Cuz I was drinkin a fifth, wit john jingle heimer smith
And here’s another caper from the lyric landscaper
I write flows wit two by fo’s wit sand paper
Now what is a mc if he can’t flow
Up next is e-swift and my name is j-ro
[e-swift]
We don’t give a fuck if you down wit such and such
You can still get touched, by the likwit bumrush
Better train hard before you face me
You better off fightin royce gracey
To get me out that ass you gotta mace me
I make mcs wanna tap out, before I blow they back out
Likwit niggas winnin every bout
Rippin mcs like cheap jeans
Fuck your dj and your mainstream production team
And if you sleepin on us, then sweet dreams
Cuz when you ain’t lookin we be bookin mad shows makin cream
My profession is killin studio sessions wit no question (what’s that)
It’s the likwit crew connection
'the world’s famous' 'but it’s a herut-likwit crew connection' (7x)
[all]
Last call for alcohol
The club is almost closed
(that’s right)
So I need your name and your number
(yo, yo)
Before the night is through
[tash]
Y’all wanna talk about drinking?
I took a drink, took a swallow
Left the champagne bottle hollow
Passed my keys to lil’ talo
Can’t crash the el dorado
You know how it go
When you sipping on mo’
You be tore up from the floor up
And you don’t even know
[xzibit]
I had the bartender set up three shots
I knocked ’em back
Nitrate over the track
The whole crowd reacted
From right here through the ? ?
Baby relax you’re rolling with me
It’s mister a through x to the z
[sfp]
Going out with my friends
To celebrate the weekend
I hope the club is jumping
So I can find a little something
Wanna get my drink on
Wanna get my freak on
I’m gonna try to come on
Before the night is over
1 ? [all]
Last call for alcohol
The club is almost closed
So I need your name and your number
Before the night is through
Last call for alcohol
The club is almost closed
So I need your name and your number
Before the night is through
[sfp]
Checkin’ for the sisters
Flossin’ the prada
Dolce gabana baby can I holla?
You know I’m peepin’ at’cha
Hoping I can catch ya
I wanna get at’cha
Can we dance before the night is over?
Come on, oh
Repeat 1
[sfp]
This round is on me
Champagne and hennesy
I got chips just get what’chu like
Next round is on you
Tequila shots and brew
I’m getting faded yo
Cause I didn’t drive
[tash](xzibit)
It’s last call y’all so all y’all
It’s time to pull your money out
Come through, post up
Peepin’ all the honeys out
Smoke fest, guinness out
Got your homies passing out
(party down baby)
You know what x and ca-tash about
[xzibit]
Yo I stay with it
While you perpetrate and try to play with it
Something people with the all chrome
Custom fitted whatever you want
From the car straight to the bar
We’re the la guns holding hennesy for everyone
Repeat 1 till end
[Tash]
Ahh, ahh
I be killin it (why Tash?) cause I be feelin it
I get money so no need for stealin it
I work diligent beneath the Earth's soil
where I write rhymes so fresh it's like I wrapped my styles in foil
But I sit at home and boil spicy rum when it's freezing
Cause I from the Likwid crew where we got drinks for every season
Maybe that's the reason why I live high all July
And the place I buy my beer is callin in for more supply
Maybe not, maybe so, maybe yes, maybe no
Maybe niggaz got some friends that wanna battle for some dough
If you know somebody holla, cause I take those extra dollars
Split that shit with J and Swift, buy a ninety-six Impala
and lace it with the deez out my own stack of cheese
Get a extra flossy floss and toss King Tee the keys
and say, 'Nigga that's yours, cause you opened up doors
Before Tha Liks had a deal, you had a nigga on tour
So God bless ya, never let this rap pressure test ya
You know who got your back when them other niggaz sweat ya'
So check uno dos while I roast this coast a toast
When it comes to beats and rhymes, you know who got the most
I be killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)
Tha Liks rock that shit that have all ya niggaz feelin it
Killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)
J-Ro is up next to flow
[J-Ro]
Dat's me
I be killin it (killin it) when I be feelin it
Got rum in my cup, best believe I won't be spillin it
Yo Xzibit (whattup Ro) I got to know
Do I got that Likwid flow (oh fo' sho') well here I go
Mida, mida, down the barrel of my heater
I torch ya, then skeet out in my Porsche two-seater
I'm from the home of rattlesnakes and golden bears
And Astro-vans with swivel chairs hoes come in pairs
Plus, makin money's in my genes
That's why I got money in my jeans, I got a cravin
My mind craves the knowledge, my pockets crave the cash
My mouth craves the brew, and my Johnson craves the ass
Who's on blast, Tha Liks baby, don't twist it
Just rock it, got your girl's number in my change pocket
What's her name Stella, if she's on me kinda hella
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? is what I tell her
I get freaky like Friday, why dey, try to get loose
Wack MC's are like ?brown guts?, they have no use
I just got off the court, where I was whoopin some cats
in basketball, here's a question that I have to ask y'all
Who be killin it, is it the ladies?
Who be killin it, is it the fellas?
Who be killin it, is it the b-boys?
Who be killin it, is it the gangsters?
Who be killin it, is it the rastas?
Who be killin it, killin it, killin it, killin it...
[Xzibit]
See I be killin it, yeah, when I be feelin it
This is dedicated to the niggaz that be stealin shit
Straight from the bottom of my black-ass heart
The untamed feel no shame, on top of the game
Mr. Big Bad Insane, black John McClane
Look listen and learn, you only get what you earn
So I'ma hustle like fuck regardless, watch my smoke
Go straight for the throat, we known for rockin the boat
It's hard to find like the grade A shit, with no cuts
Tryin to stack like King Tut, and still bang the microphone up
Demandin, clear lane for crash landin
If anything I'm guaranteed to be the Last Man Standing
Pick a number motherfucker whassup?
The circumstance make you shit in your pants, and we advance
as an avalanche of soul, and everything that shine ain't gold
Just cause niggaz got brew don't make em nickel proof
My record contract reads hit man for hire
Xzibit showin grace under fire
Tha Alkaholiks killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)
[Tash] Tha Liks rock that shit that have all y'all niggaz feelin it
[Xzibit]
Once again, feelin it
Killin it (killin it) drillin it (drillin it)
What, yeah, bring it live with the... yeah
Feelin it (feelin it) killin it (killin it)
Like this
[Tash] Party down, party down, party down!
[Xzibit] Bringin it live once again, yeah, cause I be killin it
(What, stabbin it, beatin it, yeah)
[Tash] Y'all niggaz ain't heard no shit like this out the West coast
[J-Ro] Say what, wha-what, wha-what what?
I say what, wha-what, wha-what what? It's the likwid crew
[Tash] We be killin it, uhh, cause we be feelin it...
[J-Ro] Say what, say what, say what wha-what wha-what what?
You are now tuned in to the ultimate sounds.. of Dr. Dre
You know what time it is!
Xzibit steps up to the mic
layin down the hard-core, real raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's REAL!!
Well it's me, down with D-R-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks the beats, and the breaks
Rocks the cocks off the whores in the place
Cause suckers shake, while I'm creatin
They get together and they start to hatin
How can we take him out one time
cause he brought back the West with the freshest rhymes
I might go first, and he'll go second
I'll wreck 'em, deck 'em, set it, just checkin your mic
Droppin hot shit I like
So throw up your hands bitch, run your ice
Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth eat shit, you'll step off
Six is your beatdown, your title is seven
Takin out your four man crew makes eleven
By the twelveth I go for self
Rockin L.A. like no one else..
You can check any rapper from the underground scene
but few have dropped hot shit and seen green
Some have dope twelve inches, count 'em
But not many niggaz have slammin albums
X to the Z rocks consistantly
I'm "Criminal Minded" so don't fuck with me
Why? Well that's my secret baby
I don't take shit, so fuck you, pay me
So you can call me, a public servant
Not a king but a teacher I believe I've earned it
So I just walk, or ride my bike
and bust on the +Up In Smoke+ stage tonight
Give me a chance and I'll rock the house
But let a motherfucker try to take me out
Cause male or female, I will strangle
If it's a label, they have to untangle
Adidas, chains, jerseys, braids
Bandanas hangin off the end of my gauge
Step right up if that's what you like
but watch your bitch, I catch hoes like a dyke
In the night at a height right for flight
Way out of sight, you bite, I recite
My chain shine bright, plus my kicks stay white
as your faggot CEO say, "Well alright!"
.. I am your mentor
History is mine, it's time you surrender motherfuckers
and just back up quickly
Your style is sickly but you persist to get me
or outwit me with the style that I created
years ago when I was sellin powder to the hoes
Oh, all of a sudden you don't know
or can't remember can't recall can't bring to mind
that rhyme that place do not chase
I run a marathon a race of rhymes in your FACE
In case you hate I won't write no tough rap
Fuck with me get your whole FAMILY kidnapped
Yo Xzibit! Show these motherfuckers man!
I don't think they understand this shit!
Break this shit over they backs!
I don't dress up to rap or keep a hairdo
I only grab a nine to bust holes in your crew
I deny your existence as artists
You puttin out a record expectin to chart but it's weak
but when you speak through the microphone
you fail to realize, nope, you're not alone on the earth
The light comes forth cause Mr. X
Intelligence, smoke and guns manifest in the flesh
I snatch the mic and get hype
Behave, before you make the news front page
Headed for the grave and the wake
So save your microscopic miniature small talk and WALK
And put a little pep in your step
X to the Z will destroy any motherfuckin rep-utation
in the nation, in creation
All you assholes in ANY occupation
Like rappers with nothin to say
I CRUSH 'EM like chronic and then smoke 'em with Dre
Cause no matter how fatter the wallet, I'd rather
gather together and splatter
whatever egotistic bullshit, the game is over
when you push the record but don't push the culture
Breakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin, beatboxin
Yo Xzibit, keep rockin!
Just throw your hands in the sky
Still believe real niggaz never die
And if you in this life just gettin by
Somebody say, "I'm high!"
(I'm high!) "I'm high!"
(I'm high!) Yeah, and you don't stop
Yeah..
Woop woop, woop, woop woop!
You know what time it is
Pull over, all wack emcees, AHH-AHHH!
Yo.. YO! You are tuned in.. to the ultimate..
underground.. rawness! Straight off the street
INTRO
[Saukrates] A ha, Capital Hill
{Xzibit} Yeah, sit back and smoke a fat one. Yeah, pronto. Look from Los
Angeles to Toronto.
[Saukrates] I heard that Big Sox got it going on. I heard that nigga
Xzibit got it going on.
{Xzibit} Spittin' at 'em. Yeah, like a automatic philly.
[Saukrates]
Yo, revolutionary, evolutionary
Bulldozer, leave y'all with troops to bury
Clean sweep if ya smell fear in these mean streets
It's instinct, life's a bitch and she's far from cheap
I got love for my dogs hustling for defeats
Put it down for this paper, increase the real
Come wit it, run wit it, fuck wit it
Big Sauk to shock your mind and your spirits
Taste these lyrics while I spit truth on tape
Whether two inch, a DAT, or D-A-T-A
I impregnate WAX, so get mine regardless
Of anybody's set, I'm starving the artist
Who's next to me? The X to Z
Together we bomb MCs with text debris
Leaving y'all hard pressed to breath
Other words, nigga's show love and chicks spit the ecstasy
How real is that?
CHORUS [Saukrates] {Xzibit}
I keep it moving and moving, keep it going, going like that y'all
{Like that y'all}, like that
{I keep it moving and moving, keep it going, going like that y'all}
Like that y'all
[Xzibit]
See I put the beated nigga, ask him if he's had enough
Tan khakis, T-shirt, wife beater tatted up
Looking for props
How you explain to nigga drinking beer to the bottom that they can't come up
Mother fucker say what?
Stack loot so much, reach out and touch you probably die from the paper cuts
I see you lazy fucks, sceming on the speed demon
Keep on dreaming, give me any type of reason
To stop your breathing, yeah it' me against the world
'Cause the eyes deceiving, anybody want to bet me
Saukrates, bouncing wide like a jet ski
Meet a bitch who ain't hard stick like Wayne Gretzky
Look I try to live where the Lolos and the sets be
I still roll dolo, how a normal nigga test me
I let you have it in the face trying to waste me
Your homies can't face me 'cause they scared for their own safety
CHORUS [Xzibit] {Saukrates} repeat 2x
How real is that?
{Feel the RUSH} yeah, feel it
{Feel the adrenaline *echoed*}
Feel the rush, feel the adrenaline
[Saukrates]
Yo, take that, take that, nigga stay back
With that fake rap, break that 'fore cats react
To your shallow ass shit, go practice
Saukrates never making wack shit, trust me son
If I'm eating, my dogs eating
Use experience for teaching without preaching
Each, and everyday I be thinking about my future
Preparing for the new world we ain't used to
Handle that, with supreme caution
Peep this mental distortion
Hitting you with grips of funk by the portions
Consulting with killers could lead to abortion
Face down in a closed coffin, WHAT!
CHORUS x2
[OUTRO: Xzibit]
This is how we do mad dawg. Ha ha ha ha. Yeah, pronto from here to
Toronto. X to the Z, Saukrates, liquid MCs baby. So, keep it moving.
(intro)
Oooooh...do re mi [xzibit]
Fa so la ti do yeah I’m doin’ vocals
Intimate turn the music up, yeah c’mon!
{beat starts...}
Yeah! c’mon in, yeah welcome
Haa! yeah! yeah!!
Uhh, ya undastand me?
Hey yoooooouu... dj motherfuckin’ quik, yeah
You know me, x to the z, yeah (arah!)
Ahh, it don’t stop, huhh yeah
Some new shit, come on...
We just want you to bounce to
This shit for a minute, yeah
Ain’t no rush...relax yourself...
Relieve your stress, here we go
Yes...
Bounce, come on bounce, come on boooounce...{repeat}
Put your pussy in my faaaace...
And let me lick you ’till i
Feel the taaaaste...
[xzibit] (verse one) {1:56}
I am the master of the ceremony
So my territory be off limits to gimmicks
And niggas with wack lyrics
And tracks that lack spirits
So pop your collar (pop your collar!)
Fuck a dollar, I’m at ya tough and hard to swallow
Hard act to follow never the role model the what not
Set up shots slipknot my way to the top, pa-da pow!
Then changed the direction of it (yeah)
From the niggas that hate it to niggas that love it
What choo want from it
A reputation a luxurious life
Maybe find you a hoe that you could transform into a house wife
You loose stripes when you recite thru your wind pipes
With action cameras and lights and your shit ain’t tight
It’s on on sight thug rugged the love of it (yeah)
Push it shlingd’it shove it in the vein we dope
Remain with smoke, remote with tash and ras kass
Six months of full blast bitch, gimme dat ass!...ha ha
(chorus) {2:42}
Put your pussy in my faaace...and i’ll
(let me lick you laaady)
Lick you ’till I feel the taaaste...
(would you, would you)
{repeat 2x}
Feel the taste...
Feel the taste...of lovin’ you
Feel the taste...
Feel the taste...of lovin’ you
[hi-c] (verse two) {3:24}
I’m a royalty check cashin’
Coup deville smashin’, pretty titty assassin
Lookin’ for some action
If you want compassion, I’ll be pussy basshin’
Baby hit me up like ’yo, what the fuck happened? ’
’was it somethin’ I did? was it my three kids?
You don’t love me no more, was it the wave or the wig? ’
I’m tryna be nice, so I’m sittin’ there thinkin’
But I had to tell the bitch ’baby your breath be stinkin’ (ha ha)
Niggas, spendin’ they last, tryna hustle for ass
You bought a cadillac truck, but you can’t buy gas
Insurance is a bitch, I hope you don’t crash
But when you do, let me buy them rims and slap ’em on my jag
When it come to fasion, don’t make me start flashin’
Break a bitch off, and have that whole tire slashin’
I’m leather, you’re leather, together we be clashin’
Quik! hit ’em with the chorus, homie start bashin’!
(chorus) {4:06}
Put your pussy in my faaace...and i’ll
(let me lick you laaady)
Lick you ’till I feel the taaaste...
(would you, would you)
{repeat 2x}
Feel the taste...
Feel the taste...of lovin’ you
Feel the taste...
Feel the taste...of lovin’ you
(Snoop Talking)
Wassup dog?
Wassup my nigga, how you doing dog?
Man, I'm chilling my nigga
How you livin'?
Shit, I'm livin' it up baby
Really, ohh really, shit
It's all great then
I'm glad to see ya, basically
Yeah, yeah
But on the real though dog
How you living though?
Who me? Shit
(Snoop)
I got two boys and a wife
I live a luxurious life
And I'm respected in this game
Cause I do's the same
Man, look here
Let me spit you something for a second
Cause I see y'all ain't been peeping out my record
I see ladies, I see players, and I see haters
And all you fools who perpetrate us, I'll get back with ya later
I got a plate of shrimps, laughing with some pimps
Chopping game, while my diamond's swinging
Banking off my gold chain
(Butch Cassidy)
My time has come
The way it's done
No more being strung
Around just like a bun
My dues are paid
Darkness was paved
Let's go find some shade
Then we've got it made
(Snoop)
Money ain't everything dog, but I tell ya
If I didn't have it, i'd be labelled as a felon
So, as long as I breathe, I achieve
Keep god first in my life, I know that's right
And I prevail, whether I do or don't sell
It ain't about that, it's about giving back
We trying to get our live on, while you jib on
Let a homie get his sang on, instead of his bang on
(Butch Cassidy)
My life's my friends
And it's gonna be here till the end
It brought me a past
Out the hood, so I know it's gonna last
Down by the sea
Is where all the ladies see me
They tried to flash
Be down, but I had to make a dash
(Snoop)
He went from a bucket to a benz, from some change to some ends
From his homies in the pen, to his balling friends
You know, flossy, flossin, bossy, bossin, boss
But I paid the cost
(Butch Cassidy)
I wanna go
As far as I can go
Just not loco though
Japan and even Tokyo
(Xzibit talking)
Yeah broadcasting live to your radiostation
This is Snoop Dogg
You know what I'm saying
Yeah giving a shout out
Mr X-to-the-Z-Xzibit
To all the homeboys on Dogghouse Records
Like this
(Insert)
(Snoop Talking)
187.4fm on your dial
W-Balls
[convict 2/sadat x]
Oh my goodness! look what they sendin through nowadays
Ah, it’s a light-weight
And he got a smirk on his face like it’s all of that
Yeah, well we gone see what it is
[convict 1/xzibit]
What you in for, everything under the sun
Recently, got me first degree wit a hot gun
That’s my third strike, so xzibit can’t go home
Fight to see daylight like sylvester stallone
Don’t ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the d-low
My family might mistake you for an undercover c-o
Last one that tried didn’t make it past bookin
Five times in the neck when everybody was lookin
[convict 2/sadat x]
You see the judge, but he don’t budge
That’s you’re third felony, I believe strike three
Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel granite
Lost to the world, your moms and your girl
Keep your weight up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, straight up
Wit the shank, get more time in the tank
Ask hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
They gave him life and now another cat is fuckin his wife
[convict 1/xzibit]
Just because I’m locked down don’t mean the hustlin stop
Her-oine and beer joints twenty dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so today I’m lettin you slide
But tomorrow you’ll be confronted wit the two’s in the side
If you a smart mothafucker, you’ll be fallin wit mine
Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time
We’re I’m from, time is money and got neither to waste
Once in a while catch a cannanite in the wrong place
Beat him down, break the strongest hand, piss in his face
Strike fear, play the rear, ’fore he catchin a case
Low-class, got a dozen free visitors pass
Plus the female c-order wanna give me some ass
Chorus [sadat x] 2x
This is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you don’t, well it’s only your loss
You’re only here cuz you tried to force and be the boss, ha
Handle your time like a man yo
[convict 1/xzibit]
So it’s my twenty-third birthday, drinkin brew-no
You know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate
Fuck stayin straight, hair braided by this muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps
Niggas say 'who the fuck is that? '
The x-man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you don’t wanna fuck wit these
Murders and felonies keep you company ('yeah!')
[convict 3/kid creole]
And yes y’all, come on in ('yeah')
All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft booty-ass shook niggas ('yeah')
Yeah bitch, welcom to central booking ('yeah')
A sleep-over for pimps, private hustlers ('yeah'), drug slingers, and gun
Clappers
Even bitch-ass, shook-ass niggas ('yeah') like y’all
Get on your ? ('yeah'), get out the blood on your ? married character?
Kitten-ass faces ('yeah'), niggas about to beat you all down to the last stop
*echoes*
[convict 2/sadat x]
I’m all good, as I telephone my hood
At first I was shook, tried to play by the book
But you can’t bid your time by stayin in the cell
I’m gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner
Where I’m in fat pink caps, new york to california
Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
Givin cats pills, and tell em 'yo try those!'
Niggas try to scheme but my team is tight
We as shady as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but don’t act like a sucka
Ain’t you ain’t got to be the wildest mothafucker
Use control, put a cat in whole if he’s broke
And let em know, I just wanna serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some dough
Aiyyo I ain’t tryin to jail, somebody post my bail
Chorus
[convict 2/sadat x] (convict 3/kid creole)
Yo man shhh, I need some new kicks man
(oh what? oh shut the fuck up!)
Somebody got some at least some money man (nigga what!)
Or something man, I ain’t get no letters man
(you gone be my bitch tonight, what)
Niggas forgettin about me man
(I’ll poke y’all, don’t come on the island)
Namsayin, supposed to be my crew
(don’t be on the island when I get there)
Can’t even make collect phone calls
(mothafucker, what ah um!)
Tryin to jam my collect calls now
(you will be mines tonight mothafucker!)
Nobody ain’t home, nobody wanna write me (mine you hear me!)
I ain’t got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin
(you’ll be mine tonight mothafucker!)
Ain’t nobody put no money on my book
(don’t fall asleep tonight bitch!)
It’s like I’m starvin in here
This ain’t no fun
[xzibit]
Millenium shit
Limp bizkit, ha, x to the z
Yeah, ha
Bringin it live to you and yours
Ladies and gentlemen, ha, ha, ha
My homeboy, yo get at ’em dog
Hook: fred durst
You don’t wanna fuck with, me today
Cuz a little somethin, somethin didn’t, go your way
So try not to be like, that today
Cuz I’m a real motherfucker from ’round the way
We don’t give a fuck when we’re rockin the place
We’re only givin a fuck if you’re invadin the space
So getcha, getcha groove on [gotta getcha groove on]
Don’t keep us waitin too long [don’t keep us waitin too long]
[fred durst]
Don’t you treat me like a toy kid
Do you enjoy this
Every single second I’m alive I’m a mess
Got these laser beam mic checks
Communicatin through the genelect
High tech, keep you on the run now
Don’t wanna be that, guy
Every single second I’m alive, i’m, alive
I, don’t understand why
I got control, full of candy in your soul while
Pumpin up the sweetness
This is what you need
Another little piece of me inside of you
Cuz you know that I always keep it true (keep it true)
And that’s exactly why I do just what I do
Yeah, it’s what I do
Hook
[xzibit]
I got breakneck delivery, no time for chivalry
Extraordinary ability, shit longevity
Dig deep in your soul and find yourself
Cuz mind control can turn y’all to someone else
So fast, your head’ll probably spin the fuck right off
Me and fred about to go half on microsoft
Me and limp burnin twenty percent
Your little half ass direct hits ain’t even makin a dent
What an event, all hell xzibit and limp
As we attempt to bring home the championship
It’s all in the wrists I still leave the league an assist
Gimme the fifth, I’m drinking while I’m takin a piss, bitch
Hook
[xzibit]
I got untapped material, I serial kill shit
Gimme the real shit, x finish ’em all quick
Makin your jaw split when I’m touchin the mosh pit
Constant conflict, knockin faggots unconscious
Nauseous, raisin the stakes, increasin the weight
Got homies I can lay down that lift they plates
So quit trying to invade my space
Before I call for a face to face, and gotta rest my case like...
[durst]
This is how we do it
Just recognize we keep gettin right to it
Lookin through these eyes, look into these eyes
And you’ll see the size of the flame
Then you might despise the size of my game
Step the fuck back, xzibit’s on the track
You should’ve buckled up before your head hit the dash
You gotta hate that, a demo from an eight track
Brought me to a place, where platinum comes in eight stacks, bitch
Hook to end
[xzibit over hook]
Limp bizkit ladies and gentlemen
C’mon! yeah!
Takin this shit over for motherfucking 2000, 2001
Limp bizkit, mr. x to the z, xzibit
Kickin a mudhole in you bitch ass motherfuckers
Yeah! ha! it don’t stop what, it never stop huh
Like this! huh
Yeah, yeah, 2000
R.i.p. roger troutman, yeah, yeah
Verse one: xzibit
(see look look)
I grab the mic and start breakin down niggas
Wit out no problem
Broadcastin live from the bottom/aint no mic checkin worse/
Kick some rhymes if you got/but if it’s wack
I draw back the cap for the peelin
Should of stuck to rock dealin
Cuz it’s the blood stealin/super vill..
Chill..stayin high like the ceilin
See there ain’t enough room for the both of us
See it’s a showdown/throw down
Your best style I’ll bust
(yo)i write rhymes that make niggas throw they sets up
Couldn’t hold my style if you had a pair of handcuffs
In all disrespect
I’ll snatch you by your neck
And do a suplex and step
So nigga you can check my credentials
Just hard rhymes and instrumentals
Xzhibit smash you wit a dental
And a loaded pistol
No longer lookin in the window
I’ll bust a field wit indo
Killin quarts of beer
Sadie’s outta here...
Verse two: mc breeze
Like a fuze/start spreadin the news
Its 94 and breeze is givin niggas the blues
I paid my dues/and now it’s time to go on to the next mode
Make room for the kaboom/cuz I’m about to explode
And drop bombs like a b1/cops I seize none
And niggas step up/i soak emcseason
3 seconds to detinate/you betta evacuate
No time to hesitate/you fuckin featherweight
I ain’t the type to pic up the mic
And catch the stage fright
I’ll pull a gauge if I ain’t paid right
To the promoters on tour
Short me a buck and a buckshot and the barrel is yours!
I’m psycho pathic like manson
Aint wit the dancin
But still I get more cheers than ted danson
More dough than marino or roles than pacino
You beatin me? that’s only in your dreams ho
I’m not sayin I’m unbeatable/i’m sayin I’m untouchable
Livin comfortable just like a huxtable
Plus I’m rollin wit the cross roads
Movin fast foward/while you other suckas
Stuck in a pause mode
I goes deep like a great white
But I’m a stay black
No matter how high the pay stacks
Or if my rep gets bigger
You might get take this nigga out the ghetto
But not the ghetto out this nigga.....
Verse three: j-ro, tash
For the balls basketballs
Microphones gassin grass(hey)
Some of the few things j-ro likes to pass
93 mandingo/94 I’m the pharoah
Cuz I’m b-bbad to the bone marrow
I get wild
Wit more styles than the martial arts
I need weed
I roll more grass than golf carts
April 92 you no the ro was a looter
Now I’m writin raps on my lab-top computer
J-ro the tittie fiend/rap dean/wearin green
Been on the scene/since the age of 13
I learned I had to earn the mic
Now’s my turn
I got furious styles like larry fishburne...
Wit da bitches tunin me in
Like it’s the young and the restless
Next up to bust my shit
From the l-i-k-s’s
Yes it’s the freshest
Wit lyrics rough around the edges
I’ll smoke you on the mic
Like a pack of benson hedges
But..hold up wait
I’ll bust rhymes that’ll circulate
That’ll wake yo punk ass up like mc eiht
Cuz I be rockin rhymes
Since the roof was on fire
So point me to the bitch who’s the dopest butterflyer
I’ll make her break it down like she patra when I catch ya
Broadway is on the tables
While I throw these lyrica atcha
So....slow down before ya fuck wit my sound
You betta do the hokey pokey
And turn ya self around...
[Vocoder Box]
Never understood how we did it,
How we made this music groove your very soul.
[Erick Onasis]
Yo! I'm at the game
In a rented V-12 Benz outback
Going to see Shaq
Inside twenty thou', Whoa!
Is he the best in the NBA? Right now.
Lakers no joke
Aint nothing funny
Shaq dunked on Dale Davis
Making' 'em a poster bunny (Yeah!...Yeah!)
