[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 Xzibit Lyrics Index
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[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 Xzibit Lyrics Index
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