That is the basics
Kobe Bryant in the Matrix
High flying over Rik Smits
On any court
Lakers dominated the sport
Cause Mark Jack' ain't doing jack
Don't get confused the NBA rules
Pacers can't incorrect and got abused
I bring ruck to any team bringing drama
Make 'em feel it, like 2 Pac's "Dear Mama"
Yo! Shaq attack...He's back
The Lakers be all the way and that's that...Uhh!
[Vocoder Box]
[Dj Quik]
Erick Sermon...Xzibit...and guess who?...
Ay! Tell me what you get when
The Lakers, Xzibit, the game get down with the E Double?
You get Kobe trouble
Shaq make the court bubble (Make it bubble)
Rock the ? so hard you shake they break out to the ground
And dig 'em out of B rubble, partying
Happy that you shook the whole crib
And when y'all win the title this year, I got dibs
Cause this is how we do it here
It's ironic that y'all done stepped into a room
Of purple-yellow chronic
Fat booty women sparkling
Trying to take you to a star
Trying to get Fox to recognize they know who you are (Say What!)
Can't you see the purple carpet, they lay it out
And if you got a fantasy Fisher they play it out
We big ? balling dudes; from the gate
We been waited on and hated on since eighty eight
Now cross my team and cross my path
And we go get y'all way down
From the Staple Center and I betcha that...
[Vocoder Box]
[Xzibit]
Yeah!...Ha!...Yeah!
Ladies and Gentlemen, I presented to you
Yeah!...Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit...Yeah!
Los Angeles Lakers...C'mon!
Bouncing'...Yeah!
Y'all gonna take it all the way, Baby!...Yeah!
Listen...Look...Uhh!
I'm the spin doctor, Phantom of the Opera
Los Angeles Lakers would break 'em off proper
Shootblocker, take a couple of 3's and a free throw
Shaq go for the slam and smile for the people
Rick Fox, big shoots like a buglers pick locks
And when we put it down
Make the crowd get loud, wanna act wild
Indiana slow your pace down, Look at you now
Just pack it up and go into town
Spice your mouth, Y'all still all chickens
Extra points like a field goal kicking
You could hack Shaq all day
But y'all still ain't wining
Xzibit walking away with the champs
With y'all team is cheap in the stands
Give it up to the
Trunk shit
Burnin motherfuckers to the third degree
Burnin all the way to four when it's time for an encore
Hardcore, unexplanable like the Trinity
Taking out the enemy with double shots of Hennessey
And ain't no such thing as a survivor
Seal the blunt with saliva set it on fire
While I dominate brainstorm like McGyver
I make fakes deteriorate like Richard Pryor
Now who's the liar, who's the man with the answers
Am I the Xzibit or breakin down like branches
Tryin to survive in this high price of livin
That's only most niggaz is dead or in prison
And a whole new style of livin
We are at an all time low like Jacques Cousteau
We got the minors and the majors and I just went pro
I'm like Shadrac Meshack Abendago
It's way too hot niggas gotta shake the spot
We put you all up in knots but yo it's all for a reason
As long as I'm sweatin and breathin it's open season
On any emcee that flash his brights in my gunsights
In the shade, paid, from the bitch-made
Took the test made the grade now we in the cut
You can't handle the static you don't wanna turn it up
Your eyes my shine, teeth may grit, and all of that shit
But you still won't step so come next
to a whole new style of livin
Burnin motherfuckers to the third degree
Burnin all the way to four when it's time for an encore
Hardcore, unexplanable like the Trinity
Taking out the enemy with double shots of Hennessey
And ain't no such thing as a survivor
Seal the blunt with saliva set it on fire
While I dominate brainstorm like McGyver
I make fakes deteriorate like Richard Pryor
Now who's the liar, who's the man with the answers
Am I the Xzibit or breakin down like branches
Tryin to survive in this high price of livin
That's only most niggaz is dead or in prison
And a whole new style of livin
Xzibit Lyrics Index
[rah digga]
Yeh, check it out now (uhh uhh uhh)
Rah digga y’all, dirty harriet (uhh!)
Kweli, xzibit, new millenium! (c’mon, check it)
[all] one, two, three, four
[rah] grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old school shit from junior high (heyyy!)
[all] one, two, three, four
[rah] jersey’s finest in the house, punchlines and metaphors
Make your foul ice grill, thug grimy on the real
Puttin heads to bed like hennessey and nyquil
[rah digga]
Convertible style, still had the heat knockin
Bumpin shit from way back with my man beatboxin
Shootin the breeze - see I’m nice with these
You’ll be suckin it down like fast food high-c’s
Type of rap bitch that love underground classics
Gettin more green than that nigga st. patrick
Makin wack rappers go and merc the set {*dial-up sounds*}
Better off behind a desk tryin to surf the net
Cause I be adamant, kill ’em when my joints get added in
Worse than boric acid in your project cabinet
Dirty harriet, increase the fanbases
Leavin non-writin cats stuck on the plantations
Mini-skirts with tights, eatin lunch with whites
Leave the party over here like they israelites
Got cali brooks critics, ta’ kwe’(? ? ) xzibit
Gonna rock shit down like he can’t get no visits
[all] one, two, three, four
[t.k] rock the whole world like the rolling stone tour (ah-ahhh!)
Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threat
By a nervous terrorist who’s so scared that his palms wet
[all] one, two, three, four
[t.k] the stuff legends are made of, urban folklore
Like jim morrison we break on through
Before I care about your take on me, we take on you
[talib kweli]
Yo, yo, yo
We bring it straight to your face from the start, yo
Rage against the machine, break it apart
Might be over your head, but it’s straight from the heart
I show my love in the light while y’all hate in the dark
Straight to apocalypse is where I’m takin the art
Givin niggaz battle scars, always makin my mark
You fakin the part of gangster, til niggaz break in your spot
You straight bitch whether I say it or not
Shit is hot, spittin flames on the track
Put our town’s names on the map
From now until we fadin to black
Where we at? thug rebels love metal clubs ghetto
When the slugs let go like frankie beverly
Forever we stack notes like the treasury, flow heavenly
Get you high on speech laced with obscenity
Niggaz be gassed like cipher sounds, and need rescue remedy
Then fall the fuck off like limbs affected with leprosy
[all] one, two, three, four
[x2z] why the fuck can’t mc’s mc no more?
Hardcore til somebody put me under the ground
With a dick in your ear, still couldn’t fuck with my sound
[all] one, two, three, four
[x2z] takin me straight to the weed spot, then to the liquor sto’
'gimme some mo’' like busta bus’, who do you trust?
Swingin through, your favorite neighborhood lush
[xzibit]
I’m i-rate, usin your body for live bait
Xzibit rockin them heavy gems you can’t take
Dilate, cock back the weight, spread hate
Heavy metal we settle and set shit straight
Hit gates in my younger days, from the policeman
Me and my clan used to dance thicker than quicksand
Supply and demand the hand is quicker than the eye
Find some chickens to fry, while you find it hard to stick to your lie
I see through the tricks, destroy the facade
Your little lungs is too weak to hotbox with god
Rah digga, first lady of the flipmode squad
Gotta be hard like a young nigga walkin the yard
For the first time, we ain’t the niggaz you let shine
Expect mines to blow lines like coke everytime
I’m an alkaholik nigga so I finish the fifth
You at the front door bitchin because you ain’t on the list
It’s like
[all] one, two, three, four..
Yeah (ohhhhhhh) hehehe (aight y’all, aight y’all..)
Yeah (here we go)
[all] one, two, three, four..
Drugs-N-Alkahol baby! Ahhh!
Uhh.. mm that's funky.. ohh!
Huh, I'm Mr. What-The-Fuck-You-Lookin-At
I'm Mr. Quick-To-Run-And-Get-The-Gat
Treat you like the hoosd like a diplomat
Xzibit used to push a 'llac, now I'm Range Rovin'
Takin over never sober, bear witness like Jehovah
Enemies fall like October
Restless standin tall like a soldier
We thick like the first Motorola brick cellular phones
cut to the bone, celebratin "Dre Day"
Love it or leave it alone (ha hah)
Just consider me the heir to the throne
The lifestyle of the savage and well known protectin my owns
Rolling stone bringin it home, time for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
by any means, retreatin to the Phillipines
to meditate, liftin train like a heavyweight
Hit you and run with a California license plate
When y'all niggaz stop actin like bitches
bitches stop actin like niggaz we can all clock figures
Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
They all on my dick, FUCK THAT SHIT!
When y'all bitches stop actin like niggaz
niggaz stop actin like bitches we can all get riches
Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
FUCK THAT SHIT! We can all get rich!
Doggy Dogg is bout to blow up
All.. these Snoop Dogg haters need to slow up, sho' nuff
Know what? X, the game is gettin sewn up
but I'm speedin 'em up and leavin 'em
I'm buckin 'em til they bleedin bruh
Hold up, FUCK THAT, you tryin to get swoll up
by the mic controller, clip reloader
Frozen exposure, condos of a composer
Sick like a bowl-of, a bowl of deez nuts
Fuck him up, cross him out, then toss him out
With the stamp on his head, nigga Dogghouse
Nigga I'm universal crackin Down South (ya heard?)
Poppin my collar with my dick in your girl's mouth, ha ha
You act like you a dude you get smashed on
Full out my bitches with your fucked up attitude
Nappy-head hoes, worse than bitch niggaz
I treat 'em all the same, bitch check yo' game!
With the flick of a wrist, send you deep into the abyss
I don't pop Cryst', but will pop a nigga with this
Made my way to the top of the list, raised your fifth
Anything to keep it movin make it harder to hit
We survive when you thought we was finished and done
Lookin over my cold shoulder is Attila the Hun
The gatling gun, guillotine, Don King's American Dream
Since sixteen, shoulda been a marine
Makin the whole scene collapse, millenium raps
Why fight for scraps, relax and take the whole plate witcha
The penny pitcher with a whole lot of come and get ya
You gettin my picture or do I have to let 'em hit ya? HUAHH!
Feel the adrenaline rush whenever I bust
Got eyes in back of my head
The people the I trust is just like me
Full of spite with very large appetites
I'm too complex to break down in black and white
(AH-AHHH!) Niggaz, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ahhh
Yes.. X to the Z, D-O-double-to-the-motherfuckin-G, OOOH-WEE!
Ahh.. this shit funky right here my nigga
Yeah, +Open Bar+ nigga, we gettin fucked up
Three four in the morning, ain't no time limits
Huh huh, you ain't tryin to hotbox with us nigga
Roll some X, y'know!
Ahh.. niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
[dj hurricane]
East, west, check this out
Check it, ye-yeah, ye-yeah
East east, west west, south south..
[chorus: dj hurricane]
I got that east coast connect, west coast connect
Dirty south connect, so show some respect
When my niggaz comin through you see we comin correct
Who are you, what you do, who you tryin to threat?
[xzibit]
I’m the wrong cat to call out; we fall out
The police gon’ have some dead bodies to haul out
All out in the open for the world to see
Avire-x to the z-i, b-i-t
V.i.p., you’re small time, three on three
Cause you can’t ball accurately, tackle the beast
Stomp it down, slap it with heat, bitch behave
Shit, we blaze to make a nigga act his age
I’m tryin to write the phrase that pays
You kick it with gays, dykes, and all type of wackness
Preach what you practice
Here we seperate the real niggaz from the actors
A&r;’s, mc searchin, suck my cactus!
Blackness surround your sight and sound
As xzibit hit you and you hit the ground
My chips ain’t never gon’ be down, watch me smoke
And flatline the first nigga to cross this line
[chorus]
[gipp]
It’s the gipp goodie, we kick the soul slang
To yo’ block, or they streets, we all gon’ hang
We like to shine and ride, bump corners in our bumper cars
Top down, with the candy paint job
Import export up and down the highway
Old ladies transportin straight through the skyways
In the corner in the five(? ) I got purple haze
Fat knot short sess with the tree ton(? )
These streets we run, rapper refund
You ridin up but we want yo’ flows old like girbauds
We hold, everything it takes to create the odes
To north to the west to the south again
If it’s war that you want just pull the pin
Rules we don’t break ’em, we refuse to bend
If you don’t build right you better take yo’ ass home
Cause some catch stray bullets all alone
[chorus]
[pharoahe monch]
I got the chevy impala shit, street scholar with
Collarless, japanese aikido with, rottweiler mixed
Top dollar dick now, swallow my whole nut rap
Gun in my mouth, pop shit, still sayin, 'fuck that'
You have to listen, brew, trapped in a tragic addiction
Styles, multiply like japanese mathematicians
Cut cause chaos - my kicks kill criminals
I’m the subliminal adolf
I’m the bomb that’s attached to the time of a ticker
Figure or swastika
Quicker to pick a form of execution, pull it
Bullet, to the head instead of eletrocution
The rambunctious, bump in yo’ trunk shit
Totally insane, hurricane with pharoahe monch, gipp
Xzibit the west coast (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New york wearin slippers and the south wearin hoodies
[chorus 3x]
[dj hurricane]
Ye-yeah, uh-huh, ye-yeah
Give it up, uh-huh (dirty south) ye-yeah, ye-yeah
Give it up, uh-huh, give it up, shake it
Uh-huh, kick it (dirty south) uh-huh
Shake it.. uh-huh, shake it
C’mon, give it up (dirty south)
{*fades out*}
'the first up on the mic, is my homeboy xzibit *echoes*'
Verse one: xzibit
If it wasn’t for the west
These rap niggaz wouldn’t need a vest around they chest
Keeping bustin about, where you at? and what you owe, and what you drive?
So the day some niggaz come for you I’m really not surprised
Mr. black bruce willis
Please don’t kill us
I show mercy like kevorkian
Like a scorpion
I sting you from behind and put it in you
Meet me at the venue, put you on the spot to put you on the menu
Its the mc, I be the one that keeps the bitches hot
Xzibit living life, like a ball inside a ? riders slot?
Dripping everything cause you ain’t even got a dime to drop
Go ahead and call the cops; you ain’t did nothing
Jerry spring you out the studio, me and suge knight into the parking lot
Niggaz ain’t ready for all the shit I’ve got
Look at yourself crushing xzibit with your tough talk
That’s like christopher reeves doing a crip walk
Chorus:
Cali kings is fresh out the box
Yeah, straight up, night on the rocks
*repeat*
Verse two: likwit
Knock your songs
Is defendin minor foes
Every squeeze I let a minute
? to freeze and stay cold?
I prepare to blast hoes
Cause they say these flows is lethal
I’m peepin through my peephole
They sneekin up on me though
Rico got a pistol, nasa got a missile
Likwit got too drunk so now the party is official
I bounce until the end and still set it with bad credit
Got a wack-ass record deal but I signed before I read it
But don’t regret it, everything is so pathetic
When the water’s gettin deep you can drown or you can tread it
I battle with finesse, like my niggaz giving quest
In these ? ? ? we got props, we taking less
So, don’t touch that stereo
Or your people will becoming to your burry, yo
The ever sorry yo can blast, I’m here to blow it through the roof
I snatch the money and the hoes and disappear like boo! *echoes*
Chorus 2x
Verse three: baka boy
Yo it’s the ? ? with baka boys, rings and cali kings
I’ve never been the one for police but like sing
Every breath you take and every move I make
Shot heard around the world from the golden state
I’m off the ringer with mine, your jerry springer with yours
Your gettin missed like a bitch and I can keep out your jaw
You hold your mop and run shop
Before I known to blow spots
Baka boys ain’t no choice so blastin on your block
I hold it down in the crowd for cali kings
And john p. and no p, no sing-sing
Laser tape, my name shall be ? regularly great?
I buy no plate, green trees roll, into lock and gate
B-a-k-a-b-o-y
Who would believe baka boys with the four eyes?
And like primo and guru you know my steez
Big shot to the city in the valley, cali kings
Likwit crew coming through I pay due
Cali kings, cali kings
Chorus 2x
[xzibit]
Yeah.. time to bring yo’ ass to the table y’all
It’s x to the z xzibit, yeah (where you at? )
Snoop double-d, uh, o.g. (west coast, los angeles)
What, bringin it live, with dr. dre, what?
{*xzibit makes the 'ghetto bird' sound*}
Throwin up a big-ass w, coverin up the world right?
Yeahhh! hah, listen look
You ain’t tryin to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Goin down by the second round, all hail the underground
How dat sound? xzibit backin down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit
Glass and metal in every direction
Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson
I’m the reason there’s no time to reach for that weapon
And reason why niggaz with problems keep on steppin
Xzibit ready to scrap, like mike tyson with his license back
Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that
For me? it’s blasphemy, you fuckin around
With the sundance kid and butch cassidy
You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the x
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot
While other rappers gettin 'treated like a prostitute'
So check the soundscan
Chorus one: snoop dogg
All I wanna be was a g, ha
My whole life, nigga please, ha
Breakin off these motherfuckin keys, ha
Let’s get these motherfuckin g’s, ha
Nigga you don’t wanna fuck with this..
[snoop dogg]
Hmm.. aww nah, big snoop dogg
Back up in the heezee bay-bay
You jockin my style, 'you so cra-zy'
Dre say, ain’t +no limit+ to this
As long as we drop gangsta shit
Look here bitch, you fine and I dig your style
Come fuck with a nigga, do it +doggystyle+
I’ll be gentle, sentimental
Shit, we fucked in the rental
Lincoln, continental
Hmm, coast to coast, l.a. to chicago
(yeah nigga you know what’s happenin man)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(these bitches know what time it is)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
(hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me man)
I get the pussy everywhere that I go
(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
Chorus two: xzibit
Bitch please, get down on your God damn knees
For this money chronic clothes and weed (look)
You fuckin with some real o.g’s
Bitch please
Bitch please, get down on your motherfuckin knees
We came to get the motherfuckin g’s
Yeah, you fuckin’ with some real o.g’s
You dick-tease!
[snoop dogg]
Bitch, please! now what you need to do is
Hem my coat, and roll me some dough (f’real)
Different strokes (uh-huh) for different folks
Oh, you like settin niggaz up and gettin them loc’s
A cute lil’ bitch with a whole lotta heart
Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
She say she gots a lick for me (well hook it up)
Worth about, two hundred g’s and thirty keys
Now check this out dre, now if I don’t move
Then a nigga like me, shit I don’t lose
But you know me, dogg I’m movin
Ain’t nuttin to it, but to get to groovin
You been, waitin on a nigga like me (whas’ happenin)
To take that chance and rob yo’ man and beat up the pussy
A victim of the circumstance (yeah right)
That’s the devil, they always wanna dance
See we go out with a bang (bang bang!)
I’m tryin to work this cold thang, and take this whole thang
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo’ sho (fo’ sho)
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo’ sho (fo’ sho)
Outro: nate dogg (repeat 4x to fade)
Aiyyo.. aiyyo aiyyo; you don’t wanna step to me
Still claimin d.p.g. - til the day I d-i-e
Lemme explain to ye why niggaz act like bitches
See, cuz a bitch won't what?
I ain't talking about a woman
I ain't talking about a lady
Or you motherfuckas listening to the album, like,
"Why you always gotta say 'bitch'?"
Cuz you females can see it yourself
There are bitches out there
Like there's punk ass nigga
There's bitch ass niggaz
And there's men
There's ladies
There's hoes
There's women
And there's bitches
Niggaz act like bitch ass niggaz
Cuz they want to jock the nigga that got it going on
Just like a stanky bitch!
A bitch ass nigga is a male ho!
That nigga's backstage
Knocking at the door,
"Can I get in for free?"
No, bitch! You ain't got no pussy!
Bitch ass nigga, what you serving in this equation?
One plus one equal two
That will never happen with me and you.
Bitch ass nigga
Bitch ass niggaz will come to your door
And knock and say,
"Remember me?"
No, nigga, I don't remebmer you
Cuz when I was creating me you told me I would never be me
Not if I am
Here your motherfucking bitch ass is
Saying, "Can I take a free ride"
Fuck you, and your momma for fucking your daddy and having your ignorant bitch
That's a bitch ass nigga
{xzibit}
Mi casa es su casa
Mi raza es su raza
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Kid frost
This is big business, understand me?
Yeah, you can’t take no for a answer
Welcome to the world of big business, lives get broken and made
You’re walkin barefoot in a room full of razorblades
We’re playin catch with a hand grenade
Cause what you faggot niggas caught
Spread you all over the asphalt
Walk the walk, talk to nobody
Spark the chrome shotie
Whenever they run up on your home, gotti
Gangsta, gangsta, read all about it
Xzibit get your whole shit crowded
And packed to capacity
You actually had the audacity
To want some problems with the x man
Lift you off your feet with the back of my left hand
Learn one of life’s hard lessons
You can’t negotiate with a weapon
When it’s fully loaded and cocked
Hollow points shot
Next to the firing pin, with the hammer ready to drop
I took you off, so accept the loss
Crack open some olde english that’s covered with frost
And it’s like that
[ chorus ]
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
For this is the season for stackin the papers
Chasin my chips till my last days
Hit a million dollar lick and split it three ways
{frost}
I’m in pursuit of them hundred dollar big faces
Wrapped in rubber bands in em bulletproof briefcases
Please understand automatically
One squeeze of the trigger cause tragedy
Casually fucked around and got your whole family mad at me
My strategy: subtract enemies mathematically
Frost will kick your head off slow, you ain’t as bad as me
50/50 - half gangster, half hustler
One side’s about my business, and the other side’s a muthafucka
So when I creep, I crawl, I’m like swiss-made
Fuck are you, bitch-made, I slice you with my switchblade
Razor, got the h-k with the laser
Slid the enterpriser, rent a 99 black blazer
I shot straight at merino
Thousand dollar suite, layin low at the peppermint casino
I been a player before I had riches
And now I’m eatin steak and crab and fuckin bad bitches
[ chorus ]
{jayo felony}
I don’t give a fuck about not one of y’all
Disrespect this here, nigga, it’s real clear I’m gunnin y’all
When night falls, nah fuck, night flies a kite
I take flight like delta, nigga, helter skelter
Who the fuck could you call to help ya
Nigga, good health couldn’t help ya
Put the ’s’ in spit, bust your tightest shit, never felt ya
Could you picture yourself in the same room when I let these off
Two rivals, suicidal, take the strap and squeeze off
But before you do it, I take the heater and shoot both your knees off
Let him suffer, can’t get enough of, I’m rougher
Go get my ammunitions and paper, nigga, cause it’s a habit
Let off on ya in a 600, or let’s call em rabbit
Is it tragic how the automatic made you breathe like a asthmatic
Static, what’s that? that shit that get up in my fabric
I’m into bitches and beamers and my chips
And I’m keepin four eyes on em schemers when I dip, bitch
[ chorus ]
Intro: xzibit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what
Snoop double, d o g, what, mr. x to the z, yeah, and kurupt
The kingpin, dogghouse records takin over the shit in the ’99
What, yeah, uh huh, yeah, bangin on you, huh
It’s the big bang theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo
Hook: xzibit
I got a big bang theory my hardcore comittee
Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
Chronic low ridin bitches with silicon tities
(we gon bounce and ball until the wheels fall off)
I got a big bang theory my hardcore committee
Gon rock and roll the streets and shake the whole city
Affiliated with thousands sent out medallions
(we gon bounce and floss until the wheels fall off
[kurupt]
Chest plates hit with gauges, sawed off, hauled off
Blast wit somethin and I breaks all the walls off
Fuck it, tie my flag around my mouth
Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket
Pistols screamin, unleashin pure fury
Smash, snatch the pockets and all the jewelry
Glass shattering, blastin, niggas scatterin
Scat, takin three to four to the back
I’m back motherfucker, live broadcast
Show my face, with my rag on, let me throw my hood in the air
Let me put ’bout two in the air
Let me show these motherfuckers that I don’t care
It’s a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost’s, crimb bosses
[pinky]
It’s goin down by the year 2 g
I’m goin be flyin through the hood, duckin, dodgin the heat
My niggas watch the street, be it rain, snow, or sleet
Us niggas gon eat, makin troops we creep
Losin the jeep, runnin on feet, survivin off the land money and
Gun in hand, operation quicksand
Aint tryin ta put the mark of the beast on my hand
I had to bless the head of a military man
Jumped into the back of the 4 door sedan
All up in the trunk was the hidden contraband
Fuck a middleman, my pistols aim directly from iran
Looking from a third eye, I spot the hidden cam
I know what you look like, I know how you think
I’m the type of bitch to pop a pill up in your drink
Hook
[cpo]
Bitch, fuck that, you bring fat rag, here’s cheese
You work your fuckin employees
You know you get all excited like that
Stack it through them hoodlum back, cuz I like it like that, bitch
I kill drama, shit get action packed
When I jump out the black stealth bomber
Cuz it’s bout, you know, I want the fuckin mansion pad
To heal that bitch sittin on
So don’t waste the fuckin cheese that you earn
Rotate the fuckin weed that you burn
Don’t fuck with bossy off the glam,
Rollin crack , blow blocks in half
[tray deee]
We rides on visitors and takes no prisoners
Handles all business and pay off the comissioner
Big time crime figure niggas gettin riches
20 inches whippin all we givin hittin switches
Twistin flippin chickens stickin victims if they slippin
Trippin, on the mission and my trigga finga itchin
Positioned at your dome, one twitch and it’s on
No remorse or second thoughts once the clip and the chrome
This is the zone, weak niggas covers get blown
Stoned killers and gorillas want whatever you want
Shake spots with bank nots, keep the thang cocked
And leave motherfuckers stripped to tank tops
We the gang, it’s our thang to mash and maintain
Gangbang slang came and ain’t gon change
All out till we fall out, fuck the world
Dogghouse style with the chucks and curls
Hook
Xzibit intro:
Yo it’s the almight xzibit. in the law house huh.
With laylaw huh and d-mac huh (ras kass).
Ntroducing huh. the nigga ras kass ha.
We all know and love him ha.
Yo let’s bring it through youknowhati’msayin’
Bring that shit through nigga. what’s up yo yo.
Ras kass:
Well it’s the r double ak triple s the letters of my name
For you and your bitch to unscramble on soul train
This arch angel got niggas hooked like crack babies
I think of bomb shit like my brain was made outta m-80s (caviar)
I flow 16 pablo escobar perverse perversion’ so fat my dick got a double chin
My mcin’ produce more seaman then wet dreamin’
Of hostin’ bet with rachel in the caribbean
C-arson home of niggas with gold visas and heaters
Sendin’ jesus subpoenas
(got you singin’ duets with selena nigga)
So sister act
Cause black nun (none) get love
And I’m a have juice till mark ferman plants the bloody glove
I drive european cars and smoke cuban cigars
Bring it phat to your ears like warren g’s keyloyds
From b-boys to d-boyz it’s like shippin’ keys from overseas
Please I move mc’s like o.z.s
Hook:
See niggas from outta town don’t even fuck around
Ras kass:
But there ain’t no angel that you can strangle los angels
Xzibit:
See handguns and girls that’s the way of the underworld
Ras kass:
There ain’t no angel that you can strangle arch angels (say what? )
Ras kass:
See left coast niggas is the craziest
I dodge shotgun pellets in the felonious los skandalous
Golden state
Home of dysfunctional gang truces
5.8 quakes where glass houses pancake (westsiiiiiide)
But I be in the hood like a rebuilt engine
Fuck what I’m benchin’ I weave through tracks like extensions (nigga)
I’m ridin’ for chips like on time on motorcycles
And for looters to get trifle
I’m like a chink on a slason swap meet roof with two automatic rifles
Puberty got me vicious
And these generation x bitches is too big for they britches
15 goin’ on 30
'i wanna fuck' written all over their faces with mack compact blowin’ kisses
Promoted like seven oasis gettin’ niggas twisted in statutory rape cases
But I write rhymes in enough white lines askin’ melle mel my punchlines
Hit from the baseline like six by nines
Crack addicts and reggie miller
That’s fo reala
I x more hollywood squares than phillis dilla
Hook:
Xzibit:
Yeah niggas from outta town don’t even fuck around
Ras kass:
But there ain’t no angel that you can strangle los angels (yeah)
Xzibit:
Welcome to the place where niggas make moves
Ras kass:
Nigga there ain’t no angel that you can strangle arch angels
Xzbit:
Handguns and girls that’s the way of the underworld
Ras kass:
But there ain’t no angle that you can strangle los angels (ha)
Xzibit:
Home of the scandalous big bad los angeles
Ras kass:
But there ain’t no angel that you can strangle arch angels
Ras kass:
You know man all I have in this world is two things man
That’s my word and my balls
Or maybe that’s three things
So on microphones I let my nuts hang like john homes
And took so many niggas out I should change my name to chaperone
D-mac and laylaw know that on mic cables
I got one thousand two hundred techniques similar to the turntable
So if it’s crem de la creme since I’m smarter I oughta
Float like dead bodies in water
Manana tell your girl this here mayatti got one extra backstage pass
If she put ’em on the glass
Cause she be jockin’ rappers that be seen with who’s who
The single charters so she blows me for a hit like cluckheads do
No mc parallels they behind bars like rick’s jail cell
To rock well I need a beat like...
Child abuse victims (ha ha)
Everything I say turn to yay
This shit was blowin’ kids away before timothy mcveigh
Hook
Xzibit outro:
Yeah yeah straight from motherfuckin’ xzibt ha ha and the lawhouse
Youknowhati’msayin’ with that nigga ras kass (he’s guilty).
Yeah yeah. break it down. it won’t stop. west coast hip hop (yo yo).
It’s the almighty xzibit (booyaka).
Wyclef talking:
Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y’all need to
Bring the heat.
Xzibit
Look, I’m inhumane livin’ in this house of pain
Stuck with a thousand street hustlers
Down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with the death I was sellin’
And for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin’
But I can’t listen to my conscience it’s nonsense
If I didn’t shoot I’d be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
Fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown xzibit get down
By liftin’ iron by the pound for the tough individual
Runnin’ run his mouth throw some hands with the general
Walk one day in the shoes of a criminal
Death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal
I’m not talkin’ about weed, jewels, & bentleys
I’m talkin’ about clean clothes, hot food, and dentyne
See what I mean livin’ with the scum of the earth
Hit with plenty of time to adjust to life on the inside
(wyclef)
Juvenile
You got me fucked up I’m innocent
Look I ain’t do this shit you don’t want to hear my side
But you believin’ that bitch
You makin’ my nerves bad I need to smoke me a jo’
’cause I know y’all ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout lettin’ me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me juv’ I can’t do nothin’ for ya
Y’all go tell that to my mother & my father
But they gon’ cus y’all so don’t you even bother
You know that shit ain’t right that bitch didn’t see nothin’
’cause it was dark at night but I guess us blacks
Look the same to y’all passin’ niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my third strike
Man I ain’t goin’ home I got 25 to life.
Qu new york, you try to criticize me I criticize you
Been the same muthafucka since in high school
Any beat I shed light to with crazy wattage
Blankin’ out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars
Learned who not to trust grew obnoxious
So niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue watch us
Circlin’ but they don’t slow down take you to court
Think you seein’ judge joe brown they just actin’
Indy’s throwin’ tyson back in another year
Fuckin’ with a nigga’s career I cock back at bust in the air
Give me space beats with plenty bass drink my hennessey straight
’til I hurl out third world clout I’ll take niggas hearts
And turn killers into girl scouts works of art
Picasso from the hydro roller-slash-hustler ceo-slash-retired soldier
Ja rule
Kill or be killed behind the wall 40 day short
Still the thought of murderer true to the sport
I bang with the best niggas them career criminals
Now I’m in with these youngins lookin’ to feel me out
Hollerin’ ’bout how they gon’ hit on me now
Niggas is real wild bangin’ before trial
New kicks new trial I don’t give a fuck
I’m playin’ the yard ox taped to my nuts
Ready to self destruct lord I don’t wanna die
But what powered your honor to hit me with 25
I know that real recognize every hustle
And die with these niggas in the struggle
Ya feel me
Reptile
Oh God shells loaded in the semi auto quoted
Unknown cat never voted picture me on the scene
Huntin’ for greens like mike meyers trick or treatin’ on halloween
Mashed down in the fatigues servin’ the fiends
Kill or be killed metal pipes under the sleeve
In the city slicker bust checks or puff cess
Ruffneck love liquor & act figures bloodsport on the streets
No gloves pullin’ knives out the ’fridge handin’ out cold cuts
Ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo’ eyes thug
You ’bout to die thug!
Call the president I’m blowin’ up ya residence
Spill acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside screamin’ free gotti
Guard your body swat teams is waitin’ with the shotty
Wyclef: y’all need to
Repeat
For all my people doin’ time keep your head up
Wyclef jerry "wonder" new millenium new millenium come on
[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? (repeat 2X)
[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 I supposed to do?
I pop bottles and hot hollow-points at each and all of you (Come on!)
A heartless bastard, high and plastered
My style is like the reaction from too much acid - never come down
Pass it around if you can't handle it
Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates
What's the difference between me and you? (What?)
About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles
Until my death, I'm Bangladesh
I suggest you hold yo' breath til ain't none left
Yo that's the difference
Chorus
[Eminem]
Aight, hold up hold up!
STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE!! I got somethin to say
Dre; I wanna tell you this shit right now while this fuckin weed is in me
(The fuck?!) I don't know if I ever told you this, but I love you dawg
I got your motherfuckin back, just know this shit
[Dre] Riiight? .. Slim, I don't know if you noticed it
But I've had your back from day one, nigga let's blow this bitch
[Em] I mean it dawg, you ever need somebody offed - who's throat is it?
[Dre] Well if you ever kill that Kim bitch, I'll show you where the ocean is
[Eminem]
Well that's cool, and I appreciate the offer
But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's momma
I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her
And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California
And have her wavin at people (Hi!) Then drop her off on the corner
at the police station and drive off honkin the horn for her
Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off
Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of
Fuck blood, I wanna see some lungs coughed up
Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up
and they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water
That's for tryin to talk like The Chronic was lost product
That's for even THINKIN of havin them thoughts thought up!
You better show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up!!
So what's the difference between us? We can start at the penis
Or we can scream, "I Just Don't Give a Fuck," and see who means it!
Chorus 1.25X
Time to snap out of it, welcome to the real world
My life like a Hitchcock flick, stick to the script
If she can't stick to the script, stick to this dick
How she actin off of the fifth? Ridiculous shit
We don't need conversation, just crowd participation
If you here on vacation we got, rules and regulations
Seperate myself from y'all, segregation
Tryin to stop Xzibit and Dre? Humiliation
Pure elevation, got me some inspiration
Two bitches in bubble baths, a beautiful invitation
Got a live occupation, live for the moment
I'm faced with an altercation manhandlin my opponents
I got eyes in the back of my head
I never sleep so they bloodshot red
Yo we so far ahead of our time
If we can stop life and press rewind
You still wouldn't catch up 'til 2K and a dime, so turn it up
Turn it up!
Turn it up
This is it!
This is it
We the shit
We the shiiiiiiiiiit
Get with it!
Give a fuck
Give a fuck
Who you wit
Who you wit
Turn it up!
Turn it uppppppppppp
Get with it!
Truthfully speakin, it's lonely up here all by myself
So I had to come down and pass around some help
From N.W.A to whatever's next
Make sure it says ANDRE YOUNG in bold letters on big checks
Your shit ain't sellin? Fuck it, get Dr. Dre on it
You got a budget? I'll get down, give me half of it
One session, one song, I'm gone
The first week, you hit the streets, a star is born
to add to my universe - let me show you
who can invade who nigga, and who can do who the worst
Warning from the Surgeon General
Watch out for fake hits and bullshit that sounds identical
Pick it up, read the credits, who you thought it was?
Twenty years in the game, with a constant buzz
Pick a year, any year, see how hot I was
Same shit today, and still don't give a fuck!
Stay.. in your place
Stay in your place nigga
You can't face, what we bringin
What we bring to the game, playa
Bounce like this
Bounce
Bounce like this
Blaze your shit
Blaze your shit
And get high for meeeeeeee
Let me give y'all niggaz somethin to hold
This product not to be sold
Know you can't cook it over a stove
You can flip it and come back with a mitt
Don't make me reach through your limo tint
I just want my twenty percent
This is dedicated to the people that spoke too soon
I think I'll stop shootin you niggaz and shoot for the moon
Motherfuckers turn respect on and off like a light switch
I'll never be seen, like Farrakhan fuckin a white bitch
Jump I won't flinch, dump I don't miss
X holdin this, I'm never losin faith or focus
So say what you gotta say, every day a holiday
We don't blow the roof, we blow the whole fuckin spot away
Organize permission like, organized crime
Organized minds, organize they nickels and dimes
Organized vocab be organizing my rhymes
Bitch ass nigga was talkin' all this shit right?
I'm like damn, you bitch ass nigga
I should sock you in your motherfuckin' mouth
Talkin' all this shit about my homie
So I chirped him (chirp-chirp)
Hey cuz, this nigga talkin' all this shit right?
Boom, the homie came up and was like
"Nigga say that shit in my motherfuckin' face"
Popped him dead in his motherfuckin' mouth nigga
Niggaz be talkin' all this shit
The only thing I wanna know is, look
See when the drama pop off, then pardon me, it ain't my fault
My back was up against the wall... thanks to y'all
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches)
You need to say it to my face if you got somethin' to say bout me
Cause that's the way it's supposed to be... but you ain't no G
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches) Wishin' you could be like me
Sometime men got some more than women
You do too good in Cali the prey start to turn to venom
You can't walk in these shoes nigga, you can't fit 'em
I'm bout five seconds away from the "let's go get him"
So nigga (say it to my face) if you're feelin' like King Kong
Mysery love company, I guess I'ma leave y'all
Until that day, you wanna tuck them nuts
And try to hit my switches and get your frame fucked up
You gotta (say it to my face), I'm right here with a 12-gauge
You talkin' to a man that plan on dyin' of old age
Until that day, I crush everything in my way
And give a fuck about what y'all say
See when the drama pop off, then pardon me, it ain't my fault
My back was up against the wall... thanks to y'all
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches)
You need to say it to my face if you got somethin' to say bout me
Cause that's the way it's supposed to be... but you ain't no G
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches) Wishin' you could be like me
Too much of anything makes you a addict
Wantin' contact with another man makes you a faggot
Patience is virtue, don't make me hurt you
I came full circle, about-face reversal
Salute the general, make yourself presentable
Analytical, every move made political
(Say it to my face) and wake up in a hospital
Huh, gutter never takin' me under
Fuckin' nerve of you motherfuckers
Thinkin' I was slippin', I was servin' you motherfuckers
X went off the deep end, I'm determined you motherfuckers
So watch how you speakin'
cause I'm listenin' closely for any pussy approachin' me
See when the drama pop off, then pardon me, it ain't my fault
My back was up against the wall... thanks to y'all
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches)
You need to say it to my face if you got somethin' to say bout me
Cause that's the way it's supposed to be... but you ain't no G
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches) Wishin' you could be like me
Nigga, you better come with the Taliban
Never been a slave or afraid of another man
X move like the brutal force of an avalanche
It ain't my fault you smoked off your chance
See motherfuckers envy what they cannot be
Mr. X to the Z, H.N.I.C.
Shh, half assed niggaz gon' shit on me
If they sentence me to five I'll be out in three
You'll be deep in the dirt for the bugs to eat
Tucked in for eternity, time to sleep
Til' that day, I'll crush everything in my way
And give a fuck about what y'all say
See when the drama pop off, then pardon me, it ain't my fault
My back was up against the wall... thanks to y'all
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches)
You need to say it to my face if you got somethin' to say bout me
Cause that's the way it's supposed to be... but you ain't no G
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches) Wishin' you could be like me
(Niggaz talkin' like bitches)
All that yackin' don't do shit
Dogg Pound homie... the homie Xzibit
Kurupt Young Gotti... Bigg Snoop... we here
Daz Dillinger... nickels and nines homie
Yeahhh!
See I was dippin through the city with a big ol' - PISTOL
Checkin out these niggaz in the Raaaange - RENTAL
I was smokin drinkin end up kind of tipsy (YEAH!)
Lookin through my rearview they followin me (huh)
I wonder why the fuck are they followin me (huh)
I seen them niggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm)
You'll never catch me slippin just me and my - PIECE
You must be smokin if you think I'ma call the - POLICE
I'm a beast, still got a crease
Still got my Converse stompin down the concrete
YEAHHHHHHHHHH - black and blue Bugati
This is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny me
My garage a mirage a collage of chrome
I look alive with the nine when I leave my home
Been on tour in Japan, been relaxed in Rome
This is grown man business, recognize the tone
If I don't recognize the number won't, answer my phone
Rockin every area code still stay in my zone
I don't play no fuckin games now bitch I'm grown
Now crack your fuckin neck to the shit I'm on
Yeah!
I be dippin through my city in a ragtop rollin
Bounce, rock, ragtop rollin
Bend the corner, AHHHHH, ragtop rollin
All up in your bitch face, ragtop rollin
Yeah, YEAH
My release, bang through the streets
We hang like orangutans, mangle the beat
Niggaz hatin, gravitatin to the lies that they tell
My reality takin over where that fiction fail
What the hell, might as well show the cards I'm holdin
Sweet taste, aromatic, backwood ROLLIN
Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the strut kit
My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck bitch?
Boomerang my change (YEAH) I rearrange some thangs
My slang click-bang and expose they brains
Then I pray, "Our Father who art in Heaven"
Got people jumpin out the buildin like 9/11
Malcolm X to the Z landin on them like Plymouth Rock (yeah!)
You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin mouth
Now e'rybody know the business, you want it come get it (c'mon)
But if you ROLLIN throw it up, let me know that you with it
Caaaaadillaaaaacs, Cooooupe Devilllllles
Oh shit I'm on wheels, rollin for reeeeeal
YEAH, I repeat, my name over beats
I binge on the finer things, you cringe in defeat
Escalation, elevation to another plateau
Sometimes ya take a few steps back to mentally grow
Here we go, what you know, campaign in motion
Straight West coast and West worldwide ROLLIN
Got that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a stash box
In case I ever find myself alone in a tight spot
Strip down my frame, repave my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Citizen Kane
Don't complain when the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like shit when you sayin my name
It's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin the belt
Cause I'm a one man army, I don't need no help
This is a – PISTOL, I use to protect myself
Careful these hammerhead hollow points is bad for your health
We just ride and get high, 'til the sun cracks the sky
Keep that heat by my side, that's how gangsters get by
Cause it's an eye for an eye, when I bust you that's fly
My gun never been shy, that's how gangsters get by
It's either ride or die...
... we just boogy, advance
The rubber band stack thick in my pants
Real gangsters make plots and plans and touch dirt
Only prayin for the day when they can wash they hands
Real gangsters leave nothin to chance at first glance
If it ain't a sho' thing then you bet' not swing
Real gangsters keep that Cutlass clean, keep the monsters mean
And when you dump it drop it right at the scene
Real gangsters got a gangsta lean
You might not talk red, black, or blue but everybody talk green
Glance to my left look over my right shoulder
Livin life in my rearview, FUCK stayin sober
Forget back I sit back and wait for the click-clack
Real gangsters want real spit so I spit that
Real gangsters don't even say it
They just hit the trunk cock it and spray it
Light up your Christmas! Yeah!
... and don't slip up
It's way too late when the bodybags zip up
Real gangsters pray for they soul when they get up
You live by the gun but you'll die by that hit up
Watch that rig up, find yo'self in a box
in a spot where the cops can't dig up
Real gangsters ain't just thugs in bandanas
Slugs and big cannons, drugs and big hammers
Real gangsters open up ya minds and expand 'em
Why was Tupac really spittin at the cameras?
Cause real gangsters get no peace, they want us six feet deep
or locked down in the belly of the beast
Real gangsters make bread, rise like yeast
Won't hesitate to put hot chrome to ya teeth
So fuck beef! Real gangsters load heat
When ya see 'em in the street better call the police, c'mon
... syndrome is a fear
that inner-city residents have of they own peers
People in they own community
usin a case where two blacks got smoked by one in '93
And ain't now nigga be the murder case
Usin and servin survival shit as a defense plea
In Cali big knot (knot)
The judicial system out here'll have you level fo' 'til you rot
It's because of the system we violence stricken
Forced to frequent the zone when the reefer's driftin
And it's hella drift cause in Southeast Danglewood
Damn near, 30 years of Bloodin and Crippin
And we inflicted with a disease mo' trip than an H-I-V
Can't nuthin protect you from a hundred, drummer 2-2-3's
You can call the police
I'm the police, I'm the police
I'm the police, I'm the police
I love my fucking rob, and I don't want to stop
Ever since I was a child, I wanted to be a cop
You know protect and serve, a couple traffic stops
I make a bust, and take something out the top
A thin blue line, we run these streets
You bang on them, but never bang on me
I cell search, stepping on pillows and sheets
I'm the police, treat a nigga just like fresh meat
I got a short wick, on some New York shit
Take you to the precinct and fuck you with a broomstick
I patrol your hood, put you on my hood
Leave you in the wrong hood, got it understood
PC 647b, that's a prostitute, plus she kind of cute
She don't want to jail, well bitch I'll tell you what
Get on your muthafuckin' knees, suck my partner up
I'm the police, I'm the police
I'm the police, I'm the police
You know a couple of muthafuckas was giving us grief
Pulled a couple strings, dodge the media beef
Ever since them niggaz in black said "Fuck the police"
I been grinding on the back of my teeth, loading my piece
Waiting for some, get back like it or not
We investigated the shots, that killed Biggie and Pac
Ever wonder why nobody ever figured it out
Cause we the ones that got to figure it out
I shout freeze at the top of my lungs
I'm the cream of the crop
You don't stop you get popped by my warning shots
And if you try to come back, with a civil suit
I sit back and watch my system take a shit on you
Order in the court, Order in the court
That muthafucka shot me, case dismissed
Ha Ha Ha Ha, police
I'm the police
You see this fuckin' badge, you see these fuckin' lights
I'm in your neighborhood rolling on you every night
You faggots run and duck, look at you scared as fuck
You see me coming in your mirror niggaz straighten up
Turn that hat around, I'm here to take you down
Hey partner look at these weapons and this coke I found
I'm going to let it slide, show you who you can trust
And if you want to keep selling, nigga you sell for us
Make you a 1030, I'll get you hands dirty
Murder for hire, professional liar
I plan to make police chief and then retire
I remember when you set your own hood on fire
I reinforce the freeways, to bring the tanks
So the next time y'all trip, fuck bloods and crips
Cause we the biggest gang in L.A.
Ramp Part, fuck with us, get blown away
I'm the police, I'm the police
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did (Hey!)
MOTHAFUCKA!
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!
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did
MOTHAFUCKA!
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
From Hennesy
Literally, I Smoke Like A Chimney
Y'all Know We Got Them Hummers Tight
We Got Them Lovers Right
They Want to Catch ya
Get Naked Begin To Spend The Night
Here You Go Some Good Advice
Come Through Steppin Light
Believe Me, Extremely Easy
To Lose Your Life
Get Em Up And Keep Em Up (X!)
They Trying To Get Me Touched
If You Gonna Swing It Nigga
Bring It I Don't Give A Fuck! (Yea!)
Better Make This Party Jump (Yea!)
Better Make This Club Bounce (Yea!)
So Take Your Shoes
Before You Step Your Ass In My House
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did
MOTHAFUCKA!
Bitch We Keep It Crackin Right
We Bring It Back To Life
Biohazard Motherfuckas
That Spreadin' Like A Parasite
We Aint The Fuckin Type
You Get The Target Site
Lee Boyd Malvo,
Can't Stop Me Now No!
Get Your Fuckin' Paper Up
We Outta Snatch It Up
Full Metal Jacket
Stay Clap Clapped In The Back Em Up
Dont Even Think About it
You Get Your Shit Rerouted
Straw For Your Food
Have You Pissin' Through A Plastic Tube
I Know You Fuckin' Hate It
We Stay Inebriated
Break out The Hennsy Bottle
Baby Your Regulated
Its Not A Fuckin Game,
You Know my Fuckin Name
I'm Number One,
With A Motherfuckin Bullet MAN!
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did
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!)
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?)
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
Lift off a mark, inhale exhaust
Can never come off soft, I cover the cost
Get lost in the sauce and the city niggas believe me
Pimping aint easy, fat meat be greasy
Hoes cant walk right, pigs never fly straight
What that West like, we rise like the birth rate
First taste of the future, we all hands on
Amputating Satan's last legs to stand on
Head strong re-match, dollar for dollar, bullet for bullet
Niggas dont want it, then dont pull it
Dont shoot it, mind polluted, deeply rooted
Cock back, ready to rock, time to do it
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 with Xzibit?)
Back for more, watch me score (with what?)
With any whore that wanna explore (with what?)
The ups the downs, the ins the outs (then what?)
Kicking that ass, dick in your mouth (so what?)
Piss on ya chest, and put it on tape (now what?)
Have all these bitches calling it rape (and what?)
Slicker than that, so pump your brakes (and what?)
Indite it, fight it, settle the case (w-w-w-w-what?)
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 with Xzibit?)
Lights camera action, show-time
We bust shit back in no time
Yo kind cant fuck with my kind
You better get ready for the war
It's so frustratin, so many hatin
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin, there's no escapin
You better get ready for the war
A shotgun fanatic, who right back at it
You get, mopped and dropped like a filthy habit
X, snatch and grab it, got you hopin I fail
Cause if I fail you'd be happy like a faggot in jail
I'm full retail, guaranteed to sell
In my jet black McClaren with my mademoiselle
I'm strong-arm steady, you fragile and frail
You think you ready for them steady niggaz? I can't tell
Sex sells so fuck you all, we came to bubble and ball
You getting shutd own soon as I touch down
Bust rounds, enemies slayed and cut down
Fully automatic spittin rounds with no sound
Break down your whole regime, like an M-16
Make sure the chamber in the barrel is clean
And the spring that's connected to the firin pin
That's connected to the trigger when I squeeze it again, begin
Look ma top of the world, the best of the best
King California, L-A-X
Out the hood, in the penthouse, from the projects
One man, one gun, how the West was won - sing!
Hit like a heavyweight, breathe deep, meditate
Make the whole crowd get loud, make 'em levitate
I ride through my city like a presidential candidate
L-A-X, Phantom double-R, and accelerate
Stack build elevate, crash through the prison gate
Generation hate, appetite to eliminate
X-Man don't spit rhymes, I ventilate
Traffic contraband, yeah banned through the interstate
Got a sick flow - didn't know? Let me demonstrate
Renovate the game, new nigga that you love to hate
The left hand lands and the right hand devastates
Half part of your face replaced with a metal plate
Irate, get snatched to a better place
Let the detached decorate with the yellow tape
Detonate, drop bombs, make the earth shake
In Brazil with a half mill' in the briefcase
Baby, do me a favor, call up Xzibit for me.
Allo?
Hello, Xzibit?
Yeah, yeah, what's up?
Hold on one second ok?
Alright
Xzibit?
Hey, what's up?
It's Ron, Hightower.
Ah, what's up dude, what's goin' down?
Eh nigga, it ain't nothin' but a party!
Yoo! shit it's goin' down?
Hey, let me tell you something.
I got some ladies over here, you know...
Hi Xzibit!
What's up?
He he, see what I'm saying.
They were just trying, you know, to tell you hello and shit
But listen why don't you do this
When you're done over there, why don't you come here and shit
You know what I'm saying?
That way they can tell you hello on person
Ah alrihgt, you want me to bring you somethin'
Hey, bring yourself, I'm sure they can handle the rest
You know what I mean?
Yeah yeah, alright, I'll be over there in a minute.
Peace!
Alright
It's a lazy Sunday night
Xzibit posted at the lab
Gettin' high as a kite
Proceed to rolll the light
It's real tight
In a paper Philly Blunts I don't need
It might fuck off the taste
Of this bomb ass weed
My nigga Tango and Breeze
Came thru we blaze a few
Together bored as fuck
Niggas down for whatever
Break left from the bomb
Phone call from Ron Hightower
Shower at his crib in a hour
All the women involved drop drawers
Don't say nothin'
Just a lota nuttin'
Fuckin' plus dick suckin'
Goddamn who was that?
Half black with the fat ass
Too much to ask if you can put them on the glass
(For me)
My name's Xzibit
I aint' tryin' to spit game
Just tell me your name
And the proportions of your frame
(38-26-32)
That's right
Xzibit now has it poppin' on Sunday night
I don't wanna save 'em
Pay em' or buy clothes
All we really wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes
You knew the game
And you still ended up on your back...
Bitches get laid like tracks
Break it down like that
With stacks of profilactics
Got ill tactics just to get you on the matress like yo
With minimal conversation
No time wastin'
Only hard penetration
Gettin' shiners on recliners
Cummin' in your faces
Stop! Get on top
I take your mind different places
Won't be satisfied till I hit every race
Color and creed in deed
All I need is weed a fly steez
Who ain't afraid to take the lead
A little dirt on your knees
Looked over saw Breeze
Laid out on the couch about to let it all out
Nigga that's the kinda shit that I'm talkin' about
I don't wanna save em'
Pay em' or buy clothes
All we really wanna do
I'm a menace, to society baby
the police want to relocate me
they run up with gun up, but they can't faze me
they wanted to come up, but they ain't crazy got
I ride one in the chain with gun on top
Six train Chevrolet rolln' without no top
got them hydraulics is dumpin and make it drop
California to Virginia, Timmy makin it hot
takin long rides in a G4 plane
X-Man to the stage got em goin insane
Yeah nigga got the world sayin my name
I'm bout to make a little change, I'm a keep it the same
X to the Z baby, run up on ya, hittin corners
Phantom platinum grill
X be the life of the party,
don't be scared girl, reach out and touch somebody
Can you feel the speakers jumpin
other cats surroundin' but they won't say nothin
Muggin in the club like they wanna do somethin
feelin kinda rowdy, huh?
Hey Now, Hey Now
All the girls mean muggin
cuz they musta seen what a girl pulled up in
In the club like they wanna do somthin
feelin kinda rowdy, huh?
Hey Now, Hey Now
Hey girl, look where I live
40 acres and a Maybach Benz
you wanted to party, but I got biz
this ain't entertainin, I'm feedin my kids
On a 4-oh-5 in the car pool lane
Got to hit some corners, I'm ridin the cane
Wanna ride out to a island, and tan your frame
and just waste away a couple of days,
Holla back at me!
Look where I rap, make the crowd get loud like the sound of a gat
LA on my baseball hat, where they wanna ride up on you in that black on black
Move, betta, bounce like a mother
when brother got mass weapons of war with each other
X getting big, not ready to die yet, my militant mindset
got you runnin for cover
I'm the life of the party,
I got a moon roof, we poppin up out of
Look at the whole world they talkin about us
I got a mean hook, to rattle ya body
I wanna talk a little, pick ya brain
wanna see you in somethin little, walk around the plane
I got a lot to gain, getting my record off the ground
like David Blaine
So now, what you know bout me?, I'm a self-made man from poverty
Now I own a lot of property
I pimp rides, lifestyles, and companies
Now let me spit you the facts
I used to hustle the corner, but I ain't bringin you that
I'm like swingin a bat, run at yo kneecaps for comin out ya face like that
baby girl touchin my chain, now let me tell you who I ain't
When I look you in your eyes I can see my own
Straight love manifested in flesh and bone
You's a breath of fresh air in this world of shit
You was born to be a soldier don't ever forget
Hit back when hit
Use force that's effective
All these bitches and women
Son, please be selective
This is California can't stick your dick in everything
We will survive necessarily by any means
Let no man ever hold you down or supress you
It's the 90's the police just arrest you,
disrespect you on occasion take life
By the time you come of age they'll probably blast on sight
It's a shame they protect them but try to serve us
When your neck is on the line stand ground then bust
In God we trust but just incase keep it loaded and locked
Ready to rock
Then shake the spot
The Foundation
You came from a long line of killers and drug dealers
Who forever smoke bud
So it's probably in your blood
Realize you can only run the streets so long
Then the streets run you into the ground then gone
It's kinda ruff trying to teach you what's right from wrong
Same shit different day
It's the same ol' song
If the time ever comes that I meet my match
Take control of my assets
Fuck startin' from scratch
Take care of your mother
Keep yourself on track
Just cause niggas get behind you don't mean they got your back
Beware of the serpent
Cause there's a time in life the mothafucker will strike
And try to make you loose sight
Don't be a fake mothafucker tryin' to keep shit real
Fill cassettes with idle threats with no guts to kill
Son if you ever pull heat
Then use it
If you got a chance to walk away
Then do it
Total domination takes full concentration in all situations
A solid foundation
You are the foundation
Begining of a new generation
I remember hospital hallway pacin'
I was anxious as fuck to see your face shine
Only to find that yours looked like mine
So it's like I'm livin' twice at the exact same time
In this life you can't press stop
Then press rewind
Gotta live to the fullest never follow behind no man
Have your own plan, expand your mind
Ain't no paper thin game to raise wannabe thugs
This is nothing but love
Via sattelite Muggs
Take heed when it's your turn to bring new life
Make sure it's the woman you gonna make your wife
Be prepared for the worst
But expect the best
No matter where life takes you
Come home to the West
Survival takes more than just gats and guns
That's words to live by
From a father to a son
This how you make me feel, this how you make me feel
This how you make me feel, that's how I know it's real
Take you around the world, take you around the world
Take you around the world, take you around the world
Cause you my baby girl, cause you my baby girl
Cause you my baby girl, cause you my my my
Cause you my baby girl, cause you my baby girl
Cause you my baby girl, cause you my my my
This how you make me feel, that's how I know it's real
Take you around the world, cause you my baby girl
I know you feelin good, I know you feelin right
You see me ridin, you ridin wit me your shit is tight
Self-made millionaire I find myself
My success God bless not defined by wealth, c'mon
We live in crazy times, niggaz done lost they minds
We wanna fuck every fuckin chicken we fuckin find
But then there comes a time, when you start to grow
But you ain't growin with me and it's startin to show
Before I say I can't live without ya
Let's sit and have a talk about family values, now listen
I see you got some kids, that you ain't never with
Your baby father put hands on you, some crazy shit
So he gon' pay for that, fuck with niggaz who rap
Most of that quality time is spent on your back
Now before I devote the rest of my life
Can you at least show a nigga you can boil some rice
(ha ha ha) Is that too much to ask, am I movin too fast
Do you have anything to offer me besides some ass
You think you high class, the upper echelon
But spend all your rent money in the hair salon
I'm 'sposed to help you out, but it just made me think
You ain't ready for the world, you ain't ready for me
Damn baby I see they drivin you crazy
Because your body's amazing I know you want it to phase me
But hey - I seen a lot of girls, messed up a lot of curls
You ain't gon' keep me with sex when only sex occurs
Want you to think ahead, not just give me head
Want you to make a household baby, not just a bed
I know the scene is what you seem to see
Where you needin to be, but believe you me
Baby girl they just gon' use you up, fuck you and bruise you up
They ain't got no family values they ain't gon' choose you up
We disrespect ourselves, we think we livin well
I could be wrong in this song but only time'll tell
You may be thinkin hey X, you just a hypocrite
You actin like you never called a girl a fuckin bitch
Nah it's not that (that) but it's like this (this)
Yeah yeah
Look, you could've got away but your response wasn't quick enough
Can't preserve life 'cause the best wasn't thick enough
Teflon, Napalm, Homicide scenes
These are a few of my favorite things!
But I ain't Mary so ain't a damn thing poppin
Only death disease and a whole lota palm trees
Not only for mics, Xzibit is a way of life
Until my death so I celebrate success
Best of the best wouldn't test these waters with a yacht
Sendin' sixteen shots across your parking lot
All up on your proximity drinking Hennessy
Holdin down ground like the Statute of Liberty
So nobody ever can rush my spot
And the torch stay lit so I ain't worried about shit
It ain't where your from it's al about how you represent!
Unfamiliar faces better know who your fuckin' with
Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit
And all of that shit
And you still won't step
So what's next?
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin
(You Better off buckin yourself)
(You need to stop frontin)
I'm only comin' through when it's time for collection
Xzibit forever nasty, spread like infection
Ain't no protection ever made by man to withstand this punishment
In other words runnin' shit
Keep your eyes wide cause the style gets darker
I make papers and see more new cars than Bob barker
'Cause if the price ain't right then it's time to take flight
Let the piece go twice to make sure you see the light
Plus I'm dreaded not by the locks but by the cops
And flocks of females that only think with their croth
Unlimitted smoke
The bonified cut throat Columbian neck tie
Now don't you look fly
I'll leave you there to be discovered by your mother
Or maybe your brother or your boty boy lover
No matter your backround Xzibit never backs down
Be prepared for static and semi automatics in your grill
Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit
And all of that shit
And you still won't step
So what's next?
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin
(You Better off buckin yourself)
(You need to stop frontin)
Everything that come around go 3.6.0.
Longtitude and latitude
It's alll in the attitude
I'm in the mood to put a twist on things
Xzibit here to rock the planet 'till the fat bitch sings
The shit is closer than you think
Don't blink it might be over in a matter of seconds
I'd like to say this off the record
But it's not
So I testify to the fact
Chronic mixed with the Yak make a hellified contact
It makes it real easy to trip
Unload the whole clip on your block then split!
Aint no answers to the test you taken
Never move fakin'
Can't be shaken'
From my solid foundation like this
Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit
And all of that shit
And you still won't step
So what's next?
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin
(You Better off buckin yourself)
"Nam Myoho Renge Kyo" -
Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate
"Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
Meditate, levitate
Greetings from the Golden State
Mr. X, to the Z
Concentrate, come walk with me
Your shit sound so awkwardly
I don't rhyme I just stomp down beats
Real estate, section eight
Which one would you rather take?
Concentrate, move that weight
Show me how you regulate
Hold up, wait, that shit's fake
Get these niggaz up out my face
Shake the room, bend the spoon
Turn this up now, stay in tune
Hypnotized by the way she move
Take your time you might arrive too soon
Bring that back, what was that?
Oh my lord, she got back
So precise, so deattached
Oh my God, who is that?
Hibernate, consummate
Man was made to procreate
My estate, generates
As if my family name was Gates
Days of grace, lift big plates
Why be good nigga, go be great
Hit the breaks, crack them crates
Have you on the run goin state to state
Contemplate, demonstrate
Mind over mayhem, no mistakes
Lift some weights, eat some steaks
But you don't really want that face to face
But let's relax, check your traps
Don't let yo' concentration snap
I love the way she arch her back
Like how a muh'fucker 'sposed to handle that?
Breath control, touch yo' soul
Just maintain don't lose control
Participate, congratulate
Cause everything else'll be seen as hate
Remain in place, the same mindstate
Get off yo' ass and celebrate
Congregate, associate
Don't fuck yo'self procrastinate
Dilate, to an all time great
Calculate the next move I make
Crack the safe, keep that ace
in my waistband just in case
I'm no rat can't run yo' race
Not too good don't fit my taste
I love the way she make that shake
Makin it hard to concentrate
RELEASE
ALBUMS
- Paparazzi
- The Foundation
- Enemies & Friends
- What U See (Is What U Get)
- Los Angeles Times
- Deeper
- U Know (feat. Dr. Dre)
- Don't Approach Me (feat. Eminem)
- X
- Release Date
- Break Yourself
- Heart of Man
- Hey Now (Mean Muggin version)
- Muthafucka (Xplicit version)
- Invade My Space (feat. Jelly Roll)
- Rollin' (feat. Jelly Roll)
- Ram Part Division
- Say It to My Face (feat. Kurupt & Don Blaze)
- The Donnell Rawlings Show (skit)
- Scandalous Bitch
- Concentrate
- On Bail (feat. The Game, Daz & T-Pain)
- Family Values
- Black and Brown (feat. Jelly Roll)
- The Whole World
- Poppin' Off (feat. DJ Quik & King T)
- Movin' in Your Chucks (feat. Too $hort & Kurupt)
- Thank You
- Will Blast (intro)
- Grown Man Business
- Ride & Smoke
- Gangsta Shit (feat. 50 Cent)
- Hood Life (feat. Steady Gang)
- Yo Hood Ain't No Harder (feat. Young Buck)
- Hey Now (Mean Muggin)
- Steady Menace (feat. Steady Gang)
- What Is It (feat. Krondon)
- Black Rabbit (feat. Truth Hurts)
- Get Fucked Up
- Muthafucka
- 4321
- I Can't Believe (feat. Steady Gang)
- Matrixx (feat. Phil tha Agony)
- You Can't Stop M (feat. Steady Gang)
- Some of Them (feat. Devin the Dude & Nas)
- Take Them Out (feat. Tupac)
- State of the Union
- LAX
- Cold World
- Saturday Night Live
- Muthafucka
- Beware of Us
- Judgement Day
- Criminal Set
- Hey Now (Mean Muggin')
- Ride or Die
- Crazy Ho
- Big Barking
- Tough Guy
- Scent of a Woman
- Klack
- Back 2 the Way It Was
- Intro/Restless
- Front 2 Back
- Been a Long Time
- U Know
- X
- Alkaholik
- Kenny Parker Show 2001
- D.N.A. (Drugs-N-Alkahol)
- Double Time
- Don't Approach Me
- Rimz & Tirez
- Fuckin' You Right
- Best of Things
- Get Your Walk On
- Sorry I'm Away So Much
- Loud & Clear
- Intro (The Last Night)
- Chamber Music
- 3 Card Molly
- What U See Is What U Get
- Handle Your Business
- Nobody Sound Like Me
- Pussy Pop
- Chronic Keeping 101 (interlude)
- Shroomz
- Focus
- Jason (48 Months interlude)
- Deeper
- Los Angeles Times
- Inside Job
- Let It Rain
- Recycled Assassins
- Outro
- Grand Opening (interlude)
- At the Speed of Life
- Just Maintain
- Eyes May Shine
- Positively Negative
- Don't Hate Me (interlude)
- Paparazzi
- The Foundation
- Mrs. Crabtree (interlude)
- Bird's Eye View
- Hit & Run, Part II
- Carry the Weight
- Plastic Surgery
- Enemies & Friends
- Last Words (interlude)
- Bitch Please (feat. Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg)
- You Better Believe It! (feat. King T)
- Down for the Count (feat. Rah Digga, Talib Kweli)
- Father's Day (feat. Snoop Dogg, Kokane)
- Killin' It (feat. Tha Alkaholics)
- Prime Time (feat. Tash, E-Swift, J-Ro, Phil da Agony)
- Year 2000
- Likwit Rhyming (feat. Tony Touch, Tash, Defar)
- Westcoast Hiphop (feat. Kurupt, Rosco, King T)
- Loose Cannons (feat. Kurupt)
- Big Bang Theory (feat. Snoop Dogg, Tha Eastsidaz, Kurupt, Cpo, Pinky)
- My Writes (feat. de la Soul, Tha Alkaholics)
- Pop X (feat. Mack 10, Techniec, Caviar, Pinky, Skoop)
- The Wake Up Show (feat. Tha Mexakinz, Chino Xl)
- Larger Than Life (feat. Phil da Agony, Montage One)
- Step Up (feat. Kurupt)
- Thunder & Lightning (feat. Defari)
- U Can't Fuck With Me (feat. Ll Cool J, Snoop Dogg, Jayo Felony)
- Bitch Please II (feat. Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Nate Dogg)
- Up From da Underground (feat. Krs-One, Raskass, Mad Lion)
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XZIBIT "Concentrate" - uncensored
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- Duration: 4:20
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Top Videos ... click: youtube.com BUZZ ... must see: flix.bz .... NEW today cieon.me Since the release of his 1996 debut "At The Speed Of Life," Xzibit has released five full length albums including the 2000 blockbuster "Restless" which included "X," produced by Dr. Dre. Xzibit has also expanded his visibility with high profile step-outs, including Dr. Dre's 2001 monster release, huge concert tours like 2000's "Up In Smoke" and roles in movies like "8 Mile" with Eminem and "The Gridiron Gang" with Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. Lately, Xzibit has focused his attention on hosting his hit MTV series "Pimp My Ride." Now he's back with his new full length album "Full Circle," an aggressive return to form. It features some of his most political anthems to date, along with the Rick Rock produced single "Concentrate." "Full Circle" also features The Game, DJ Quik, T-Pain, Too Short, Daz, Kurupt, and comedian Donnell Rawlings from the hit series "The Dave Chappelle Show." http
http://wn.com/XZIBIT_Concentrate_uncensored
Top Videos ... click: youtube.com BUZZ ... must see: flix.bz .... NEW today cieon.me Since the release of his 1996 debut "At The Speed Of Life," Xzibit has released five full length albums including the 2000 blockbuster "Restless" which included "X," produced by Dr. Dre. Xzibit has also expanded his visibility with high profile step-outs, including Dr. Dre's 2001 monster release, huge concert tours like 2000's "Up In Smoke" and roles in movies like "8 Mile" with Eminem and "The Gridiron Gang" with Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. Lately, Xzibit has focused his attention on hosting his hit MTV series "Pimp My Ride." Now he's back with his new full length album "Full Circle," an aggressive return to form. It features some of his most political anthems to date, along with the Rick Rock produced single "Concentrate." "Full Circle" also features The Game, DJ Quik, T-Pain, Too Short, Daz, Kurupt, and comedian Donnell Rawlings from the hit series "The Dave Chappelle Show." http
- published: 31 May 2007
- views: 8623586
- author: nogoodtv
Xzibit - Front 2 Back
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- Duration: 3:03
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Artist: Xzibit Song: Front 2 Back Album: Restless
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Artist: Xzibit Song: Front 2 Back Album: Restless
- published: 04 Mar 2007
- views: 6912175
- author: QuietTruth
Snoop Dogg Feat. Nate Dogg & Xzibit - Bitch Please
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- Duration: 3:51
- Updated: 27 Jan 2013
Artists: Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg & Xzibit Song: Bitch Please Album: No Limit Top Dogg
http://wn.com/Snoop_Dogg_Feat_Nate_Dogg_Xzibit_Bitch_Please
Artists: Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg & Xzibit Song: Bitch Please Album: No Limit Top Dogg
- published: 19 May 2007
- views: 12399723
- author: QuietTruth
Xzibit - paparazzi (uncensored)
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- Duration: 4:16
- Updated: 27 Jan 2013
this is Xzibit with teh song paparazzi, real cool song xD # for clean version see: goo.gl/xb7i9 end song: Bullet for my valentine - tears don't fall
http://wn.com/Xzibit_paparazzi_uncensored
this is Xzibit with teh song paparazzi, real cool song xD # for clean version see: goo.gl/xb7i9 end song: Bullet for my valentine - tears don't fall
- published: 26 Aug 2007
- views: 2907733
- author: Tor Christian Sandbakken
Xzibit Feat. Eminem - Don't Approach Me
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- Duration: 4:33
- Updated: 27 Jan 2013
Artists: Xzibit & Eminem Song: Don't Approach Me Album: Restless
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Feat_Eminem_Don't_Approach_Me
Artists: Xzibit & Eminem Song: Don't Approach Me Album: Restless
- published: 19 Feb 2007
- views: 1923709
- author: QuietTruth
OFFICIAL VIDEO | NAPALM - XZIBIT
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- Duration: 4:51
- Updated: 12 Jan 2013
itunes.apple.com Xzibit | NAPALM Drops 10.09.12 GET READY! Portions were filmed in Iraq and Afghanistan SPECIAL THANKS @Funker530 and all of our Veterans for making this possible.
http://wn.com/OFFICIAL_VIDEO_|_NAPALM_XZIBIT
itunes.apple.com Xzibit | NAPALM Drops 10.09.12 GET READY! Portions were filmed in Iraq and Afghanistan SPECIAL THANKS @Funker530 and all of our Veterans for making this possible.
- published: 09 Sep 2012
- views: 1311791
- author: mrxtothaztv
Xzibit "Hurt Locker" Official Music Video - Skee.TV
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- Duration: 4:33
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Skee.TV Presents another Xzibit diabolical West Coast production called "Hurt Locker". Produced by Scoop DeVille, it confirms that Xzibit is "back with a vengeance". The music video Directed by Matt Alonzo/Skee.TV features a slew of West Coast artists who come out to represent for Xzibit and his official return to the game. Make sure to welcome Mr. X to tha Z back and purchase the single and video through iTunes on 6/22! Xzibit was a guest with Snoop Dogg at Skeetox Act I... who will be at act II? Stay tuned and get tix NOW JUNE 30th @ The Roxy- bit.ly
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Hurt_Locker_Official_Music_Video_SkeeTV
Skee.TV Presents another Xzibit diabolical West Coast production called "Hurt Locker". Produced by Scoop DeVille, it confirms that Xzibit is "back with a vengeance". The music video Directed by Matt Alonzo/Skee.TV features a slew of West Coast artists who come out to represent for Xzibit and his official return to the game. Make sure to welcome Mr. X to tha Z back and purchase the single and video through iTunes on 6/22! Xzibit was a guest with Snoop Dogg at Skeetox Act I... who will be at act II? Stay tuned and get tix NOW JUNE 30th @ The Roxy- bit.ly
- published: 17 Jun 2010
- views: 529882
- author: skeetv
Xzibit - Phenom - Music Video - Ft. Kurupt & 40 Glocc
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- Duration: 3:26
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Xzibit Ft. Kurupt & 40 Glocc- Phenom Music Video - The first single off Xzibit's long awaited new album MMX. Download the song and music video from itunes NOW! Directed by Matt Alonzo/Skee.TV Follow @skeetv on twitter & join the facebook page! Check out more Skee.TV videos on www.skeetv.com!
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Phenom_Music_Video_Ft_Kurupt_40_Glocc
Xzibit Ft. Kurupt & 40 Glocc- Phenom Music Video - The first single off Xzibit's long awaited new album MMX. Download the song and music video from itunes NOW! Directed by Matt Alonzo/Skee.TV Follow @skeetv on twitter & join the facebook page! Check out more Skee.TV videos on www.skeetv.com!
- published: 25 May 2010
- views: 2424019
- author: skeetv
Xzibit-Get your walk on
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- Duration: 3:36
- Updated: 27 Jan 2013
This is a really cool video of Xzibit. Watch and enjoy! Please comment, because if you don´t, then I won´t upload any more videos, so please...... COMMENT!!!!! Hehehe!!!!
http://wn.com/Xzibit-Get_your_walk_on
This is a really cool video of Xzibit. Watch and enjoy! Please comment, because if you don´t, then I won´t upload any more videos, so please...... COMMENT!!!!! Hehehe!!!!
- published: 21 Jul 2006
- views: 5218398
- author: chibineptune
BET CYPHER 2012- WEST COAST (Xzibit, YG, Kendrick Lamar, Kurupt, E 40, DJ Quik, Snoop Dogg)(FULL)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:51
- Updated: 27 Jan 2013
http://wn.com/BET_CYPHER_2012_WEST_COAST_Xzibit,_YG,_Kendrick_Lamar,_Kurupt,_E_40,_DJ_Quik,_Snoop_DoggFULL
Inside The Smoker's Studio W/ Xzibit - GGN S. 3 Ep 18
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- Duration: 8:30
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Legendary Hip-Hop artist Xzibit stops by GGN for a special "Inside The Smoker's Studio" with host Nemo Hoes. Download New Music Song: Monster feat. Kurupt The Kingpin Download Link: bit.ly Song: Need It In My Life Album: Stoner's EP Download Link: bit.ly Subscribe To Snoop Dogg's Official Channel youtube.com www.facebook.com www.twitter.com
http://wn.com/Inside_The_Smoker's_Studio_W_Xzibit_GGN_S_3_Ep_18
Legendary Hip-Hop artist Xzibit stops by GGN for a special "Inside The Smoker's Studio" with host Nemo Hoes. Download New Music Song: Monster feat. Kurupt The Kingpin Download Link: bit.ly Song: Need It In My Life Album: Stoner's EP Download Link: bit.ly Subscribe To Snoop Dogg's Official Channel youtube.com www.facebook.com www.twitter.com
- published: 22 May 2012
- views: 153245
- author: westfesttv
xzibit alcoholic
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:27
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
realy good song by exzibit with some good pics of him to
http://wn.com/xzibit_alcoholic
realy good song by exzibit with some good pics of him to
- published: 17 Aug 2007
- views: 2198280
- author: DJskatesome9
Xzibit - Phenom
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:27
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Music video by Xzibit performing Phenom. Ocean View Entertainment
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Phenom
Music video by Xzibit performing Phenom. Ocean View Entertainment
- published: 03 Jun 2010
- views: 187603
- author: XzibitVEVO
Xzibit - What You See Is What U Get - High Quality
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:54
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Hip Hop, Rap, Music Video
http://wn.com/Xzibit_What_You_See_Is_What_U_Get_High_Quality
Los Angeles Times - Xzibit
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:24
- Updated: 24 Jan 2013
From the Album 40 Days & 40 Nights
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Xzibit - Paparazzi
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:37
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
At the Speed of Life ©1996 Loud, RCA
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Paparazzi
Official Video | Xzibit Feat E-40 "Up Out The Way"
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:22
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
"Up out the Way" is the lead Regional Single off of Xzibits newest Album | Napalm - Visit Itunes.com to preview Xzibits other master pieces right here: itunes.apple.com
http://wn.com/Official_Video_|_Xzibit_Feat_E-40_Up_Out_The_Way
"Up out the Way" is the lead Regional Single off of Xzibits newest Album | Napalm - Visit Itunes.com to preview Xzibits other master pieces right here: itunes.apple.com
- published: 29 Oct 2012
- views: 79194
- author: mrxtothaztv
Xzibit - Get Your Walk On
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:45
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
"Get Your Walk On" was the third and final single by American rapper Xzibit, from his 2000 album, Restless.The song is produced by Mel-Man and Battlecat. The music video features various footage of Xzibit (both on stage and backstage) during live concerts and while he's with his friends and fans. Staying true with the name of the song, it also features various kids performing the C-Walk (as well as Xzibit himself). Interestingly, there is a scene where two sets of kids are standing alongside two sides of a pyramid with one side red and the other side blue- referring to the intense rivalry between the Bloods and the Crips. However this could also symbolize the peace treaty between the two conflicting gangs as well. (C) Loud Records
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Get_Your_Walk_On
"Get Your Walk On" was the third and final single by American rapper Xzibit, from his 2000 album, Restless.The song is produced by Mel-Man and Battlecat. The music video features various footage of Xzibit (both on stage and backstage) during live concerts and while he's with his friends and fans. Staying true with the name of the song, it also features various kids performing the C-Walk (as well as Xzibit himself). Interestingly, there is a scene where two sets of kids are standing alongside two sides of a pyramid with one side red and the other side blue- referring to the intense rivalry between the Bloods and the Crips. However this could also symbolize the peace treaty between the two conflicting gangs as well. (C) Loud Records
- published: 11 Mar 2012
- views: 123949
- author: Makadocious88
Paparazzi - XZIBIT
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:52
- Updated: 25 Jan 2013
good song,good video
http://wn.com/Paparazzi_XZIBIT
Xzibit - Criminal Set (HQ / Dirty)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:05
- Updated: 27 Jan 2013
Music video by Xzibit performing Criminal Set. Off the album Weapons Of Mass Destruction. © 2004 Sony
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Music video by Xzibit performing Criminal Set. Off the album Weapons Of Mass Destruction. © 2004 Sony
- published: 12 Apr 2011
- views: 902859
- author: HQmvideo
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XZIBIT -Live at The Royal Arena Festival
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 9:37
- Updated: 20 Jan 2013
XZIBIT tore it down at The Royal Arena Festival in Switzerland with the help of DJ FINGAZ & YOUNG DE.
http://wn.com/XZIBIT_-Live_at_The_Royal_Arena_Festival
XZIBIT tore it down at The Royal Arena Festival in Switzerland with the help of DJ FINGAZ & YOUNG DE.
- published: 22 Aug 2011
- views: 16739
- author: FABRICALITV
Xzibit - Thank You (Live On Letterman 10-05-06)
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- Duration: 3:47
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Xzibit performing song off the album Full Circle, "Thank You". Make sure to support Xzibit and buy the album when it comes out Oct. 17.
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Thank_You_Live_On_Letterman_10-05-06
Xzibit performing song off the album Full Circle, "Thank You". Make sure to support Xzibit and buy the album when it comes out Oct. 17.
- published: 06 Oct 2006
- views: 727184
- author: lates987
Snoop Dogg & Xzibit Bitch Please Live/Up in Smoke Tour 2000
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- Duration: 3:59
- Updated: 24 Jan 2013
From: The Up in Smoke Tour; was a West Coast hip hop tour in 2000 featuring artist Ice Cube, Eminem, Proof, Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Nate Dogg, Kurupt, D12, MC Ren, Westside Connection, Mel-Man, Tha Eastsidaz, Doggy's Angels, Devin The Dude, Warren G, TQ, Truth Hurts and Xzibit. Background The tour was originally called the Chronic 2000 Tour under the pretext of Dr. Dre's to-be-released collaborative album The Chronic 2000 (later renamed), with Snoop Dogg stating "Yeah, me, Dr. Dre, Eminem, Xzibit, Proof, Warren G, and Nate Dogg," in September 1999. By April 2000, Ice Cube was on board as part of the tour, which was slated for a June 15 start in San Diego. MC Ren, one time MC of NWA, was expected to join the tour in order to have reunited version of NWA along with Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, and Snoop Dogg. Come May the tour was officially known as the Up In Smoke Tour, and Dr. Dre was promising fans "It's gonna be incredible. We're gonna give everybody that's been buying our records a real show, something they've never seen before." By June, the month which the tour began in, plans were finalized with Kurupt joining the tour. It was decided that he would start the opening set which would be followed by Warren G and Xzibit, then Ice Cube would take the third spot whilst Eminem would take the fourth set. Dr. Dre would be the final set with collaborations including Snoop Dogg and the NWA reunion taking place during this segment. Also, surprise guests were promised during various shows ...
http://wn.com/Snoop_Dogg_Xzibit_Bitch_Please_Live_Up_in_Smoke_Tour_2000
From: The Up in Smoke Tour; was a West Coast hip hop tour in 2000 featuring artist Ice Cube, Eminem, Proof, Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Nate Dogg, Kurupt, D12, MC Ren, Westside Connection, Mel-Man, Tha Eastsidaz, Doggy's Angels, Devin The Dude, Warren G, TQ, Truth Hurts and Xzibit. Background The tour was originally called the Chronic 2000 Tour under the pretext of Dr. Dre's to-be-released collaborative album The Chronic 2000 (later renamed), with Snoop Dogg stating "Yeah, me, Dr. Dre, Eminem, Xzibit, Proof, Warren G, and Nate Dogg," in September 1999. By April 2000, Ice Cube was on board as part of the tour, which was slated for a June 15 start in San Diego. MC Ren, one time MC of NWA, was expected to join the tour in order to have reunited version of NWA along with Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, and Snoop Dogg. Come May the tour was officially known as the Up In Smoke Tour, and Dr. Dre was promising fans "It's gonna be incredible. We're gonna give everybody that's been buying our records a real show, something they've never seen before." By June, the month which the tour began in, plans were finalized with Kurupt joining the tour. It was decided that he would start the opening set which would be followed by Warren G and Xzibit, then Ice Cube would take the third spot whilst Eminem would take the fourth set. Dr. Dre would be the final set with collaborations including Snoop Dogg and the NWA reunion taking place during this segment. Also, surprise guests were promised during various shows ...
- published: 10 May 2009
- views: 204312
- author: Westcoastpioneers
What's The Difference (LIVE) - Dr.Dre ft Xzibit & Eminem
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- Duration: 6:41
- Updated: 24 Jan 2013
What's The Difference (LIVE) - Dr.Dre ft Xzibit & Eminem (UP IN SMOKE TOUR)
http://wn.com/What's_The_Difference_LIVE_DrDre_ft_Xzibit_Eminem
What's The Difference (LIVE) - Dr.Dre ft Xzibit & Eminem (UP IN SMOKE TOUR)
- published: 15 Dec 2010
- views: 36063
- author: XFabio14X
Ice Cube feat WC, Lil Jon, Xzibit LIVE
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:15
- Updated: 13 Jan 2013
1.song - Check Yo Self (xzibit) 2.song - It was a good day (wc) 3.song - Why we Thugs (ice cube) 4.song - Go to church (ice Cube&Lil; jon)
http://wn.com/Ice_Cube_feat_WC,_Lil_Jon,_Xzibit_LIVE
1.song - Check Yo Self (xzibit) 2.song - It was a good day (wc) 3.song - Why we Thugs (ice cube) 4.song - Go to church (ice Cube&Lil; jon)
- published: 26 Feb 2009
- views: 13449
- author: BGKnocccOut
Xzibit live in London, 18/10/2011, Get you walk on
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- Duration: 5:33
- Updated: 13 Jan 2013
Xzibit in London performing Get you walk on
http://wn.com/Xzibit_live_in_London,_18_10_2011,_Get_you_walk_on
The Up In Smoke Tour (Concert Dr Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit Ice Cube) (2001)
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- Duration: 154:26
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit and Ice Cube all making rap history.
http://wn.com/The_Up_In_Smoke_Tour_Concert_Dr_Dre,_Snoop_Dogg,_Eminem,_Xzibit_Ice_Cube_2001
Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit and Ice Cube all making rap history.
- published: 01 Jan 2012
- views: 90852
- author: therainmaster288
XZIBIT - State of Hip-Hop Vs Xzibit (Live) Produced by BeatButcha
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- Duration: 2:42
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
www.XzibitCentral.com http www.Twitter.com Xzibit's first single off the upcoming album "Napalm" set to release in 2012. Song is produced by BeatButcha. You can follow Xzibit and BeatButcha via Twitter : @Xzibit , @BeatButcha , and also me @aLvindeBa . Enjoy.
http://wn.com/XZIBIT_State_of_Hip-Hop_Vs_Xzibit_Live_Produced_by_BeatButcha
www.XzibitCentral.com http www.Twitter.com Xzibit's first single off the upcoming album "Napalm" set to release in 2012. Song is produced by BeatButcha. You can follow Xzibit and BeatButcha via Twitter : @Xzibit , @BeatButcha , and also me @aLvindeBa . Enjoy.
- published: 05 Dec 2011
- views: 12453
- author: Alvin Memisevic
Xzibit Live show (Paparazzi, Get Your Walk On, What's the Difference) - Bliss N Eso backstage - HQ
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- Duration: 8:32
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
www.xzibitcentral.com - Xzibit Live show (Paparazzi, Get Your Walk On, What's the Difference) - Bliss N Eso backstage. For the extended version of this clip check out http This video was shot at Xzibit's show at The Forum, Sydney, on October 5th 2008. On stage MC's: Xzibit, Defari, Jelly Roll. On the decks: Dj Invisible, Sir Jinx. Credit for this video goes to Dennis "DXV" Vollmer from Skyline Productions - www.skyline-productions.net Bliss N Eso are one of Australia's premier hip hop crews, check them out at www.blissneso.com
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Live_show_Paparazzi,_Get_Your_Walk_On,_What's_the_Difference_Bliss_N_Eso_backstage_HQ
www.xzibitcentral.com - Xzibit Live show (Paparazzi, Get Your Walk On, What's the Difference) - Bliss N Eso backstage. For the extended version of this clip check out http This video was shot at Xzibit's show at The Forum, Sydney, on October 5th 2008. On stage MC's: Xzibit, Defari, Jelly Roll. On the decks: Dj Invisible, Sir Jinx. Credit for this video goes to Dennis "DXV" Vollmer from Skyline Productions - www.skyline-productions.net Bliss N Eso are one of Australia's premier hip hop crews, check them out at www.blissneso.com
- published: 30 May 2009
- views: 149132
- author: XzibitCentralcom
Dr. Dre Ft Eminem & Xzibit Whats The Difference LIVE Subtitulada Al Español HD
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- Duration: 4:18
- Updated: 24 Jan 2013
Espero que les guste,la performance que hicieron es genial, para mi el mejor concierto de Rap que existió, Gracias facu por el video, Comenten, Voten, Y Si Les Gusto Suscribanse
http://wn.com/Dr_Dre_Ft_Eminem_Xzibit_Whats_The_Difference_LIVE_Subtitulada_Al_Español_HD
Espero que les guste,la performance que hicieron es genial, para mi el mejor concierto de Rap que existió, Gracias facu por el video, Comenten, Voten, Y Si Les Gusto Suscribanse
- published: 18 Apr 2012
- views: 7705
- author: McJoshSubtitula
Xzibit Live at the 2010 Kday Krush Groove
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 2:11
- Updated: 05 Oct 2012
Xzibit live as the surprise guest at the 2010 Kday Krush Groove! www.twitter.com/xzibit
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Live_at_the_2010_Kday_Krush_Groove
Xzibit live as the surprise guest at the 2010 Kday Krush Groove! www.twitter.com/xzibit
- published: 29 Apr 2010
- views: 3942
- author: mrxtothaztv
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference Up In Smoke Tour LIVE
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:11
- Updated: 27 Jan 2013
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference Up In Smoke Tour LIVE Gunit 50 Cent Hiphop Westcoast new york brooklyn rap
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Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference Up In Smoke Tour LIVE Gunit 50 Cent Hiphop Westcoast new york brooklyn rap
- published: 19 Feb 2009
- views: 516965
- author: Sickerflow91
![NBA Live 10 Soundtrack - Fanatic [Xzibit & JLR]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130127121247im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/W0UsLN9pr2Y/default.jpg "NBA Live 10 Soundtrack - Fanatic [Xzibit & JLR]")
NBA Live 10 Soundtrack - Fanatic [Xzibit & JLR]
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- Duration: 3:30
- Updated: 24 Jan 2013
twitter.com
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![Snoop Dogg, Xzibit & Ice Cube - Live From LA (1999) [VHS-Rip]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130127121247im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/3fzDHUoxQGY/default.jpg "Snoop Dogg, Xzibit & Ice Cube - Live From LA (1999) [VHS-Rip]")
Snoop Dogg, Xzibit & Ice Cube - Live From LA (1999) [VHS-Rip]
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:39
- Updated: 18 Jan 2013
Here's a full version of this rare video to one of the best unreleased tracks from the West Coast - "Live From LA". Performed by Snoop Dogg, Xzibit & Ice Cube and produced by DJ Quik.. Enjoy it and leave freedback!
http://wn.com/Snoop_Dogg,_Xzibit_Ice_Cube_Live_From_LA_1999_VHS-Rip_
Here's a full version of this rare video to one of the best unreleased tracks from the West Coast - "Live From LA". Performed by Snoop Dogg, Xzibit & Ice Cube and produced by DJ Quik.. Enjoy it and leave freedback!
- published: 26 Jun 2010
- views: 81306
- author: Mietas23
Xzibit - Saturday Night Live
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:22
- Updated: 23 Jan 2013
From Weapons of Mass Destruction
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Saturday_Night_Live
Dr.Dre feat Xzibit & Eminem - Whats The Difference - (Live)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:12
- Updated: 03 Jan 2013
www.xzibitcentral.com - Dr.Dre feat Xzibit & Eminem - Whats The Difference - (Live performance). Brought to you by XzibitCentral.com - http
http://wn.com/DrDre_feat_Xzibit_Eminem_Whats_The_Difference_Live
www.xzibitcentral.com - Dr.Dre feat Xzibit & Eminem - Whats The Difference - (Live performance). Brought to you by XzibitCentral.com - http
- published: 17 Jan 2007
- views: 260870
- author: XzibitCentralcom
Xzibit "Hurt Locker" Live Performance at Skeetox
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:03
- Updated: 29 Oct 2012
Xzibit performs his single "Hurt Locker" at the Roxy for DJ Skee's SkeeTox show. Check out Skee.Tv to see the official video for "Hurt Locker" right here tinyurl.com
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Hurt_Locker_Live_Performance_at_Skeetox
Xzibit performs his single "Hurt Locker" at the Roxy for DJ Skee's SkeeTox show. Check out Skee.Tv to see the official video for "Hurt Locker" right here tinyurl.com
- published: 10 Sep 2010
- views: 13237
- author: skeetv
Xzibit - Dying To Live
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:00
- Updated: 25 Jan 2013
Xzibit - Dying To Live New Shit From X RiP Xavier
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Xzibit - Dying To Live New Shit From X RiP Xavier
- published: 26 May 2008
- views: 38443
- author: OleSkool187
Xzibit feat Defari - X - (Live)
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- Duration: 3:25
- Updated: 29 Nov 2012
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- published: 18 Jan 2007
- views: 26806
- author: XzibitCentralcom
The Game Concert Live @ Club Nokia w/ Xzibit
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- Duration: 6:56
- Updated: 12 Jul 2012
The Game Concert Live @ Club Nokia w/ Xzibit LA LIVE - Thanks to the entire BWS Fam & T-Money for exclusive access.. Shot & edited by HOLLYHOOD www.HOLLYHOODHDTV.com http Review: The concert was a blast...This was my 1st time seeing Game perform live and was impressed...He had an entire live band playing his music with dancers and the whole nine...Even had live tattoo artist tattin fools up on stage...His special guest was Xzibit, who came out and performed two songs... PS. Fuck them haters that tossed that cup of beer and ice at Game & his kids...That was some foul shit....
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The Game Concert Live @ Club Nokia w/ Xzibit LA LIVE - Thanks to the entire BWS Fam & T-Money for exclusive access.. Shot & edited by HOLLYHOOD www.HOLLYHOODHDTV.com http Review: The concert was a blast...This was my 1st time seeing Game perform live and was impressed...He had an entire live band playing his music with dancers and the whole nine...Even had live tattoo artist tattin fools up on stage...His special guest was Xzibit, who came out and performed two songs... PS. Fuck them haters that tossed that cup of beer and ice at Game & his kids...That was some foul shit....
- published: 28 Jul 2010
- views: 18788
- author: REALDIGITALMEDIA
Xzibit - Front 2 Back - (Live)
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- Duration: 2:40
- Updated: 16 Jan 2013
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- published: 18 Jan 2007
- views: 48504
- author: XzibitCentralcom
Dr.Dre ft. Eminem & Xzibit - What's the Difference (LIVE in Cancun)
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- Duration: 4:07
- Updated: 07 Jan 2013
2001 is the second studio album by American hip hop producer and rapper Dr. Dre, released November 16, 1999 on Aftermath Records. The album was produced by Dr. Dre, Mel-Man, Lord Finesse, and Scott Storch, and it was recorded during 1998 and 1999. 2001 features guest appearances from rappers such as Snoop Dogg, Eminem, and Xzibit. It is the follow-up to Dr. Dre's debut album, The Chronic (1992). 2001 exhibits an expansion on the G-funk sound of The Chronic, and it features gangsta rap lyrical themes such as violence, promiscuity, street gangs, and crime. 2001 debuted at number 2 on the Billboard 200 charts with sales of over 550000 units. On November 21, 2000, it was certified six times platinum in sales by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), following sales in excess of 6 million in the United States. Despite some negative criticism towards the album's gangsta motifs, 2001 received generally positive reviews from music critics. The album has been credited with bringing the West Coast hip hop scene back to the spotlight after years of obscurity, while showing that Dr. Dre could still remain prominent with a new generation of listeners and viewers. 2001 also further established the career of Eminem, who eventually became one of the best-selling rappers of all time. In 2006, Hip Hop Connection named 2001 the tenth best album in hip hop.
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2001 is the second studio album by American hip hop producer and rapper Dr. Dre, released November 16, 1999 on Aftermath Records. The album was produced by Dr. Dre, Mel-Man, Lord Finesse, and Scott Storch, and it was recorded during 1998 and 1999. 2001 features guest appearances from rappers such as Snoop Dogg, Eminem, and Xzibit. It is the follow-up to Dr. Dre's debut album, The Chronic (1992). 2001 exhibits an expansion on the G-funk sound of The Chronic, and it features gangsta rap lyrical themes such as violence, promiscuity, street gangs, and crime. 2001 debuted at number 2 on the Billboard 200 charts with sales of over 550000 units. On November 21, 2000, it was certified six times platinum in sales by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), following sales in excess of 6 million in the United States. Despite some negative criticism towards the album's gangsta motifs, 2001 received generally positive reviews from music critics. The album has been credited with bringing the West Coast hip hop scene back to the spotlight after years of obscurity, while showing that Dr. Dre could still remain prominent with a new generation of listeners and viewers. 2001 also further established the career of Eminem, who eventually became one of the best-selling rappers of all time. In 2006, Hip Hop Connection named 2001 the tenth best album in hip hop.
- published: 31 Oct 2009
- views: 77932
- author: Michael Muires
WC, Ice Cube, Xzibit & Lil John Live At VH1
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- Duration: 5:15
- Updated: 19 Dec 2012
WC, Ice Cube, Xzibit & Lil John Live At VH1, Performing All at once live!
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WC, Ice Cube, Xzibit & Lil John Live At VH1, Performing All at once live!
- published: 05 Jul 2009
- views: 9333
- author: dubcnet
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![Xzibit - At The Speed Of Life [Full Album]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130127121247im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/kxWrt4pbesw/default.jpg "Xzibit - At The Speed Of Life [Full Album]")
Xzibit - At The Speed Of Life [Full Album]
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- Duration: 49:21
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
00:00 01. Grand Opening (Interlude) 01:31 02. At The Speed Of Life 05:16 03. Just Maintain (Ft. Hurricane G., J-Ro) 08:37 04. Eyes May Shine 12:35 05. Positively Negative (Ft. King Tee) 16:11 06. Don't Hate Me 17:45 07. Paparazzi 21:40 08. The Foundation 25:35 09. Mrs. Crabtree (Interlude) 26:52 10. Bird's Eye View (Ft. Hurricane G., J-Ro, & Catashtraphe) 31:34 11. Hit & Run (Part II) (Ft. Ras Kass) 35:23 12. Carry The Weight 39:37 13. Plastic Surgery (Ft. Ras Kass & Saafir) 44:17 14. Enemies & Friends 48:18 15. Last Words (Interlude)
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00:00 01. Grand Opening (Interlude) 01:31 02. At The Speed Of Life 05:16 03. Just Maintain (Ft. Hurricane G., J-Ro) 08:37 04. Eyes May Shine 12:35 05. Positively Negative (Ft. King Tee) 16:11 06. Don't Hate Me 17:45 07. Paparazzi 21:40 08. The Foundation 25:35 09. Mrs. Crabtree (Interlude) 26:52 10. Bird's Eye View (Ft. Hurricane G., J-Ro, & Catashtraphe) 31:34 11. Hit & Run (Part II) (Ft. Ras Kass) 35:23 12. Carry The Weight 39:37 13. Plastic Surgery (Ft. Ras Kass & Saafir) 44:17 14. Enemies & Friends 48:18 15. Last Words (Interlude)
- published: 24 Aug 2012
- views: 7457
- author: TheLanguageOfRap
The Up In Smoke Tour (Concert Dr Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit Ice Cube) (2001)
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- Duration: 154:26
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit and Ice Cube all making rap history.
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Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit and Ice Cube all making rap history.
- published: 01 Jan 2012
- views: 90852
- author: therainmaster288
![Xzibit - Man Vs. Machine [Full Album]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130127121247im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/j2MexlzjRYk/default.jpg "Xzibit - Man Vs. Machine [Full Album]")
Xzibit - Man Vs. Machine [Full Album]
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- Duration: 61:59
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
00:00 01. Release Date 04:05 02. Symphony In X Major (Ft. Dr. Dre) 08:01 03. Multiply (Ft. Nate Dogg) 12:09 04. Break Yourself 15:21 05. Heart Of Man 19:29 06. Harder (Ft. The Golden State Project) 23:41 07. Paul (Interlude) 24:08 08. Choke Me, Spank Me (Pull My Hair) (Ft. Traci Nelson) 27:36 09. Losin' Your Mind (Ft. Snoop Dogg) 31:53 10. BK To LA (Ft. MOP) 36:52 11. My Name (Ft. Eminem & Nate Dogg) 41:24 12. The Gambler (Ft. Anthony Hamilton) 46:20 13. Missin' U (Ft. Andre Wilson) 51:43 14. Right On 55:14 15. Bitch Ass Niggas (Interlude) (Ft. Eddie Griffin) 56:57 16. Enemies
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00:00 01. Release Date 04:05 02. Symphony In X Major (Ft. Dr. Dre) 08:01 03. Multiply (Ft. Nate Dogg) 12:09 04. Break Yourself 15:21 05. Heart Of Man 19:29 06. Harder (Ft. The Golden State Project) 23:41 07. Paul (Interlude) 24:08 08. Choke Me, Spank Me (Pull My Hair) (Ft. Traci Nelson) 27:36 09. Losin' Your Mind (Ft. Snoop Dogg) 31:53 10. BK To LA (Ft. MOP) 36:52 11. My Name (Ft. Eminem & Nate Dogg) 41:24 12. The Gambler (Ft. Anthony Hamilton) 46:20 13. Missin' U (Ft. Andre Wilson) 51:43 14. Right On 55:14 15. Bitch Ass Niggas (Interlude) (Ft. Eddie Griffin) 56:57 16. Enemies
- published: 24 Aug 2012
- views: 18990
- author: TheLanguageOfRap
Redemption Dwayne Johnson, Xzibit Film Francais Complet Gangsta Moviez L13Chanceux
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- Duration: 125:26
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
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Xzibit - Napalm (2012)
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- Duration: 73:43
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Xzibit - Napalm. Full Album. Tracklist: 1. State Of Hip-Hop Vs. Xzibit 2. Everything 3. Dos Equise Ft. RBX 4. Something More Ft. Prodigy 5. Gangsta Gangsta 6. Forever AG Ft. Wiz Khalifa 7. 1983 Ft. Trena Joiner (Xzibit's Mom) 8. Stand Tall Ft. Slim Da Mobster 9. Spread It Out 10. Up Out The Way Ft. E-40 11. Napalm 12. Meaning Of Life Ft. Ret. Staff Sargent Shilo Harris (US Army) 13. Louis XIII Ft. King T & Tha Alkaholiks 14. Enjoy The Night Ft. David Banner, Wiz Khalifa & Brevi 15. Movie Ft. Crooked I, Slim Da Mobster & Game 16. I Came To Kill 17. Killer's Remorse Ft. Bishop Lamont, B-Real & Demrick 18. 1983
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Xzibit - Napalm. Full Album. Tracklist: 1. State Of Hip-Hop Vs. Xzibit 2. Everything 3. Dos Equise Ft. RBX 4. Something More Ft. Prodigy 5. Gangsta Gangsta 6. Forever AG Ft. Wiz Khalifa 7. 1983 Ft. Trena Joiner (Xzibit's Mom) 8. Stand Tall Ft. Slim Da Mobster 9. Spread It Out 10. Up Out The Way Ft. E-40 11. Napalm 12. Meaning Of Life Ft. Ret. Staff Sargent Shilo Harris (US Army) 13. Louis XIII Ft. King T & Tha Alkaholiks 14. Enjoy The Night Ft. David Banner, Wiz Khalifa & Brevi 15. Movie Ft. Crooked I, Slim Da Mobster & Game 16. I Came To Kill 17. Killer's Remorse Ft. Bishop Lamont, B-Real & Demrick 18. 1983
- published: 12 Jan 2013
- views: 211
- author: FullHipHopAlbums
![Saints Row the Third [Part 19] - Ride so pimp, Xzibit is jealous](http://web.archive.org./web/20130127121247im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/p9_AY9lKuCk/default.jpg "Saints Row the Third [Part 19] - Ride so pimp, Xzibit is jealous")
Saints Row the Third [Part 19] - Ride so pimp, Xzibit is jealous
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- Duration: 20:47
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
WowCrendor pleaded with Jesse to become a hard bangin' gangsta G with him in Saints Row 3. And so, falling victim to peer pressure like so many D-boyz before him, Jesse joins Crendor on what could be the the greatest example of two white boys trying to be street to ever grace the internet. Many licks were hit and OH YES, we went ham on it. God help us all... ►Get some EPIC OMFGCata gear! Store - goo.gl ►Stay Connected! Shaboozey - shaboozey.com Facebook - http Twitter - twitter.com
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WowCrendor pleaded with Jesse to become a hard bangin' gangsta G with him in Saints Row 3. And so, falling victim to peer pressure like so many D-boyz before him, Jesse joins Crendor on what could be the the greatest example of two white boys trying to be street to ever grace the internet. Many licks were hit and OH YES, we went ham on it. God help us all... ►Get some EPIC OMFGCata gear! Store - goo.gl ►Stay Connected! Shaboozey - shaboozey.com Facebook - http Twitter - twitter.com
- published: 29 Apr 2012
- views: 135261
- author: OMFGcata
![Xzibit - Restless [Full Album]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130127121247im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/zt17EFYn-3g/default.jpg "Xzibit - Restless [Full Album]")
Xzibit - Restless [Full Album]
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- Duration: 59:45
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
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@HynxTheDj 15/11/12 "XZIBIT SHOW"
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- Duration: 37:26
- Updated: 22 Jan 2013
2nd webisode of @HynxTheDj - day in a life (DIAL) hynxdrovizion production 2012 - www.facebook.com/306SHOP
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2nd webisode of @HynxTheDj - day in a life (DIAL) hynxdrovizion production 2012 - www.facebook.com/306SHOP
- published: 18 Dec 2012
- views: 170
- author: Andrew Hincks
![Xzibit - 40 Days & 40 Nightz [Full Album]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130127121247im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/dc5op0EZzWk/default.jpg "Xzibit - 40 Days & 40 Nightz [Full Album]")
Xzibit - 40 Days & 40 Nightz [Full Album]
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- Duration: 57:09
- Updated: 24 Jan 2013
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Xzibit Live at Studio with Hektic Records: Strongv , Nick freddy and Furious D
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- Duration: 33:03
- Updated: 14 Dec 2012
Hektic Records Presents - Strongv , Nick Freddy and Furious D killing the stage Featuring Xzibit at Studio in Lethbridge Alberta More shows coming soon !!! Filmed at Studio NightClub in Lethbridge Alberta Follow at : @therealstrongv @nick_freddy @hekticrecords Produced and Edited By: Andrew Carl Gilbert Twitter: @Grapplerandrew E-mail: Andrewcarlgilbert@hotmail.com Youtube: www.youtube.com
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Hektic Records Presents - Strongv , Nick Freddy and Furious D killing the stage Featuring Xzibit at Studio in Lethbridge Alberta More shows coming soon !!! Filmed at Studio NightClub in Lethbridge Alberta Follow at : @therealstrongv @nick_freddy @hekticrecords Produced and Edited By: Andrew Carl Gilbert Twitter: @Grapplerandrew E-mail: Andrewcarlgilbert@hotmail.com Youtube: www.youtube.com
- published: 14 Dec 2012
- views: 92
- author: strongv
XZIBIT - LIVE @ THE ROCKPILE IN TORONTO NOVEMBER 10TH 2012
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- Duration: 39:23
- Updated: 12 Jan 2013
"XZIBIT" live in Toronto at "The Rockpile" November 10th 2012. Check out this sweet video from my camera. You can't get closer than this! Gangster!!!!!!!!!
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"XZIBIT" live in Toronto at "The Rockpile" November 10th 2012. Check out this sweet video from my camera. You can't get closer than this! Gangster!!!!!!!!!
- published: 24 Nov 2012
- views: 119
- author: MRWIGLEY10
DayZ: LAZOR BEARS AND XZIBIT?!
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- Duration: 21:13
- Updated: 13 Jan 2013
Just decided to play some Day Z alone on Namalsk, got really lucky. -Steven
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Just decided to play some Day Z alone on Namalsk, got really lucky. -Steven
- published: 06 Jan 2013
- views: 96
- author: NorthWeast
Let's Play Borderlands 2 : Part 6 ~ Someone get Xzibit
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- Duration: 21:03
- Updated: 12 Jan 2013
-Or was it "Eggs-Ribbit"-? (I do not own any Part of the 'Borderlands Franchise. All rights go to GearBox Software)
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-Or was it "Eggs-Ribbit"-? (I do not own any Part of the 'Borderlands Franchise. All rights go to GearBox Software)
- published: 04 Jan 2013
- views: 2
- author: TheToonGamer
Xzibit - Napalm - FULL ALBUM
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- Duration: 72:59
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Xzibit o X To The Z, all'anagrafe Alvin Nathaniel Joiner (Detroit, 18 settembre 1974) è un rapper, attore e personaggio televisivo statunitense, conosciuto anche per la trasmissione di MTV Pimp My Ride. Napalm, risulta un album godibile, pur non eccelso. La carica di X è rimasta immutata, come se i sei anni passati lontano dai microfoni dall' ultimo lavoro ''Full circle'' fossero passati in un lampo, scrostando l'inevitabile ruggine. Fin dalla track iniziale, State of Hip Hop vs. Xzibit, si scorge immediatamente l'energia che l'artista cerca di trasmettere. Curioso l'esperimento pseudo rock della traccia che dà il titolo all'album, un singolo potente che risveglia l'attenzione per il progetto. X si districa abilmente tra testi più autocelebrativi (Everything o Gangsta Gangsta) ad altri più profondi e pieni di passioni, come le autobiografiche 1983 o Meaning of life. L'album contiene diciassette tracce + una bonus track, il remix di ''1983'' non presente in copertina. Esce nel 2012 sotto la casa discografica ''Open Bar''. 01 - State of Hip Hop vs Xzibit (Produced by Butcher) 0:00 02 - Everything (Produced by Rick Rock) 3:53 03 - Dos Equis (Feat. RBX) 8:01 04 - Something More (Feat. Prodigy ''ex Mobb deep'') 12:07 05 - Gangsta Gangsta (Produced by DJ Chill) 15:50 06 - Forever AG (Feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Produced by E Dan) 20:06 07 - 1983 (Feat. Trena Joiner [Xzibit's Mom]) (Produced by Insane Wayne) 24:04 08 - Stand Tall (Feat. Slim The Mobster) (Produced by S1) 27:51 09 ...
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Xzibit o X To The Z, all'anagrafe Alvin Nathaniel Joiner (Detroit, 18 settembre 1974) è un rapper, attore e personaggio televisivo statunitense, conosciuto anche per la trasmissione di MTV Pimp My Ride. Napalm, risulta un album godibile, pur non eccelso. La carica di X è rimasta immutata, come se i sei anni passati lontano dai microfoni dall' ultimo lavoro ''Full circle'' fossero passati in un lampo, scrostando l'inevitabile ruggine. Fin dalla track iniziale, State of Hip Hop vs. Xzibit, si scorge immediatamente l'energia che l'artista cerca di trasmettere. Curioso l'esperimento pseudo rock della traccia che dà il titolo all'album, un singolo potente che risveglia l'attenzione per il progetto. X si districa abilmente tra testi più autocelebrativi (Everything o Gangsta Gangsta) ad altri più profondi e pieni di passioni, come le autobiografiche 1983 o Meaning of life. L'album contiene diciassette tracce + una bonus track, il remix di ''1983'' non presente in copertina. Esce nel 2012 sotto la casa discografica ''Open Bar''. 01 - State of Hip Hop vs Xzibit (Produced by Butcher) 0:00 02 - Everything (Produced by Rick Rock) 3:53 03 - Dos Equis (Feat. RBX) 8:01 04 - Something More (Feat. Prodigy ''ex Mobb deep'') 12:07 05 - Gangsta Gangsta (Produced by DJ Chill) 15:50 06 - Forever AG (Feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Produced by E Dan) 20:06 07 - 1983 (Feat. Trena Joiner [Xzibit's Mom]) (Produced by Insane Wayne) 24:04 08 - Stand Tall (Feat. Slim The Mobster) (Produced by S1) 27:51 09 ...
- published: 06 Jan 2013
- views: 1261
- author: aaaaaaa1268
Xzibit - Sydney Big Day Out - 25 January 2003 - Australia
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- Duration: 51:26
- Updated: 19 May 2012
Xzibit - Sydney Big Day Out - 25 January 2003 - Australia Full Set filmed by me SS666 Another show from my master vault check out my other full live shows www.youtube.com comment and share
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Xzibit - Sydney Big Day Out - 25 January 2003 - Australia Full Set filmed by me SS666 Another show from my master vault check out my other full live shows www.youtube.com comment and share
- published: 06 Nov 2011
- views: 286
- author: ss9ball
HIP HOP MIX FT. KURUPT,RAS KASS,SCARFACE,XZIBIT,SAUCE MONEY AND MORE...
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 40:26
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
HIP HOP MIX
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Xzibit(World Trade Center)
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- Duration: 34:09
- Updated: 27 Oct 2011
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xzibit интервью. Челябинск
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 22:50
- Updated: 12 Dec 2012
25 октября интервью с xzibit. vashetv.ru
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DayZ - Mit Pseudo & MasterLee auf Namalsk mit G36 nem Helikopter und Xzibit
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- Duration: 68:05
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
Pseudo, MasterLee und ich auf Namalsk. Wir sind auf einem Private Hive und der Server schenkt uns zum Respwan ne G36, tut mir leid das es net ganz Standard ist. Ach, und Heli sind wir auch geflogen. ;) Und den Xzibit hab ich auch noch gesehen 1:02:00 PS Ich werde so richtig evil. ^^ Viel Spaß, lg mave MasterLee Gaming - www.youtube.com Pseudo - www.youtube.com Der Spieler startet an einem Strandabschnitt in dem fiktiven post-sowjetischen Staat Chernarus, dessen Bewohner von einer mysteriösen Viruserkrankung in Zombies verwandelt wurden. Als Überlebender (engl.: Survivor) muss sich der Spieler unbewaffnet (in der neusten Version), mit wenig Vorräten und einem Rucksack versehen, ins Landesinnere vorkämpfen um Wasser, Nahrung, Waffen, Munition, Survival-Ausrüstung und Medikamente zu finden. Dabei trifft er auf Zombies und andere Überlebende. Letztere können freundlich aber auch feindlich sein. Man kann sich mit freundlichen Spielern zusammentun, oder wird von Banditen überfallen, getötet und ausgeraubt. Daher ist taktisches, vorausschauendes, umsichtiges Vorgehen erforderlich, welches eine ganz eigene Spannung aufbaut.
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Pseudo, MasterLee und ich auf Namalsk. Wir sind auf einem Private Hive und der Server schenkt uns zum Respwan ne G36, tut mir leid das es net ganz Standard ist. Ach, und Heli sind wir auch geflogen. ;) Und den Xzibit hab ich auch noch gesehen 1:02:00 PS Ich werde so richtig evil. ^^ Viel Spaß, lg mave MasterLee Gaming - www.youtube.com Pseudo - www.youtube.com Der Spieler startet an einem Strandabschnitt in dem fiktiven post-sowjetischen Staat Chernarus, dessen Bewohner von einer mysteriösen Viruserkrankung in Zombies verwandelt wurden. Als Überlebender (engl.: Survivor) muss sich der Spieler unbewaffnet (in der neusten Version), mit wenig Vorräten und einem Rucksack versehen, ins Landesinnere vorkämpfen um Wasser, Nahrung, Waffen, Munition, Survival-Ausrüstung und Medikamente zu finden. Dabei trifft er auf Zombies und andere Überlebende. Letztere können freundlich aber auch feindlich sein. Man kann sich mit freundlichen Spielern zusammentun, oder wird von Banditen überfallen, getötet und ausgeraubt. Daher ist taktisches, vorausschauendes, umsichtiges Vorgehen erforderlich, welches eine ganz eigene Spannung aufbaut.
- published: 02 Dec 2012
- views: 206
- author: maveMX84
DayZ - Mit Xzibit auf Namalsk
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 53:28
- Updated: 06 Dec 2012
Auf dem Weg zu MasterLee und Pseudo begegnen mir so allerlei Zombies und auch der Xzibit lässt sich nochmal blicken. Als ich dann bis zu Lee gekommen bin ist es schon wieder viel zu spannend. MasterLee Gaming - www.youtube.com Pseudo - www.youtube.com Der Spieler startet an einem Strandabschnitt in dem fiktiven post-sowjetischen Staat Chernarus, dessen Bewohner von einer mysteriösen Viruserkrankung in Zombies verwandelt wurden. Als Überlebender (engl.: Survivor) muss sich der Spieler unbewaffnet (in der neusten Version), mit wenig Vorräten und einem Rucksack versehen, ins Landesinnere vorkämpfen um Wasser, Nahrung, Waffen, Munition, Survival-Ausrüstung und Medikamente zu finden. Dabei trifft er auf Zombies und andere Überlebende. Letztere können freundlich aber auch feindlich sein. Man kann sich mit freundlichen Spielern zusammentun, oder wird von Banditen überfallen, getötet und ausgeraubt. Daher ist taktisches, vorausschauendes, umsichtiges Vorgehen erforderlich, welches eine ganz eigene Spannung aufbaut.
http://wn.com/DayZ_Mit_Xzibit_auf_Namalsk
Auf dem Weg zu MasterLee und Pseudo begegnen mir so allerlei Zombies und auch der Xzibit lässt sich nochmal blicken. Als ich dann bis zu Lee gekommen bin ist es schon wieder viel zu spannend. MasterLee Gaming - www.youtube.com Pseudo - www.youtube.com Der Spieler startet an einem Strandabschnitt in dem fiktiven post-sowjetischen Staat Chernarus, dessen Bewohner von einer mysteriösen Viruserkrankung in Zombies verwandelt wurden. Als Überlebender (engl.: Survivor) muss sich der Spieler unbewaffnet (in der neusten Version), mit wenig Vorräten und einem Rucksack versehen, ins Landesinnere vorkämpfen um Wasser, Nahrung, Waffen, Munition, Survival-Ausrüstung und Medikamente zu finden. Dabei trifft er auf Zombies und andere Überlebende. Letztere können freundlich aber auch feindlich sein. Man kann sich mit freundlichen Spielern zusammentun, oder wird von Banditen überfallen, getötet und ausgeraubt. Daher ist taktisches, vorausschauendes, umsichtiges Vorgehen erforderlich, welches eine ganz eigene Spannung aufbaut.
- published: 04 Dec 2012
- views: 55
- author: maveMX84
Xzibit в Екатеринбурге
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- Duration: 28:15
- Updated: 28 Feb 2012
Tele-Club 29.10.11
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REPICHEVA STREET - 1L - "FULL CONCERT - РАЗОГРЕВ XZIBIT" - 2011
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- Duration: 24:21
- Updated: 09 Nov 2011
Full Concert - 2011
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XZIBIT x MONTREALITY // Interview
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- Duration: 9:10
- Updated: 15 Jan 2013
In this interview with Montreality, Xzibit speaks about: - The type of student he was at school (0:15) - Jobs he had as a teenager growing up (0:34) - What he spent his 1st big paycheck on (1:18) - The key to success (1:32) - His passion for reading & favorite books (2:07) - What he would call his book, if he were to write one (2:40) - What he thinks he were in a previous lifetime (3:06) - His last meal of choice (3:33) - His favorite cartoon character (3:51) - His favorite videogames (4:18) - The worst injury he's every had (4:45) - His talents besides entertainment (5:18) - Wanting to collaborate with Ice Cube (5:34) - What he thinks of Kendrick Lamar (5:40) - His song 1983 & the situation between him, Eminem & Paul Rosenberg (6:07) - His memories of the late great west-coast legend Nate Dogg (6:45) - His legacy, what he hopes to leave behind (8:35) STAY CONNECTED WITH MONTREALITY The Urban Authority across Canada. TheMontreality.com http Facebook.com YouTube.com
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In this interview with Montreality, Xzibit speaks about: - The type of student he was at school (0:15) - Jobs he had as a teenager growing up (0:34) - What he spent his 1st big paycheck on (1:18) - The key to success (1:32) - His passion for reading & favorite books (2:07) - What he would call his book, if he were to write one (2:40) - What he thinks he were in a previous lifetime (3:06) - His last meal of choice (3:33) - His favorite cartoon character (3:51) - His favorite videogames (4:18) - The worst injury he's every had (4:45) - His talents besides entertainment (5:18) - Wanting to collaborate with Ice Cube (5:34) - What he thinks of Kendrick Lamar (5:40) - His song 1983 & the situation between him, Eminem & Paul Rosenberg (6:07) - His memories of the late great west-coast legend Nate Dogg (6:45) - His legacy, what he hopes to leave behind (8:35) STAY CONNECTED WITH MONTREALITY The Urban Authority across Canada. TheMontreality.com http Facebook.com YouTube.com
- published: 14 Nov 2012
- views: 14535
- author: Montreality514
Xzibit Interview with community radio Cairns FM 89.1.wmv
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- Duration: 15:38
- Updated: 16 Mar 2012
Our city Cairns, Australia was truly blessed when Hip Hop Superstar Xzibit performed here on 27th November 2011 @ Brothers World of Entertainment thanks to llusive Entertainment & Electric Avenue. Community Radio Station Cairns FM 89.1 was thrilled when 'X' dropped into the studio for a visit & interview the next day....... Produced by Marky G & DJ Marcus Far I, Thank you Xzibit & the crew....moment to remember! You may still have the chance to see him on tour in Australia, check following website- www.illusive.com.au Also check- www.cairnsfm891.org.au www.xzibit.com
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Interview_with_community_radio_Cairns_FM_891wmv
Our city Cairns, Australia was truly blessed when Hip Hop Superstar Xzibit performed here on 27th November 2011 @ Brothers World of Entertainment thanks to llusive Entertainment & Electric Avenue. Community Radio Station Cairns FM 89.1 was thrilled when 'X' dropped into the studio for a visit & interview the next day....... Produced by Marky G & DJ Marcus Far I, Thank you Xzibit & the crew....moment to remember! You may still have the chance to see him on tour in Australia, check following website- www.illusive.com.au Also check- www.cairnsfm891.org.au www.xzibit.com
- published: 01 Dec 2011
- views: 1652
- author: kuiam1
FunX interview Xzibit
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:19
- Updated: 28 Jun 2012
FunX reporter Q-Bah talks to Xzibit while he was in Amsterdam.
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FunX reporter Q-Bah talks to Xzibit while he was in Amsterdam.
- published: 23 May 2007
- views: 12761
- author: FunXFM
Xzibit Interview
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:49
- Updated: 10 Dec 2012
Xzibit Interview
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Xzibit Interview Live @ MTV
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:44
- Updated: 30 Dec 2012
We caught up with Xzibit from the Hit MTV Show "Pimp My Ride". While visiting Toronto, X gave us the 411 about his latest album release, as well as upcoming silver screen appearances.
http://wn.com/Xzibit_Interview_Live_@_MTV
We caught up with Xzibit from the Hit MTV Show "Pimp My Ride". While visiting Toronto, X gave us the 411 about his latest album release, as well as upcoming silver screen appearances.
- published: 25 Feb 2008
- views: 9440
- author: blupearlmedia
Call of Duty XP: Modern Warfare 3 - Interview - Xzibit
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- Duration: 3:51
- Updated: 21 Nov 2012
Xzibit chops it up with Homer Rabara on the black carpet at Call of Duty XP 2011 For more Call of Duty XP coverage, visit: www.gamespot.com
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Xzibit chops it up with Homer Rabara on the black carpet at Call of Duty XP 2011 For more Call of Duty XP coverage, visit: www.gamespot.com
- published: 04 Sep 2011
- views: 14804
- author: gamespot
Exclusive interview with Xzibit and GODER MAGAZINE
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:22
- Updated: 03 Dec 2012
GODER MAGAZINE caught up with XZIBIT at the New Parish in Oakland and gave us an exlusive interview after his much antisipated return to the music scene. The New Parish in Oakland Ca was is first stop while promoting his new album NAPALM. #GODER
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GODER MAGAZINE caught up with XZIBIT at the New Parish in Oakland and gave us an exlusive interview after his much antisipated return to the music scene. The New Parish in Oakland Ca was is first stop while promoting his new album NAPALM. #GODER
- published: 06 Oct 2012
- views: 112144
- author: GO DER
Interview with Xzibit & Young Dee by ST
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:21
- Updated: 06 Jan 2013
Интервью с Xzibit & Young Dee для телеканала Music Box
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Интервью с Xzibit & Young Dee для телеканала Music Box
- published: 05 Nov 2011
- views: 33392
- author: realstoizsta
XZIBIT "Concentrate" - uncensored
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- Duration: 4:20
- Updated: 15 Jan 2013
Top Videos ... click: youtube.com BUZZ ... must see: flix.bz .... NEW today cieon.me Since the release of his 1996 debut "At The Speed Of Life," Xzibit has released five full length albums including the 2000 blockbuster "Restless" which included "X," produced by Dr. Dre. Xzibit has also expanded his visibility with high profile step-outs, including Dr. Dre's 2001 monster release, huge concert tours like 2000's "Up In Smoke" and roles in movies like "8 Mile" with Eminem and "The Gridiron Gang" with Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. Lately, Xzibit has focused his attention on hosting his hit MTV series "Pimp My Ride." Now he's back with his new full length album "Full Circle," an aggressive return to form. It features some of his most political anthems to date, along with the Rick Rock produced single "Concentrate." "Full Circle" also features The Game, DJ Quik, T-Pain, Too Short, Daz, Kurupt, and comedian Donnell Rawlings from the hit series "The Dave Chappelle Show." http
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Top Videos ... click: youtube.com BUZZ ... must see: flix.bz .... NEW today cieon.me Since the release of his 1996 debut "At The Speed Of Life," Xzibit has released five full length albums including the 2000 blockbuster "Restless" which included "X," produced by Dr. Dre. Xzibit has also expanded his visibility with high profile step-outs, including Dr. Dre's 2001 monster release, huge concert tours like 2000's "Up In Smoke" and roles in movies like "8 Mile" with Eminem and "The Gridiron Gang" with Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. Lately, Xzibit has focused his attention on hosting his hit MTV series "Pimp My Ride." Now he's back with his new full length album "Full Circle," an aggressive return to form. It features some of his most political anthems to date, along with the Rick Rock produced single "Concentrate." "Full Circle" also features The Game, DJ Quik, T-Pain, Too Short, Daz, Kurupt, and comedian Donnell Rawlings from the hit series "The Dave Chappelle Show." http
- published: 31 May 2007
- views: 8581265
- author: nogoodtv
8 Mile - Eminem vs Xzibit Freestyle HD
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- Duration: 3:07
- Updated: 15 Jan 2013
8 Mile - (Detroit) Eminem vs Xzibit Freestyle - Rap Battle
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8 Mile - (Detroit) Eminem vs Xzibit Freestyle - Rap Battle
- published: 04 May 2011
- views: 111660
- author: FinlangProductions
Dr. Dre - Whats The Difference Feat Xzibit & Eminem & LYRICS
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- Duration: 4:05
- Updated: 15 Jan 2013
[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] [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 ...
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[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] [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 ...
- published: 29 Mar 2008
- views: 316563
- author: Eminem15345
Dr Dre - Whats The Difference (Feat. Xzibit & Eminem) Uncensored HQ
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- Duration: 4:00
- Updated: 15 Jan 2013
• Dr Dre - Whats The Difference (Feat. Xzibit & Eminem) • The Chronic [LYRICS] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] 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 ...
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• Dr Dre - Whats The Difference (Feat. Xzibit & Eminem) • The Chronic [LYRICS] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] 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 ...
- published: 23 Jun 2012
- views: 206087
- author: McJosh313
Add Xzibit on XBox Live at your own risk: mrxzibit38 / konkeyd0ng
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 2:10
- Updated: 15 Jan 2013
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- published: 17 Aug 2012
- views: 104184
- author: AtheneWins
Eminem Ft. Xzibit- Dont Approach Me
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- Duration: 4:36
- Updated: 12 Jan 2013
Eminem- Dont Approach Me
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Ian McCall vs Darrell Montague FULL FIGHT at TPF 8/5/11
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 15:08
- Updated: 05 Jan 2013
Intro sound clip: Bliss n Eso feat. Xzibit, "People Up On It"
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Intro sound clip: Bliss n Eso feat. Xzibit, "People Up On It"
- published: 12 Aug 2011
- views: 38056
- author: MMAinterviews
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference HD live with lyrics
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- Duration: 4:11
- Updated: 15 Jan 2013
[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] [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 ...
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[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] [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 ...
- published: 12 Sep 2009
- views: 10862
- author: eduzis
Xzibit - Don't Approach Me
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- Duration: 4:39
- Updated: 14 Jan 2013
Another High Quality Music Release From OutsiderGamer feat. Eminem Xzibit - Don't Approach Me - Restless - 2000 24 bits, 320 x 240, 15 fps Lower Field First DivX® 6.6.1 Codec (1 Logical CPU) Check data rate: 240 KB/sec PCM, 24.000 kHz, 16 Bit, Stereo
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Another High Quality Music Release From OutsiderGamer feat. Eminem Xzibit - Don't Approach Me - Restless - 2000 24 bits, 320 x 240, 15 fps Lower Field First DivX® 6.6.1 Codec (1 Logical CPU) Check data rate: 240 KB/sec PCM, 24.000 kHz, 16 Bit, Stereo
- published: 09 Aug 2007
- views: 132039
- author: outsidergamer
J-Ro of the Alkaholiks - The X Homie (Xzibit Diss)
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- Duration: 2:08
- Updated: 31 Dec 2012
jro alkaholics diss xzibit j-ro tha liks strong arm steady krondon mitchy slick tiny doo phil agony will blast tash e-swift olde old english mickeys alkaholiks alkaholics alcaholics brotha lynch westcoast
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jro alkaholics diss xzibit j-ro tha liks strong arm steady krondon mitchy slick tiny doo phil agony will blast tash e-swift olde old english mickeys alkaholiks alkaholics alcaholics brotha lynch westcoast
- published: 29 Aug 2008
- views: 52963
- author: dubeeb
![Xzibit feat. Eminem - Don't Approach Me [HQ Video+Sound]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130127121247im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/R10A7XBhr28/default.jpg "Xzibit feat. Eminem - Don't Approach Me [HQ Video+Sound]")
Xzibit feat. Eminem - Don't Approach Me [HQ Video+Sound]
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:37
- Updated: 14 Jan 2013
[Artist]: Xzibit & Eminem -- [Song]: Don't Approach Me -- [Album]: Xzibit - Restless -- [Year]: 2000
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[Artist]: Xzibit & Eminem -- [Song]: Don't Approach Me -- [Album]: Xzibit - Restless -- [Year]: 2000
- published: 12 Oct 2009
- views: 28251
- author: p1tbull
dr dre, snoop dogg, eminem, xzibit, ice cube & d12 up in smoke tour Part. 4
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 9:51
- Updated: 15 Jan 2013
http://wn.com/dr_dre,_snoop_dogg,_eminem,_xzibit,_ice_cube_d12_up_in_smoke_tour_Part_4
Xzibit Says Puffy Gay
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- Duration: 3:10
- Updated: 06 Jan 2013
diaryofahollywoodstreetking.com - Xzibit discusses P Diddy's many GAY tendencies.
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diaryofahollywoodstreetking.com - Xzibit discusses P Diddy's many GAY tendencies.
- published: 11 Dec 2010
- views: 14801
- author: hollywoodstreetkings
MADtv - HNL - The Rock and Xzibit
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- Duration: 4:08
- Updated: 14 Jan 2013
Keegan Michael Key's Eugene Struthers character taking it to the HNL on MADtv
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Keegan Michael Key's Eugene Struthers character taking it to the HNL on MADtv
- published: 02 Jul 2009
- views: 47746
- author: SquirrelSF
"Don't Approach Me" Xzibit - Eminem
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- Duration: 5:39
- Updated: 14 Jan 2013
"Don't Approach Me" music video from Xzibit and Eminem from the Anger Management Tour. Features Papa Roach, D12 and others. Produced by FortressDVD, directed by Devin DeHaven
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"Don't Approach Me" music video from Xzibit and Eminem from the Anger Management Tour. Features Papa Roach, D12 and others. Produced by FortressDVD, directed by Devin DeHaven
- published: 25 Jul 2007
- views: 77312
- author: fortressdvd
9:37
XZIBIT -Live at The Royal Arena Festival
XZIBIT tore it down at The Royal Arena Festival in Switzerland with the help of DJ FINGAZ ...
published: 22 Aug 2011
author: FABRICALITV
XZIBIT -Live at The Royal Arena Festival
XZIBIT tore it down at The Royal Arena Festival in Switzerland with the help of DJ FINGAZ & YOUNG DE.
- published: 22 Aug 2011
- views: 16739
- author: FABRICALITV
3:47
Xzibit - Thank You (Live On Letterman 10-05-06)
Xzibit performing song off the album Full Circle, "Thank You". Make sure to support Xzibit...
published: 06 Oct 2006
author: lates987
Xzibit - Thank You (Live On Letterman 10-05-06)
Xzibit performing song off the album Full Circle, "Thank You". Make sure to support Xzibit and buy the album when it comes out Oct. 17.
- published: 06 Oct 2006
- views: 727184
- author: lates987
3:59
Snoop Dogg & Xzibit Bitch Please Live/Up in Smoke Tour 2000
From: The Up in Smoke Tour; was a West Coast hip hop tour in 2000 featuring artist Ice Cub...
published: 10 May 2009
author: Westcoastpioneers
Snoop Dogg & Xzibit Bitch Please Live/Up in Smoke Tour 2000
From: The Up in Smoke Tour; was a West Coast hip hop tour in 2000 featuring artist Ice Cube, Eminem, Proof, Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Nate Dogg, Kurupt, D12, MC Ren, Westside Connection, Mel-Man, Tha Eastsidaz, Doggy's Angels, Devin The Dude, Warren G, TQ, Truth Hurts and Xzibit. Background The tour was originally called the Chronic 2000 Tour under the pretext of Dr. Dre's to-be-released collaborative album The Chronic 2000 (later renamed), with Snoop Dogg stating "Yeah, me, Dr. Dre, Eminem, Xzibit, Proof, Warren G, and Nate Dogg," in September 1999. By April 2000, Ice Cube was on board as part of the tour, which was slated for a June 15 start in San Diego. MC Ren, one time MC of NWA, was expected to join the tour in order to have reunited version of NWA along with Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, and Snoop Dogg. Come May the tour was officially known as the Up In Smoke Tour, and Dr. Dre was promising fans "It's gonna be incredible. We're gonna give everybody that's been buying our records a real show, something they've never seen before." By June, the month which the tour began in, plans were finalized with Kurupt joining the tour. It was decided that he would start the opening set which would be followed by Warren G and Xzibit, then Ice Cube would take the third spot whilst Eminem would take the fourth set. Dr. Dre would be the final set with collaborations including Snoop Dogg and the NWA reunion taking place during this segment. Also, surprise guests were promised during various shows ...
- published: 10 May 2009
- views: 204312
- author: Westcoastpioneers
6:41
What's The Difference (LIVE) - Dr.Dre ft Xzibit & Eminem
What's The Difference (LIVE) - Dr.Dre ft Xzibit & Eminem (UP IN SMOKE TOUR)...
published: 15 Dec 2010
author: XFabio14X
What's The Difference (LIVE) - Dr.Dre ft Xzibit & Eminem
What's The Difference (LIVE) - Dr.Dre ft Xzibit & Eminem (UP IN SMOKE TOUR)
- published: 15 Dec 2010
- views: 36063
- author: XFabio14X
5:15
Ice Cube feat WC, Lil Jon, Xzibit LIVE
1.song - Check Yo Self (xzibit) 2.song - It was a good day (wc) 3.song - Why we Thugs (ice...
published: 26 Feb 2009
author: BGKnocccOut
Ice Cube feat WC, Lil Jon, Xzibit LIVE
1.song - Check Yo Self (xzibit) 2.song - It was a good day (wc) 3.song - Why we Thugs (ice cube) 4.song - Go to church (ice Cube&Lil; jon)
- published: 26 Feb 2009
- views: 13449
- author: BGKnocccOut
154:26
The Up In Smoke Tour (Concert Dr Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit Ice Cube) (2001)
Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit and Ice Cube all making rap history....
published: 01 Jan 2012
author: therainmaster288
The Up In Smoke Tour (Concert Dr Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit Ice Cube) (2001)
Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit and Ice Cube all making rap history.
- published: 01 Jan 2012
- views: 90852
- author: therainmaster288
2:42
XZIBIT - State of Hip-Hop Vs Xzibit (Live) Produced by BeatButcha
www.XzibitCentral.com http www.Twitter.com Xzibit's first single off the upcoming album "N...
published: 05 Dec 2011
author: Alvin Memisevic
XZIBIT - State of Hip-Hop Vs Xzibit (Live) Produced by BeatButcha
www.XzibitCentral.com http www.Twitter.com Xzibit's first single off the upcoming album "Napalm" set to release in 2012. Song is produced by BeatButcha. You can follow Xzibit and BeatButcha via Twitter : @Xzibit , @BeatButcha , and also me @aLvindeBa . Enjoy.
- published: 05 Dec 2011
- views: 12453
- author: Alvin Memisevic
8:32
Xzibit Live show (Paparazzi, Get Your Walk On, What's the Difference) - Bliss N Eso backstage - HQ
www.xzibitcentral.com - Xzibit Live show (Paparazzi, Get Your Walk On, What's the Differen...
published: 30 May 2009
author: XzibitCentralcom
Xzibit Live show (Paparazzi, Get Your Walk On, What's the Difference) - Bliss N Eso backstage - HQ
www.xzibitcentral.com - Xzibit Live show (Paparazzi, Get Your Walk On, What's the Difference) - Bliss N Eso backstage. For the extended version of this clip check out http This video was shot at Xzibit's show at The Forum, Sydney, on October 5th 2008. On stage MC's: Xzibit, Defari, Jelly Roll. On the decks: Dj Invisible, Sir Jinx. Credit for this video goes to Dennis "DXV" Vollmer from Skyline Productions - www.skyline-productions.net Bliss N Eso are one of Australia's premier hip hop crews, check them out at www.blissneso.com
- published: 30 May 2009
- views: 149132
- author: XzibitCentralcom
4:18
Dr. Dre Ft Eminem & Xzibit Whats The Difference LIVE Subtitulada Al Español HD
Espero que les guste,la performance que hicieron es genial, para mi el mejor concierto de ...
published: 18 Apr 2012
author: McJoshSubtitula
Dr. Dre Ft Eminem & Xzibit Whats The Difference LIVE Subtitulada Al Español HD
Espero que les guste,la performance que hicieron es genial, para mi el mejor concierto de Rap que existió, Gracias facu por el video, Comenten, Voten, Y Si Les Gusto Suscribanse
- published: 18 Apr 2012
- views: 7705
- author: McJoshSubtitula
2:11
Xzibit Live at the 2010 Kday Krush Groove
Xzibit live as the surprise guest at the 2010 Kday Krush Groove! www.twitter.com/xzibit...
published: 29 Apr 2010
author: mrxtothaztv
Xzibit Live at the 2010 Kday Krush Groove
Xzibit live as the surprise guest at the 2010 Kday Krush Groove! www.twitter.com/xzibit
- published: 29 Apr 2010
- views: 3942
- author: mrxtothaztv
4:11
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference Up In Smoke Tour LIVE
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference Up In Smoke Tour LIVE Gunit 50 Cent Hiphop ...
published: 19 Feb 2009
author: Sickerflow91
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference Up In Smoke Tour LIVE
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference Up In Smoke Tour LIVE Gunit 50 Cent Hiphop Westcoast new york brooklyn rap
- published: 19 Feb 2009
- views: 516965
- author: Sickerflow91
3:30
NBA Live 10 Soundtrack - Fanatic [Xzibit & JLR]
twitter.com...
published: 09 Oct 2009
author: JLRthatruth
NBA Live 10 Soundtrack - Fanatic [Xzibit & JLR]
twitter.com
- published: 09 Oct 2009
- views: 148970
- author: JLRthatruth
3:39
Snoop Dogg, Xzibit & Ice Cube - Live From LA (1999) [VHS-Rip]
Here's a full version of this rare video to one of the best unreleased tracks from the Wes...
published: 26 Jun 2010
author: Mietas23
Snoop Dogg, Xzibit & Ice Cube - Live From LA (1999) [VHS-Rip]
Here's a full version of this rare video to one of the best unreleased tracks from the West Coast - "Live From LA". Performed by Snoop Dogg, Xzibit & Ice Cube and produced by DJ Quik.. Enjoy it and leave freedback!
- published: 26 Jun 2010
- views: 81306
- author: Mietas23
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3:26
Know Your Meme: Yo Dawg
Jamie Dubs investigates the origins & evolution of the "Yo Dawg" image macro
More info & ...
published: 12 Apr 2009
author: Rocketboom
Know Your Meme: Yo Dawg
Jamie Dubs investigates the origins & evolution of the "Yo Dawg" image macro
More info & images on the Internet Meme Database: http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/48-xzibit-yo-dawg
30:35
All In by Chaoz Productions
With helicopters, RED cameras and some of the top freeskiers in the world, Chaoz Productio...
published: 15 Dec 2010
author: Chaoz Productions
All In by Chaoz Productions
With helicopters, RED cameras and some of the top freeskiers in the world, Chaoz Productions goes ALL IN.
This sport is constantly evolving, and it does not seem to take an end. To keep up the pace, it's only one thing to do. Go ALL IN!
From the beautiful Folgefonna (Norway), to the dark streets of Gothenburg (Sweden), Chaoz has captured some amazing shots and put together an epic movie for you to enjoy.
Directed and produced by Eivind Aurstad.
Graphics: Lasse Nyhaugen
Featuring:Fridtjof Fredricsson, Gaute Silseth, Oskar Pedersen, Thomas Dølplads, Jens Gunhildrud, Lars Haakon Hafsal, Kim Boberg, Lasse Nyhaugen, PC Fosse, Maria Bagge, Espen Bergh, Elvis Eidsvold Harsheim, Klaus Finne, Audun Linnerud and friends.
www.chaoz.no
4:09
Gumball 2010 pt.3 - "Total Eclipse"
Tony Hawk,Mike"Rooftop"Escamilla,John Dale,Jesse Fritsch fly from Sweden to Maine, with a ...
published: 09 May 2010
author: mike escamilla
Gumball 2010 pt.3 - "Total Eclipse"
Tony Hawk,Mike"Rooftop"Escamilla,John Dale,Jesse Fritsch fly from Sweden to Maine, with a little help from some friends like Xzibit, Idris Elba, Eve, and Ricky Schroder, DJ Fingaz, and Bun B
8:10
Lost In 2010
This is the longest edit I've ever made. Its a Compilation of footage from 2010 with a few...
published: 21 Jan 2011
author: mike escamilla
Lost In 2010
This is the longest edit I've ever made. Its a Compilation of footage from 2010 with a few stragglers and extras thrown in.Most of it is footage that never got used or was shot on a Iphone or Go Pro.There are a few clips thrown in that are from edits from 2010.But basically its a quick little view on what my day to day was and who I spent it with in 2010.enjoy.
Youtube results:
4:22
Xzibit - Saturday Night Live
From Weapons of Mass Destruction...
published: 30 Mar 2010
author: o0P4PBOXING0o
Xzibit - Saturday Night Live
From Weapons of Mass Destruction
- published: 30 Mar 2010
- views: 16540
- author: o0P4PBOXING0o
4:12
Dr.Dre feat Xzibit & Eminem - Whats The Difference - (Live)
www.xzibitcentral.com - Dr.Dre feat Xzibit & Eminem - Whats The Difference - (Live perform...
published: 17 Jan 2007
author: XzibitCentralcom
Dr.Dre feat Xzibit & Eminem - Whats The Difference - (Live)
www.xzibitcentral.com - Dr.Dre feat Xzibit & Eminem - Whats The Difference - (Live performance). Brought to you by XzibitCentral.com - http
- published: 17 Jan 2007
- views: 260870
- author: XzibitCentralcom
3:03
Xzibit "Hurt Locker" Live Performance at Skeetox
Xzibit performs his single "Hurt Locker" at the Roxy for DJ Skee's SkeeTox show. Check out...
published: 10 Sep 2010
author: skeetv
Xzibit "Hurt Locker" Live Performance at Skeetox
Xzibit performs his single "Hurt Locker" at the Roxy for DJ Skee's SkeeTox show. Check out Skee.Tv to see the official video for "Hurt Locker" right here tinyurl.com
- published: 10 Sep 2010
- views: 13237
- author: skeetv
4:00
Xzibit - Dying To Live
Xzibit - Dying To Live New Shit From X RiP Xavier...
published: 26 May 2008
author: OleSkool187
Xzibit - Dying To Live
Xzibit - Dying To Live New Shit From X RiP Xavier
- published: 26 May 2008
- views: 38443
- author: OleSkool187
49:21
Xzibit - At The Speed Of Life [Full Album]
00:00 01. Grand Opening (Interlude) 01:31 02. At The Speed Of Life 05:16 03. Just Maintain...
published: 24 Aug 2012
author: TheLanguageOfRap
Xzibit - At The Speed Of Life [Full Album]
00:00 01. Grand Opening (Interlude) 01:31 02. At The Speed Of Life 05:16 03. Just Maintain (Ft. Hurricane G., J-Ro) 08:37 04. Eyes May Shine 12:35 05. Positively Negative (Ft. King Tee) 16:11 06. Don't Hate Me 17:45 07. Paparazzi 21:40 08. The Foundation 25:35 09. Mrs. Crabtree (Interlude) 26:52 10. Bird's Eye View (Ft. Hurricane G., J-Ro, & Catashtraphe) 31:34 11. Hit & Run (Part II) (Ft. Ras Kass) 35:23 12. Carry The Weight 39:37 13. Plastic Surgery (Ft. Ras Kass & Saafir) 44:17 14. Enemies & Friends 48:18 15. Last Words (Interlude)
- published: 24 Aug 2012
- views: 7457
- author: TheLanguageOfRap
154:26
The Up In Smoke Tour (Concert Dr Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit Ice Cube) (2001)
Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit and Ice Cube all making rap history....
published: 01 Jan 2012
author: therainmaster288
The Up In Smoke Tour (Concert Dr Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit Ice Cube) (2001)
Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit and Ice Cube all making rap history.
- published: 01 Jan 2012
- views: 90852
- author: therainmaster288
61:59
Xzibit - Man Vs. Machine [Full Album]
00:00 01. Release Date 04:05 02. Symphony In X Major (Ft. Dr. Dre) 08:01 03. Multiply (Ft....
published: 24 Aug 2012
author: TheLanguageOfRap
Xzibit - Man Vs. Machine [Full Album]
00:00 01. Release Date 04:05 02. Symphony In X Major (Ft. Dr. Dre) 08:01 03. Multiply (Ft. Nate Dogg) 12:09 04. Break Yourself 15:21 05. Heart Of Man 19:29 06. Harder (Ft. The Golden State Project) 23:41 07. Paul (Interlude) 24:08 08. Choke Me, Spank Me (Pull My Hair) (Ft. Traci Nelson) 27:36 09. Losin' Your Mind (Ft. Snoop Dogg) 31:53 10. BK To LA (Ft. MOP) 36:52 11. My Name (Ft. Eminem & Nate Dogg) 41:24 12. The Gambler (Ft. Anthony Hamilton) 46:20 13. Missin' U (Ft. Andre Wilson) 51:43 14. Right On 55:14 15. Bitch Ass Niggas (Interlude) (Ft. Eddie Griffin) 56:57 16. Enemies
- published: 24 Aug 2012
- views: 18990
- author: TheLanguageOfRap
125:26
Redemption Dwayne Johnson, Xzibit Film Francais Complet Gangsta Moviez L13Chanceux
...
published: 04 Oct 2012
author: francefilms07
Redemption Dwayne Johnson, Xzibit Film Francais Complet Gangsta Moviez L13Chanceux
- published: 04 Oct 2012
- views: 49899
- author: francefilms07
73:43
Xzibit - Napalm (2012)
Xzibit - Napalm. Full Album. Tracklist: 1. State Of Hip-Hop Vs. Xzibit 2. Everything 3. Do...
published: 12 Jan 2013
author: FullHipHopAlbums
Xzibit - Napalm (2012)
Xzibit - Napalm. Full Album. Tracklist: 1. State Of Hip-Hop Vs. Xzibit 2. Everything 3. Dos Equise Ft. RBX 4. Something More Ft. Prodigy 5. Gangsta Gangsta 6. Forever AG Ft. Wiz Khalifa 7. 1983 Ft. Trena Joiner (Xzibit's Mom) 8. Stand Tall Ft. Slim Da Mobster 9. Spread It Out 10. Up Out The Way Ft. E-40 11. Napalm 12. Meaning Of Life Ft. Ret. Staff Sargent Shilo Harris (US Army) 13. Louis XIII Ft. King T & Tha Alkaholiks 14. Enjoy The Night Ft. David Banner, Wiz Khalifa & Brevi 15. Movie Ft. Crooked I, Slim Da Mobster & Game 16. I Came To Kill 17. Killer's Remorse Ft. Bishop Lamont, B-Real & Demrick 18. 1983
- published: 12 Jan 2013
- views: 211
- author: FullHipHopAlbums
20:47
Saints Row the Third [Part 19] - Ride so pimp, Xzibit is jealous
WowCrendor pleaded with Jesse to become a hard bangin' gangsta G with him in Saints Row 3....
published: 29 Apr 2012
author: OMFGcata
Saints Row the Third [Part 19] - Ride so pimp, Xzibit is jealous
WowCrendor pleaded with Jesse to become a hard bangin' gangsta G with him in Saints Row 3. And so, falling victim to peer pressure like so many D-boyz before him, Jesse joins Crendor on what could be the the greatest example of two white boys trying to be street to ever grace the internet. Many licks were hit and OH YES, we went ham on it. God help us all... ►Get some EPIC OMFGCata gear! Store - goo.gl ►Stay Connected! Shaboozey - shaboozey.com Facebook - http Twitter - twitter.com
- published: 29 Apr 2012
- views: 135261
- author: OMFGcata
59:45
Xzibit - Restless [Full Album]
...
published: 21 Aug 2012
author: TheLanguageOfRap
Xzibit - Restless [Full Album]
- published: 21 Aug 2012
- views: 19272
- author: TheLanguageOfRap
37:26
@HynxTheDj 15/11/12 "XZIBIT SHOW"
2nd webisode of @HynxTheDj - day in a life (DIAL) hynxdrovizion production 2012 - www.face...
published: 18 Dec 2012
author: Andrew Hincks
@HynxTheDj 15/11/12 "XZIBIT SHOW"
2nd webisode of @HynxTheDj - day in a life (DIAL) hynxdrovizion production 2012 - www.facebook.com/306SHOP
- published: 18 Dec 2012
- views: 170
- author: Andrew Hincks
57:09
Xzibit - 40 Days & 40 Nightz [Full Album]
...
published: 24 Aug 2012
author: TheLanguageOfRap
Xzibit - 40 Days & 40 Nightz [Full Album]
- published: 24 Aug 2012
- views: 3530
- author: TheLanguageOfRap
33:03
Xzibit Live at Studio with Hektic Records: Strongv , Nick freddy and Furious D
Hektic Records Presents - Strongv , Nick Freddy and Furious D killing the stage Featuring ...
published: 14 Dec 2012
author: strongv
Xzibit Live at Studio with Hektic Records: Strongv , Nick freddy and Furious D
Hektic Records Presents - Strongv , Nick Freddy and Furious D killing the stage Featuring Xzibit at Studio in Lethbridge Alberta More shows coming soon !!! Filmed at Studio NightClub in Lethbridge Alberta Follow at : @therealstrongv @nick_freddy @hekticrecords Produced and Edited By: Andrew Carl Gilbert Twitter: @Grapplerandrew E-mail: Andrewcarlgilbert@hotmail.com Youtube: www.youtube.com
- published: 14 Dec 2012
- views: 92
- author: strongv
39:23
XZIBIT - LIVE @ THE ROCKPILE IN TORONTO NOVEMBER 10TH 2012
"XZIBIT" live in Toronto at "The Rockpile" November 10th 2012. Check out this sweet video ...
published: 24 Nov 2012
author: MRWIGLEY10
XZIBIT - LIVE @ THE ROCKPILE IN TORONTO NOVEMBER 10TH 2012
"XZIBIT" live in Toronto at "The Rockpile" November 10th 2012. Check out this sweet video from my camera. You can't get closer than this! Gangster!!!!!!!!!
- published: 24 Nov 2012
- views: 119
- author: MRWIGLEY10
21:13
DayZ: LAZOR BEARS AND XZIBIT?!
Just decided to play some Day Z alone on Namalsk, got really lucky. -Steven...
published: 06 Jan 2013
author: NorthWeast
DayZ: LAZOR BEARS AND XZIBIT?!
Just decided to play some Day Z alone on Namalsk, got really lucky. -Steven
- published: 06 Jan 2013
- views: 96
- author: NorthWeast
21:03
Let's Play Borderlands 2 : Part 6 ~ Someone get Xzibit
-Or was it "Eggs-Ribbit"-? (I do not own any Part of the 'Borderlands Franchise. All right...
published: 04 Jan 2013
author: TheToonGamer
Let's Play Borderlands 2 : Part 6 ~ Someone get Xzibit
-Or was it "Eggs-Ribbit"-? (I do not own any Part of the 'Borderlands Franchise. All rights go to GearBox Software)
- published: 04 Jan 2013
- views: 2
- author: TheToonGamer
72:59
Xzibit - Napalm - FULL ALBUM
Xzibit o X To The Z, all'anagrafe Alvin Nathaniel Joiner (Detroit, 18 settembre 1974) è un...
published: 06 Jan 2013
author: aaaaaaa1268
Xzibit - Napalm - FULL ALBUM
Xzibit o X To The Z, all'anagrafe Alvin Nathaniel Joiner (Detroit, 18 settembre 1974) è un rapper, attore e personaggio televisivo statunitense, conosciuto anche per la trasmissione di MTV Pimp My Ride. Napalm, risulta un album godibile, pur non eccelso. La carica di X è rimasta immutata, come se i sei anni passati lontano dai microfoni dall' ultimo lavoro ''Full circle'' fossero passati in un lampo, scrostando l'inevitabile ruggine. Fin dalla track iniziale, State of Hip Hop vs. Xzibit, si scorge immediatamente l'energia che l'artista cerca di trasmettere. Curioso l'esperimento pseudo rock della traccia che dà il titolo all'album, un singolo potente che risveglia l'attenzione per il progetto. X si districa abilmente tra testi più autocelebrativi (Everything o Gangsta Gangsta) ad altri più profondi e pieni di passioni, come le autobiografiche 1983 o Meaning of life. L'album contiene diciassette tracce + una bonus track, il remix di ''1983'' non presente in copertina. Esce nel 2012 sotto la casa discografica ''Open Bar''. 01 - State of Hip Hop vs Xzibit (Produced by Butcher) 0:00 02 - Everything (Produced by Rick Rock) 3:53 03 - Dos Equis (Feat. RBX) 8:01 04 - Something More (Feat. Prodigy ''ex Mobb deep'') 12:07 05 - Gangsta Gangsta (Produced by DJ Chill) 15:50 06 - Forever AG (Feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Produced by E Dan) 20:06 07 - 1983 (Feat. Trena Joiner [Xzibit's Mom]) (Produced by Insane Wayne) 24:04 08 - Stand Tall (Feat. Slim The Mobster) (Produced by S1) 27:51 09 ...
- published: 06 Jan 2013
- views: 1261
- author: aaaaaaa1268
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3:26
Know Your Meme: Yo Dawg
Jamie Dubs investigates the origins & evolution of the "Yo Dawg" image macro
More info & ...
published: 12 Apr 2009
author: Rocketboom
Know Your Meme: Yo Dawg
Jamie Dubs investigates the origins & evolution of the "Yo Dawg" image macro
More info & images on the Internet Meme Database: http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/48-xzibit-yo-dawg
30:35
All In by Chaoz Productions
With helicopters, RED cameras and some of the top freeskiers in the world, Chaoz Productio...
published: 15 Dec 2010
author: Chaoz Productions
All In by Chaoz Productions
With helicopters, RED cameras and some of the top freeskiers in the world, Chaoz Productions goes ALL IN.
This sport is constantly evolving, and it does not seem to take an end. To keep up the pace, it's only one thing to do. Go ALL IN!
From the beautiful Folgefonna (Norway), to the dark streets of Gothenburg (Sweden), Chaoz has captured some amazing shots and put together an epic movie for you to enjoy.
Directed and produced by Eivind Aurstad.
Graphics: Lasse Nyhaugen
Featuring:Fridtjof Fredricsson, Gaute Silseth, Oskar Pedersen, Thomas Dølplads, Jens Gunhildrud, Lars Haakon Hafsal, Kim Boberg, Lasse Nyhaugen, PC Fosse, Maria Bagge, Espen Bergh, Elvis Eidsvold Harsheim, Klaus Finne, Audun Linnerud and friends.
www.chaoz.no
4:09
Gumball 2010 pt.3 - "Total Eclipse"
Tony Hawk,Mike"Rooftop"Escamilla,John Dale,Jesse Fritsch fly from Sweden to Maine, with a ...
published: 09 May 2010
author: mike escamilla
Gumball 2010 pt.3 - "Total Eclipse"
Tony Hawk,Mike"Rooftop"Escamilla,John Dale,Jesse Fritsch fly from Sweden to Maine, with a little help from some friends like Xzibit, Idris Elba, Eve, and Ricky Schroder, DJ Fingaz, and Bun B
8:10
Lost In 2010
This is the longest edit I've ever made. Its a Compilation of footage from 2010 with a few...
published: 21 Jan 2011
author: mike escamilla
Lost In 2010
This is the longest edit I've ever made. Its a Compilation of footage from 2010 with a few stragglers and extras thrown in.Most of it is footage that never got used or was shot on a Iphone or Go Pro.There are a few clips thrown in that are from edits from 2010.But basically its a quick little view on what my day to day was and who I spent it with in 2010.enjoy.
Youtube results:
51:26
Xzibit - Sydney Big Day Out - 25 January 2003 - Australia
Xzibit - Sydney Big Day Out - 25 January 2003 - Australia Full Set filmed by me SS666 Anot...
published: 06 Nov 2011
author: ss9ball
Xzibit - Sydney Big Day Out - 25 January 2003 - Australia
Xzibit - Sydney Big Day Out - 25 January 2003 - Australia Full Set filmed by me SS666 Another show from my master vault check out my other full live shows www.youtube.com comment and share
- published: 06 Nov 2011
- views: 286
- author: ss9ball
40:26
HIP HOP MIX FT. KURUPT,RAS KASS,SCARFACE,XZIBIT,SAUCE MONEY AND MORE...
HIP HOP MIX...
published: 23 Apr 2012
author: HipHOPFiYAH
HIP HOP MIX FT. KURUPT,RAS KASS,SCARFACE,XZIBIT,SAUCE MONEY AND MORE...
HIP HOP MIX
- published: 23 Apr 2012
- views: 74
- author: HipHOPFiYAH
34:09
Xzibit(World Trade Center)
...
published: 27 Oct 2011
author: TheMoleculaman
Xzibit(World Trade Center)
- published: 27 Oct 2011
- views: 82
- author: TheMoleculaman
25:45
Xzibit Video 4
...
published: 01 May 2011
author: andrewcadiz2012
Xzibit Video 4
- published: 01 May 2011
- views: 18
- author: andrewcadiz2012
9:10
XZIBIT x MONTREALITY // Interview
In this interview with Montreality, Xzibit speaks about: - The type of student he was at s...
published: 14 Nov 2012
author: Montreality514
XZIBIT x MONTREALITY // Interview
In this interview with Montreality, Xzibit speaks about: - The type of student he was at school (0:15) - Jobs he had as a teenager growing up (0:34) - What he spent his 1st big paycheck on (1:18) - The key to success (1:32) - His passion for reading & favorite books (2:07) - What he would call his book, if he were to write one (2:40) - What he thinks he were in a previous lifetime (3:06) - His last meal of choice (3:33) - His favorite cartoon character (3:51) - His favorite videogames (4:18) - The worst injury he's every had (4:45) - His talents besides entertainment (5:18) - Wanting to collaborate with Ice Cube (5:34) - What he thinks of Kendrick Lamar (5:40) - His song 1983 & the situation between him, Eminem & Paul Rosenberg (6:07) - His memories of the late great west-coast legend Nate Dogg (6:45) - His legacy, what he hopes to leave behind (8:35) STAY CONNECTED WITH MONTREALITY The Urban Authority across Canada. TheMontreality.com http Facebook.com YouTube.com
- published: 14 Nov 2012
- views: 14535
- author: Montreality514
15:38
Xzibit Interview with community radio Cairns FM 89.1.wmv
Our city Cairns, Australia was truly blessed when Hip Hop Superstar Xzibit performed here ...
published: 01 Dec 2011
author: kuiam1
Xzibit Interview with community radio Cairns FM 89.1.wmv
Our city Cairns, Australia was truly blessed when Hip Hop Superstar Xzibit performed here on 27th November 2011 @ Brothers World of Entertainment thanks to llusive Entertainment & Electric Avenue. Community Radio Station Cairns FM 89.1 was thrilled when 'X' dropped into the studio for a visit & interview the next day....... Produced by Marky G & DJ Marcus Far I, Thank you Xzibit & the crew....moment to remember! You may still have the chance to see him on tour in Australia, check following website- www.illusive.com.au Also check- www.cairnsfm891.org.au www.xzibit.com
- published: 01 Dec 2011
- views: 1652
- author: kuiam1
3:49
Xzibit Interview
Xzibit Interview...
published: 06 May 2007
author: smooothe27
Xzibit Interview
Xzibit Interview
- published: 06 May 2007
- views: 24470
- author: smooothe27
3:44
Xzibit Interview Live @ MTV
We caught up with Xzibit from the Hit MTV Show "Pimp My Ride". While visiting Toronto, X g...
published: 25 Feb 2008
author: blupearlmedia
Xzibit Interview Live @ MTV
We caught up with Xzibit from the Hit MTV Show "Pimp My Ride". While visiting Toronto, X gave us the 411 about his latest album release, as well as upcoming silver screen appearances.
- published: 25 Feb 2008
- views: 9440
- author: blupearlmedia
3:51
Call of Duty XP: Modern Warfare 3 - Interview - Xzibit
Xzibit chops it up with Homer Rabara on the black carpet at Call of Duty XP 2011 For more ...
published: 04 Sep 2011
author: gamespot
Call of Duty XP: Modern Warfare 3 - Interview - Xzibit
Xzibit chops it up with Homer Rabara on the black carpet at Call of Duty XP 2011 For more Call of Duty XP coverage, visit: www.gamespot.com
- published: 04 Sep 2011
- views: 14804
- author: gamespot
4:22
Exclusive interview with Xzibit and GODER MAGAZINE
GODER MAGAZINE caught up with XZIBIT at the New Parish in Oakland and gave us an exlusive ...
published: 06 Oct 2012
author: GO DER
Exclusive interview with Xzibit and GODER MAGAZINE
GODER MAGAZINE caught up with XZIBIT at the New Parish in Oakland and gave us an exlusive interview after his much antisipated return to the music scene. The New Parish in Oakland Ca was is first stop while promoting his new album NAPALM. #GODER
- published: 06 Oct 2012
- views: 112144
- author: GO DER
4:21
Interview with Xzibit & Young Dee by ST
Интервью с Xzibit & Young Dee для телеканала Music Box...
published: 05 Nov 2011
author: realstoizsta
Interview with Xzibit & Young Dee by ST
Интервью с Xzibit & Young Dee для телеканала Music Box
- published: 05 Nov 2011
- views: 33392
- author: realstoizsta
4:20
XZIBIT "Concentrate" - uncensored
Top Videos ... click: youtube.com BUZZ ... must see: flix.bz .... NEW today cieon.me Since...
published: 31 May 2007
author: nogoodtv
XZIBIT "Concentrate" - uncensored
Top Videos ... click: youtube.com BUZZ ... must see: flix.bz .... NEW today cieon.me Since the release of his 1996 debut "At The Speed Of Life," Xzibit has released five full length albums including the 2000 blockbuster "Restless" which included "X," produced by Dr. Dre. Xzibit has also expanded his visibility with high profile step-outs, including Dr. Dre's 2001 monster release, huge concert tours like 2000's "Up In Smoke" and roles in movies like "8 Mile" with Eminem and "The Gridiron Gang" with Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. Lately, Xzibit has focused his attention on hosting his hit MTV series "Pimp My Ride." Now he's back with his new full length album "Full Circle," an aggressive return to form. It features some of his most political anthems to date, along with the Rick Rock produced single "Concentrate." "Full Circle" also features The Game, DJ Quik, T-Pain, Too Short, Daz, Kurupt, and comedian Donnell Rawlings from the hit series "The Dave Chappelle Show." http
- published: 31 May 2007
- views: 8581265
- author: nogoodtv
3:07
8 Mile - Eminem vs Xzibit Freestyle HD
8 Mile - (Detroit) Eminem vs Xzibit Freestyle - Rap Battle...
published: 04 May 2011
author: FinlangProductions
8 Mile - Eminem vs Xzibit Freestyle HD
8 Mile - (Detroit) Eminem vs Xzibit Freestyle - Rap Battle
- published: 04 May 2011
- views: 111660
- author: FinlangProductions
4:05
Dr. Dre - Whats The Difference Feat Xzibit & Eminem & LYRICS
[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] [Dr. Dre] Back when Cube - w...
published: 29 Mar 2008
author: Eminem15345
Dr. Dre - Whats The Difference Feat Xzibit & Eminem & LYRICS
[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] [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 ...
- published: 29 Mar 2008
- views: 316563
- author: Eminem15345
4:00
Dr Dre - Whats The Difference (Feat. Xzibit & Eminem) Uncensored HQ
• Dr Dre - Whats The Difference (Feat. Xzibit & Eminem) • The Chronic [LYRICS] What's the ...
published: 23 Jun 2012
author: McJosh313
Dr Dre - Whats The Difference (Feat. Xzibit & Eminem) Uncensored HQ
• Dr Dre - Whats The Difference (Feat. Xzibit & Eminem) • The Chronic [LYRICS] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] 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 ...
- published: 23 Jun 2012
- views: 206087
- author: McJosh313
2:10
Add Xzibit on XBox Live at your own risk: mrxzibit38 / konkeyd0ng
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published: 17 Aug 2012
author: AtheneWins
Add Xzibit on XBox Live at your own risk: mrxzibit38 / konkeyd0ng
ShareCraft Gameathon: www.OpShareCraft.com Facebook www.Facebook.com Twitter: www.Twitter.com
- published: 17 Aug 2012
- views: 104184
- author: AtheneWins
4:36
Eminem Ft. Xzibit- Dont Approach Me
Eminem- Dont Approach Me...
published: 27 Jul 2006
author: BrittandRoman4Ever
Eminem Ft. Xzibit- Dont Approach Me
Eminem- Dont Approach Me
- published: 27 Jul 2006
- views: 300194
- author: BrittandRoman4Ever
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3:26
Know Your Meme: Yo Dawg
Jamie Dubs investigates the origins & evolution of the "Yo Dawg" image macro
More info & ...
published: 12 Apr 2009
author: Rocketboom
Know Your Meme: Yo Dawg
Jamie Dubs investigates the origins & evolution of the "Yo Dawg" image macro
More info & images on the Internet Meme Database: http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/48-xzibit-yo-dawg
30:35
All In by Chaoz Productions
With helicopters, RED cameras and some of the top freeskiers in the world, Chaoz Productio...
published: 15 Dec 2010
author: Chaoz Productions
All In by Chaoz Productions
With helicopters, RED cameras and some of the top freeskiers in the world, Chaoz Productions goes ALL IN.
This sport is constantly evolving, and it does not seem to take an end. To keep up the pace, it's only one thing to do. Go ALL IN!
From the beautiful Folgefonna (Norway), to the dark streets of Gothenburg (Sweden), Chaoz has captured some amazing shots and put together an epic movie for you to enjoy.
Directed and produced by Eivind Aurstad.
Graphics: Lasse Nyhaugen
Featuring:Fridtjof Fredricsson, Gaute Silseth, Oskar Pedersen, Thomas Dølplads, Jens Gunhildrud, Lars Haakon Hafsal, Kim Boberg, Lasse Nyhaugen, PC Fosse, Maria Bagge, Espen Bergh, Elvis Eidsvold Harsheim, Klaus Finne, Audun Linnerud and friends.
www.chaoz.no
4:09
Gumball 2010 pt.3 - "Total Eclipse"
Tony Hawk,Mike"Rooftop"Escamilla,John Dale,Jesse Fritsch fly from Sweden to Maine, with a ...
published: 09 May 2010
author: mike escamilla
Gumball 2010 pt.3 - "Total Eclipse"
Tony Hawk,Mike"Rooftop"Escamilla,John Dale,Jesse Fritsch fly from Sweden to Maine, with a little help from some friends like Xzibit, Idris Elba, Eve, and Ricky Schroder, DJ Fingaz, and Bun B
8:10
Lost In 2010
This is the longest edit I've ever made. Its a Compilation of footage from 2010 with a few...
published: 21 Jan 2011
author: mike escamilla
Lost In 2010
This is the longest edit I've ever made. Its a Compilation of footage from 2010 with a few stragglers and extras thrown in.Most of it is footage that never got used or was shot on a Iphone or Go Pro.There are a few clips thrown in that are from edits from 2010.But basically its a quick little view on what my day to day was and who I spent it with in 2010.enjoy.
Youtube results:
15:08
Ian McCall vs Darrell Montague FULL FIGHT at TPF 8/5/11
Intro sound clip: Bliss n Eso feat. Xzibit, "People Up On It"...
published: 12 Aug 2011
author: MMAinterviews
Ian McCall vs Darrell Montague FULL FIGHT at TPF 8/5/11
Intro sound clip: Bliss n Eso feat. Xzibit, "People Up On It"
- published: 12 Aug 2011
- views: 38056
- author: MMAinterviews
4:11
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference HD live with lyrics
[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] [Dr. Dre] Back when Cube - w...
published: 12 Sep 2009
author: eduzis
Dr Dre Feat Eminem Xzibit Whats The Difference HD live with lyrics
[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? [repeat 2X] [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 ...
- published: 12 Sep 2009
- views: 10862
- author: eduzis
4:39
Xzibit - Don't Approach Me
Another High Quality Music Release From OutsiderGamer feat. Eminem Xzibit - Don't Approach...
published: 09 Aug 2007
author: outsidergamer
Xzibit - Don't Approach Me
Another High Quality Music Release From OutsiderGamer feat. Eminem Xzibit - Don't Approach Me - Restless - 2000 24 bits, 320 x 240, 15 fps Lower Field First DivX® 6.6.1 Codec (1 Logical CPU) Check data rate: 240 KB/sec PCM, 24.000 kHz, 16 Bit, Stereo
- published: 09 Aug 2007
- views: 132039
- author: outsidergamer
2:08
J-Ro of the Alkaholiks - The X Homie (Xzibit Diss)
jro alkaholics diss xzibit j-ro tha liks strong arm steady krondon mitchy slick tiny doo p...
published: 29 Aug 2008
author: dubeeb
J-Ro of the Alkaholiks - The X Homie (Xzibit Diss)
jro alkaholics diss xzibit j-ro tha liks strong arm steady krondon mitchy slick tiny doo phil agony will blast tash e-swift olde old english mickeys alkaholiks alkaholics alcaholics brotha lynch westcoast
- published: 29 Aug 2008
- views: 52963
- author: dubeeb
photo: AP / Mohammad Hannon
25 Jan 2013
Republicans wanted nothing more than to summon Secretary of State Hillary Clinton to Capitol Hill and grill her about the tragic fiasco in Benghazi. Sadly for them, they got their wish. Clinton’s smooth and confident performance at Wednesday’s Senate and House committee hearings was fun to watch. When her would-be inquisitors asked serious questions, she gave serious answers. But when Sen ... Fat chance ... Benghazi ... Perhaps not ... ....(size: 4.8Kb)
photo: White House / Pete Souza
24 Jan 2013
Article by WN.com Correspondent Dallas Darling. In the world of politics and imagination, theater usually trumps theology while history is most often vanquished by histrionics. President Barack Obama's swearing-in ceremony for a second term reflects this truth, specifically as he uses two historic bibles-one belonging to Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and another used only by Abraham Lincoln ... "With malice toward none; with charity for all."....(size: 7.3Kb)
photo: US Army / Edward N. Johnson
25 Jan 2013
By Charles Armstrong, Special to CNN. Editor’s note. Charles Armstrong is the director of the Center for Korean Research at Columbia University. The views expressed are his own. Anyone who has followed North Korean affairs for the last several years (or the last two decades) could have predicted North Korea’s defiant response to the U.N ... sanctions not by giving up missiles and nukes, but ratcheting up the rhetoric ... More from GPS ... Post by ... ... ....(size: 15.8Kb)
photo: AP / Hossam Ali
26 Jan 2013
An Egyptian court has handed down 21 death sentences in connection with the deadly riot last year at a football stadium in Port Said located along the coast of the Mediterranean Sea. The defendants sentenced on Saturday are mostly members of the "Ultras," die-hard football fans who support Port Said's al-Masry squad ... Al-Masry fans stormed the pitch after their team won, throwing stones, bottles and fireworks at al-Ahly supporters....(size: 17.2Kb)
photo: UN / Martine Perret
25 Jan 2013
At least one in five people, including half of schoolchildren, were infected with swine flu during the first year of the pandemic in 2009, according to data from 19 countries. It is thought the virus killed 200,000 people around the world. A World Health Organization-led study looked for evidence of the body's immune system fighting the virus ... Anti-bodies ... ....(size: 2.1Kb)
mediabistro
25 Jan 2013
PR Newswire
23 Jan 2013
THE INDUSTRY'S FIRST CLOUD-BASED REMIX TOOL. Google. Download image. LOS ANGELES, Jan ... (Photo. http.//photos.prnewswire.com/prnh/20130123/LA45848) ... Their A-list packed roster famously boasts names such as Quincy Jones , Hans Zimmer , Sir George Martin , Snoop Lion, Paul Oakenfold , Rodney Jerkins , Boris Blank , Mark Mothersbaugh , Timbaland, Micheal Giacchino , Brian Tyler , Vince Clarke and Xzibit to name a few ... About UJAM ... ....(size: 7.4Kb)
LA Weekly
17 Jan 2013
For this installment, she hit the town with Demrick, aka Young De, a rapper and songwriter who has collaborated with Snoop Dogg, Cypress Hill, Kurupt and Xzibit ... De met rapper Xzibit when the single "Don't You Dare Laugh" came out ... The engineer introduced the two of them and Xzibit asked, "Aren't you B-Real's protégé? You have my favorite song on XM Radio right now, and we have to do a song together."....(size: 3.8Kb)
photo: WN / Aruna Gilbert
17 Jan 2013
Updated. January 16, 2013 11.36PM. Things continue to keep going from bad to worse for Lindsay Lohan, with friends and close associates again shaking their heads after learning the actress had fired her perennially patient attorney, Shawn Holley ... ROMANCE ... Rapper, actor and TV host Xzibit dined at Gibsons on Rush, chatting with execs from Southern Wine about his new tequila called Bonita Platinum and happily posing for photos with fans ... ....(size: 5.7Kb)
The Source
12 Jan 2013
including Swizz Beats, Nick Cannon, Xzibit, and Super Bowl Champ Drew Brees ... Check out which other celebs graced us with their presence at CES 2013. ....(size: 0.8Kb)
Huffington Post
10 Jan 2013
Xzibit's Bonita Tequila. Xzibit has branched out from pimping rides, it would seem. The rapper recently announced the <a href=""http.//www.thespiritsbusiness.com/2012/11/rapper-xzibit-launches-ultra-premium-bonita-tequila/">launch" of his own tequila in partnership with Bonita Spirits</a>. Unlike other tequilas, which are distilled three times, Xzibit's is distilled five.George Clooney's Tequila, Casamigos ... Like ... ....(size: 7.4Kb)
IMDb
09 Jan 2013
Directed by John Stockwell ("Tursistas," "Into The Blue," "Crazy/Beautiful"), its biggest names are Cam Gigandet and Xzibit, and unlike Bigelow's two-and-a-half-hour epic, ......(size: 1.0Kb)
Crunch
09 Jan 2013
Tech ... Design ... News ... Lifestyle ... Environmental ... Entertainment ... Joystiq ... Tuaw ... Xzibit, Sugar Ray Leonard, Nick Cannon And More Pimp Headphones At CESThe Zivix Jamstik Is An Absolutely Amazing Portable MIDI Guitar For Beginners And ProsAnother Major GitHub Outage – This Is Not Good For Its $100M Enterprise Push ... ....(size: 2.3Kb)
Crunch
09 Jan 2013
Tech ... Design ... News ... Lifestyle ... Environmental ... Entertainment ... Joystiq ... Tuaw ... Xzibit, Sugar Ray Leonard, Nick Cannon And More Pimp Headphones At CESThe Zivix Jamstik Is An Absolutely Amazing Portable MIDI Guitar For Beginners And ProsAnother Major GitHub Outage – This Is Not Good For Its $100M Enterprise Push ... ....(size: 2.3Kb)
Crunch
09 Jan 2013
Tech ... Design ... News ... Lifestyle ... Environmental ... Entertainment ... Joystiq ... Tuaw ... Xzibit, Sugar Ray Leonard, Nick Cannon And More Pimp Headphones At CESThe Zivix Jamstik Is An Absolutely Amazing Portable MIDI Guitar For Beginners And ProsAnother Major GitHub Outage – This Is Not Good For Its $100M Enterprise Push ... ....(size: 2.3Kb)
Crunch
09 Jan 2013
Tech ... Design ... News ... Lifestyle ... Environmental ... Entertainment ... Joystiq ... Tuaw ... TechCrunch. Xzibit, Sugar Ray Leonard, Nick Cannon And More Pimp Headphones At CESThe Zivix Jamstik Is An Absolutely Amazing Portable MIDI Guitar For Beginners And ProsAnother Major GitHub Outage – This Is Not Good For Its $100M Enterprise Push ... ....(size: 2.3Kb)
Crunch
09 Jan 2013
Tech ... Design ... News ... Lifestyle ... Environmental ... Entertainment ... Joystiq ... Tuaw ... TechCrunch. Xzibit, Sugar Ray Leonard, Nick Cannon And More Pimp Headphones At CESThe Zivix Jamstik Is An Absolutely Amazing Portable MIDI Guitar For Beginners And ProsAnother Major GitHub Outage – This Is Not Good For Its $100M Enterprise Push ... ....(size: 2.3Kb)
Crunch
09 Jan 2013
Tech ... Design ... News ... Lifestyle ... Environmental ... Entertainment ... Joystiq ... Tuaw ... TechCrunch. Xzibit, Sugar Ray Leonard, Nick Cannon And More Pimp Headphones At CESThe Zivix Jamstik Is An Absolutely Amazing Portable MIDI Guitar For Beginners And ProsAnother Major GitHub Outage – This Is Not Good For Its $100M Enterprise Push ... ....(size: 2.3Kb)
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| Background information | |
| Birth name | Alvin Nathaniel Joiner |
| Born | (1974-09-18) September 18, 1974 (age 37) Detroit, Michigan, United States |
| Origin | Los Angeles, California, United States |
| Genres | Hip hop |
| Occupations | Rapper, Actor, TV host |
| Years active | 1994 – present |
| Labels | Hoo-Bangin’ Records, Fontana[1] |
| Associated acts | Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Eminem, 50 Cent, Nate Dogg, Method Man, Kurupt, Saafir, Jelly Roll, King T, DJ Quik, Ras Kass, Likwit Crew, Tha Alkaholiks, Game, Strong Arm Steady, Serial Killaz, Young De, Mack 10, Busta Rhymes, Adil Omar, Bliss N Eso |
| Website | xzibit.com |
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Alvin Nathaniel Joiner (born September 18, 1974), better known by his stage name Xzibit (pronounced “exhibit”), is an American rapper, actor, and television host. He is known as the host of the MTV show Pimp My Ride, which brought him mainstream success. Before hosting the show, he achieved fame in the West Coast hip-hop scene as a rapper, debuting with his acclaimed At the Speed of Life and gathering chart success with his follow-up albums Restless, Man vs. Machine and Weapons of Mass Destruction, working with high-profile artists such as Eminem, Cypress Hill, Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, Dr. Dre, Timbaland, Alice Cooper, Game and 50 Cent, as well as being one of the few American hip hop artists to branch out internationally, working with overseas acts such as Raptile from Germany, Bliss N Eso from Australia and Adil Omar from Pakistan. After his sixth studio album Full Circle, his rap career was put on hold. He also built himself a second leg as an actor, starring in Hollywood blockbusters such as 8 Mile, xXx: State of the Union, Hoodwinked, Gridiron Gang, The X-Files: I Want to Believe and Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans.
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Early life[link]
Born as Alvin Nathaniel Joiner IV on September 18, 1974 in Detroit, Xzibit grew up with a single mother. His father left the family early to pursue a career as a preacher, which left the family in anger, as his mother had to raise Xzibit and his four siblings (an older sister and brother as well as a little brother and younger sister) alone. After her death he had to move in with his father. His father remarried and relocated to Albuquerque, NM. Xzibit lived in Albuquerque from age 10 to 17, this is when he began writing rhymes. However, Xzibit had numerous run-ins with the law and ultimately ended up moving to California to live with his sister. It was here where he first began to rap and pursue a music career. He later reconciled with his father, who can be heard on his second studio album.[2]
Career[link]
[edit] 1994-1999: Career beginnings, At the Speed of Life and 40 Dayz & 40 Nightz
Xzibit started to rap at the age of 14, shortly after his relocation from Albuquerque to Los Angeles, then under the pseudonym “Exhibit A”.[3] He marked his first appearance on a professional record in February 1995 on The Alkaholiks’ Coast II Coast, on the song “Hit and Run” and also appeared on King Tee’s IV Life shortly after, on the track “Free Style Ghetto”. After touring with Likwit Crew the same year, Xzibit signed to Loud Records[3] and released his acclaimed debut album, At the Speed of Life in October 1996, which peaked at number 74 on the Billboard Hot 200 and reached 38 on the Canadian Albums Chart. The album produced his first breakthrough single “Paparazzi” which peaked at #86 on the Billboard Hot 100 and proved very successful in Germany, where it peaked at number 11 on the German Singles Chart.
After spending the next two years with further building his reputation as a West Coast underground artist and touring with the Likwit Crew, he released his second album, 40 Dayz & 40 Nightz on August 25, 1998 which charted in the U.S. at number 58 and 50 in Canada.[3] Like its predecessor, it was well received by critics and is widely seen as a classic West Coast hip-hop record. It spawned four singles, the most successful being “What U See Is What U Get” charting at number 50 in the United States. With his growing following in the West, he caught the eye of rapper and producer Dr. Dre, who secured him high-profile guest spots, such as joining Snoop Dogg on the Dre-produced hit “Bitch Please” of his album No Limit Top Dogg, and appearing on Dr. Dre’s 6x platinum album 2001, on the songs “Lolo”, “Some L.A. Niggaz”, and “What’s the Difference” with Eminem. He closed the year 1999 with his acting debut, starring in the The Breaks.
[edit] 2000-2003: Breakthrough, Restless and Man vs. Machine
Xzibit started the year with the release of a compilation album Likwit Rhymes, which featured mostly previously unreleased material from his earlier recordings and a guest spot on the acclaimed “Bitch Please II”, along Eminem, Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre and Nate Dogg. His breakthrough came with his third studio album Restless, with Dr. Dre as executive producer and guest- appearances by Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg, Eminem, Dr. Dre and the Alkaholiks, among others, which sold almost 2 million copies and was certified platinum. It spawned three singles, the most successful being “X”, which peaked at number 76 in the U.S., 14 in the UK and 4 in Germany.[4] The album climbed to number 12 in America. Dr. Dre invited Xzibit to perform on his American Up in Smoke Tour in mid-2000, which featured Snoop Dogg, Eminem, and Ice Cube, among many others. The same year, he also starred in the direct-to-video crime film Tha Eastsidaz by the group of the same name and was a playable character in the football game Madden NFL 2001. He continued to star in films involving fellow rap artists such as The Wash, co-starring Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg, in 2001 and The Slim Shady Show and 8 Mile, co-starring Eminem, in 2001 and 2002, respectively. He released two concert films in 2001, Xzibit: Restless Xposed, centered around the recording of his third studio album and various live-performances and was also seen in Tha Alkaholiks: X.O. The Movie Experience by the rap group of the same name. He also released a compilation album of songs that featured him, entiteld You Better Believe It.
In 2002, he guest-starred in the comedy series Cedric the Entertainer Presents as Mack Daddy in the eponymous episode and released his fourth studio album Man vs. Machine with mostly similar guest appearances like its predecessor, which spawned three singles, which all failed to chart in the Hot 100, although “Multiply” managed to reach number 39 in the UK and 33 in Germany. The album itself managed to go gold,[5] although Xzibit was unhappy with the crafting and promotion of his newest product, ending the cooperation with Dr. Dre. The album is his highest charting album to date, reaching number 3 in the U.S. and 8 in Canada. He starred in 8 Mile and The Country Bears the same year. He continued to collaborate with his closest West Coast colleagues, primarily Ras Kass and Saafir with whom he formed The Golden State Project rap collective,[6] and Tha Alkaholiks, along with bigger names like Snoop Dogg and Eminem, whom he accompagnied on his All Access Europe tour in 2003.
[edit] 2004-2007: Pimp My Ride, Weapons of Mass Destruction and Full Circle
The popular MTV show Pimp My Ride boosted his popularity even further, as it introduced him to a major audience in 2004. The show starred him as the host, who brings an individual’s wrecked car to West Coast Customs, where it undergoes a rejuvenation. He continued hosting the show until its cancellation in 2007, those years can easily be seen as the most successful in his career.
Musically, he started the year off with the release of his second compilation album Appetite for Destruction featuring 50 Cent on one track, consisting mostly of tracks from his Dre period and songs that didn’t make the cut for his fifth studio album Weapons of Mass Destruction, which was released in December 2004, entering the charts at 43 in the U.S. For this album, he reunited with Columbia Records, after having parted ways with producer and mentor Dr. Dre. The album managed to go gold,[7] but yet again Xzibit was unhappy with the promotion and backing of his label, claiming that they were trying to promote him like Jessica Simpson, leaving the label in anger and going independent. His single “Hey Now (Mean Muggin)” featuring Keri Hilson marked his last chart success on the Billboard Hot 100, peaking at number 93, while the second single “Muthafucka” failed to chart. Aside from his music and Pimp My Ride, he starred in the movie Full Clip, alongside Busta Rhymes, guest-starred in CSI: Miami in the episode The Rap Sheet, released a concert documentary with his new group, eponymously titled Strong Arm Steady and hosted the 2004 MTV Europe Music Awards in Rome. In 2005, he collaborated with shock rock legend Alice Cooper on a track entitled “Stand” from the album “Dirty Diamonds”. This represented Cooper’s first-ever foray into rap music. This year marks his most busy one, also being featured in three video games, The Chronicles of Riddick: Escape from Butcher Bay, where he lended his voice and likelyness to the warden Abbott and Def Jam: Fight for NY and NFL Street 2, where he was a playable character.
The following year, he mainly focused on acting, getting roles in the Hollywood blockbusters Derailed as Dexter, xXx: State of the Union as Zeke and Hoodwinked, where he voiced Chief Ted Grizzly. In 2006, he starred in the drama Gridiron Gang as Malcolm Moore and made two guest-appearances in the animated sitcom The Boondocks. The year also saw the release of his sixth, and so far final, studio album Full Circle released independently on Koch Records. The album charted at position 50 but was a commercial flop, selling merely 120,000 copies in the U.S.. None of the three singles were able to chart, although “Concentrate” climbed at number 68 in Germany. The album featured Kurupt, T-Pain and The Game, whom he assisted on his album Doctor's Advocate, where he rapped on the track “California Vacation”. He also worked on two video games that year, Def Jam Fight for NY: The Takeover and Pimp My Ride. The year 2007 saw him hosting the final season of Pimp My Ride only, although he competed in the Gumball 3000 2007 rally, where he lost his driver’s license, due to a speed limit violation.
2008-present: Musical hiatus, focus on acting and seventh studio album[link]
After the cancellation of Pimp My Ride in 2007, 2008 was the first year where Xzibit did not release an album in his former two year cycle. Though starring in two movies The X-Files: I Want to Believe as Mosley Drummy and American Violet as Darrell Hughes, this year marked a significant financial downstep for him, earning merely $70,000, opposed by almost $500,000 one year prior.[8] He was also featured on The Alkaholiks Tha Alkaholiks: Live from Rehab concert film that year. In 2009, he played the mob leader Big Fate in the acclaimed Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans and reprised his role as Abbott in the enhanced remake of 2004's The Chronicles of Riddick: Escape from Butcher Bay, The Chronicles of Riddick: Assault on Dark Athena, while Sony released his first greatest hits album, entitled The Greatest Hits. Even though his financial troubles were increased even further, as he had to file for bankruptcy in July 2009 and January 2010, although both attempts were dismissed and his houses and belongings liened.
In 2010 he had a guest-spot in the crime series Detroit 1-8-7, in the episode Royal Bubbles / Needle Drop. He also had the role of the Jabberwock in Malice n Wonderland, a short film based on the novel Alice in Wonderland, included on the re-release of the eponymous Snoop Dogg album, entitled More Malice. After having guest-starred three times in the previous season, he was added to the permanent cast of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, where he is a part of the design team. After a four year hiatus, he planned to release his seventh studio album MMX in 2010, but due to label issues the album was not released by the end of year. In March 2011, he teamed up with Extreme Music, to release a new compilation of material titled Urban Ammo 2. Xzibit produced, composed and performed all 40 tracks on the compilation album, created primarily for professional music users and music supervisors in need of material for their movie/television productions. Xzibit enlisted veteran director Matt Alonzo to shoot the videos for the two singles, which are titled “Man on the Moon” and “What It Is”, both featuring Young De.
In April 2011 he teamed up with Pakistani rapper Adil Omar for a single off his debut album The Mushroom Cloud Effect titled “Off The Handle” which is produced by longtime collaborator Fredwreck, and was released on May 24, 2011, also with a video by Matt Alonzo.[9]
On May 29, 2011, Xzibit announced via twitter that the new album was to be renamed, quote from his Twitter: “MMX (2010) was the tend. title of the new album. Of course that wont work now, so I decided the body of work has earned the title: RESTLESS2” [10]
On October 19, 2011 it was announced that the title of the album has been changed to Napalm. Xzibit said that the album is 75 percent done that the it should be released by the beginning of next year.[11]
Internet meme[link]
Xzibit has gained something of a cult status in a pictorial internet meme. The meme is based on the closure of Pimp My Ride episodes, where Xzibit says to contestants something along the lines of “We heard you like TV, so we put a TV in your car so you can watch TV while you drive”. This phrasing has been adopted as the basis for the meme, producing ironic and idiosyncratic phrases such as “Yo dawg, we heard you like cars so we put a car in yo’ car so you can drive while you drive” . All of the memes invariably start with the phrase “yo dawg”.[12] Two contrasting images of Xzibit’s face – one smiling with laughter and one looking confused and taken aback – have also gained popularity as a meme.
Controversy[link]
Rove McManus[link]
In June 2007, Xzibit left the Rove Live studios in Australia before a scheduled appearance. Media outlets reported that it was due to Xzibit not being given stand-alone billing on the program, even though he had not even been booked in advance. According to Xzibit, he walked off the set after taking offence to comments made by a Rove staffer, who after informing Xzibit that his performance time would be shorter than the rapper might have liked, allegedly said: “You know, we came a long way just having you on the program.” Xzibit took this as a racist remark, although the staffer claimed that they were merely referring to his status as a late booking.[13]
Gumball 3000[link]
In the Gumball 3000 2007 rally, Xzibit drove a black Jaguar XJ220. During the first day of the rally, Dutch police seized his driver’s licence for doing 160 km/h where only 100 km/h was allowed. After the penalty, his co-driver, producer Fredwreck Nassar took over the wheel and they were allowed to continue.[14] In an interview with Dutch radio personality Reinout ‘Q-Bah’ van Gendt,[15] Xzibit says that he mistook the kilometers for miles (100 mph = 160 km/h). Ultimately, he never got his license back from the Dutch police and had to apply for a new one in the United States.
Tax evasion[link]
According to public records, as of late 2010 Xzibit owed more than $959,523 in delinquent federal taxes. He also tried to file for bankruptcy twice, in July 2009 and January 2010, but both times his bankruptcy filings were dismissed due to various reasons. The problems started after Pimp My Ride was cancelled: in 2007 he earned $497,175, and after the cancellation his 2008 income was reported as $67,510.[8]
Discography[link]
Main article: Xzibit discography
- At the Speed of Life (1996)
- 40 Dayz & 40 Nightz (1998)
- Restless (2000)
- Man vs. Machine (2002)
- Weapons of Mass Destruction (2004)
- Full Circle (2006)
- Napalm (2012)[11]
Filmography[link]
| Films | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| Year | Film | Role | Notes |
| 1999 | The Breaks | Jamal | |
| 2000 | Tha Eastsidaz | Blue | Direct-to-Video |
| 2001 | The Wash | Wayne | |
| 2002 | 8 Mile | Mike | |
| The Country Bears | Himself | Cameo | |
| 2004 | Full Clip | Duncan | |
| 2005 | xXx: State of the Union | Zeke | released as xXx: The Next Level in other countries |
| Derailed | Dexter | ||
| Hoodwinked | Chief Ted Grizzly | Voice Role | |
| 2006 | Gridiron Gang | Malcolm Moore | |
| 2008 | The X-Files: I Want to Believe | FBI Special Agent Mosley Drummy | |
| American Violet | Darrell Hughes | ||
| 2009 | Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans | Big Fate | |
| 2010 | Malice n Wonderland | Jabberwock | Short Film, included on the re-release More Malice of the eponymous Snoop Dogg album |
| TBA | Fencewalker | Post-production | |
| Weekends at Bellevue | Chuck | Post-production | |
| Guardians of Luna | Alan Jedda | Filming, Voice Role | |
| Code Name: Geronimo | Filming | ||
| Concert Films | |||
| Year | Film | Role | Notes |
| 2000 | The Up in Smoke Tour | Himself | |
| 2001 | Xzibit: Restless XPosed | Documentary, also director and producer | |
| Tha Alkaholiks: X.O. The Movie Experience | |||
| 2003 | All Access Europe | ||
| 2004 | Strong Arm Steady | Documentary | |
| 2008 | Tha Alkaholiks: Live from Rehab | ||
| Television Series | |||
| Year | Series | Role | Notes |
| 2001 | MTV Cribs | Himself | 1 episode (Xzibit, Boy George, Penny Hardaway, Al Harris) |
| The Slim Shady Show | Knuckels | Direct-to-DVD, Voice Role | |
| 2002 | Cedric the Entertainer Presents | Mack Daddy | 1 episode (Mack Daddy) |
| 2004 | CSI: Miami | Dwayne "10-Large" Jackman | 1 episode (The Rap Sheet) |
| 2004–2007 | Pimp My Ride | Himself | Host, also producer |
| 2006, 2007 | The Boondocks | 2 episodes (The Real, The Story of Thugnificent), Voice Role | |
| 2010 | Detroit 1-8-7 | Russel Pits | 1 episode (Royal Bubbles / Needle Drop) |
| 2010–2012 | Extreme Makeover: Home Edition | Himself | Design Team, appeared 3 times as a guest star in the 2009/2010 season |
| 2012 | Loiter Squad | Himself | 1 episode |
| Video Games | |||
| Year | Title | Role | Notes |
| 2000 | Madden NFL 2001 | Himself | Playable Character |
| 2004 | The Chronicles of Riddick: Escape from Butcher Bay | Abbott | Voice Role |
| Def Jam: Fight for NY | Himself | Playable Character | |
| NFL Street 2 | Guide, Narrator, Playable Character, released as NFL Street 2 Unleashed for PSP | ||
| 2006 | Pimp My Ride | Guide, Narrator | |
| Def Jam Fight for NY: The Takeover | Playable Character | ||
| 2009 | The Chronicles of Riddick: Assault on Dark Athena | Abbott | Voice Role |
References[link]
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- ^ "Xzibit Biography - life, family, childhood, children, parents, name, school, mother - Newsmakers Cumulation". Notablebiographies.com. http://www.notablebiographies.com/newsmakers2/2005-Pu-Z/Xzibit.html. Retrieved 2012-03-22.
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- ^ Xzibit Gearing Up For Golden State Project, Manhunt, February 5, 2001. Retrieved September 16, 2006.
- ^ Weapons of Mass Destruction. RIAA. Retrieved November 24, 2007.
- ^ a b "Xzibit no longer enjoying a pimped lifestyle". The Detroit News. http://apps.detnews.com/apps/blogs/taxingdetroitblog/index.php?blogid=377. Retrieved 2011-01-06.
- ^ "Prikbordfoto's". Facebook. http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150163645551445&set=a.382591271444.160449.6184226444&type=1&comments. Retrieved 2012-03-22.
- ^ Posted 29 May 2011 by Billooh (2011-05-29). "New Name For The New Xzibit Album: RESTLESS 2". XzibitCentral.com. http://www.xzibitcentral.com/2011/news/new-name-for-the-new-xzibit-album-restless-2/. Retrieved 2012-03-22.
- ^ a b Kuperstein, Slava (2011-10-19). "Xzibit Talks New Album "Napalm," First Time Meeting Dr. Dre And Snoop Dogg | Get The Latest Hip Hop News, Rap News & Hip Hop Album Sales". HipHop DX. http://www.hiphopdx.com/index/news/id.17306/title.xzibit-talks-new-album-napalm-first-time-meeting-dr-dre-and-snoop-dogg. Retrieved 2012-03-22.
- ^ "Xzibit Yo Dawg". Know Your Meme. 2011-01-14. http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/xzibit-yo-dawg. Retrieved 2012-03-22.
- ^ Mark Schliebs (June 25, 2007). "Rapper calls Rove Live 'racist'". PerthNow. http://www.news.com.au/perthnow/story/0,21598,21970043-5005368,00.html.
- ^ Xzibit loses drivers license in Holland, www.eminem.net, accessed on May 2, 2008
- ^ YouTube – FunX interview Xzibit
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