First 48 lyrics - Xzibit, B Real, Demrick
[Xzibit:]
Bring out the big guns, 50 Cal. headshots
Put my hand up, turn my head when the gauge pops
Serial kill shit, only that real shit, like a nigga with millions
Welcome to the headlock, captivated, you old and dated while X stay activated
You display it, let the camera roll on it
You see it, but you don't want it, smother and crush my opponents
Tyson mind state, fornicate, state to state
Thank God for section 8
I'm a freight train full of cocaine to that mainland
Half a billion staying insane is the game plan
I am not the same man that you accustomed too
Everything new, cue 7 on the avenue
[Demrick:]
I did what I had to do, longitude latitude
Fuck being a nigga half black with an attitude
Never had gratitude, young and jaded
And I guess that's why my MO is drunk and faded
The way I got here is so complicated
From way back in the day, I felt obligated
To the streets, to the roots, to the groups I came from
Never changed, kept it 100 since day one
[B-Real:]
B-Real, Cypress Hill, raw deal, stainless steel, get your whole family killed
That's for real, lips stay seamed and sealed
If looks could kill, so much blood gone spill
I fufill, nightmares live on your street
Slow creep, 4 deep, bust with more heat
The whole neighborhood got to starve when I eat
There's nothing like a skull cracking hard on the concrete
AK-47 on repeat, straight to Hell ain't no Heaven where you sleep
Obsolete, 6 deep when I creep
When I speak, people act properly
Is it the cabbage or the cash or the broccoli
Nigga I don't give a fuck cause I want all three
Wanted lyrics - Xzibit, B Real, Demrick
[B-Real:]
You wanna approach me?
Use the right protocol!
I put you to sleep like you OD'ed on Propofol
Bitches have so much gall
Now your falls coming soon
Another rapper, a tomb
Glass case, shell, doom!
You are now in tune to the greatest, the latest the waited
Diamond 'n glo, slayed it, created, they hit you brainless
You wanted me to say it
OK, it couldn't be said better!
Inspirational message and letters from go-getters
We decide whether or not we're blowing up spots
As lethal as a champion of 'King of the Dot'
Loaded and locked, exploded and rocked
Corroded your block, you drove in a shot!
The more than the prop, tied you a knot
Time on the clock, stop!
Like the stop watch cause we're top show
Like Kobe in his prime, define top notch!
Kick you in the crotch with a cheap shot
But I think not!
What you gonna do when the fucking beat stops?
[Demrick & Xzibit:]
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
And anybody that's with 'em! (hit 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
And anybody that's with 'em! (hit 'em!)
I'm a wanted man, (yeah!)
Bitches got it bad (yeah!)
Haters want my life, (yeah!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
I'm a wanted man
So catch me if you can!
[Demrick:]
Cause for that stash
I keep in that coffee can under my bed
Shit could get sacrilegious
And I lay bitches flat ray backs like practicious
A man that lacks vision is prone to make bad decisions
All I had was ambition and a mission to get out of this position
I was raised, but wasn't nobody listening
To shit I had to say, respect was only paid
If you're balling like Battier
So put that glove and bat away!
In exchange for a gun, son, point it that-a-way
Let it spray what a great way to fuck up my Saturday!
Way too young to have a drink
Way too young to have to think
Rolling 'round on half a tank
It's my uncles I had to thank!
It was them we emulate and imitate
So I'm at this 7-11 with a.357 and pale face
Let's do this beer run
Hurry up 'fore they hear something!
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
And anybody that's with 'em! (hit 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
And anybody that's with 'em! (hit 'em!)
I'm a wanted man, (yeah!)
Bitches got it bad (yeah!)
Haters want my life, (yeah!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
I'm a wanted man
So catch me if you can!
[Xzibit:]
I decapitate my enemies
Know I get paid for most of 'em
Hesitation and patience, I'm running out of both of them
Set sail, smash the champagne on the side of it
I'll Titanic you niggas
Iceberg, I hit you with the Mossberg
Sawed off nicely, in a white T
Point blank range, politely squeeze, this excites me!
I'mma live by the bullet 'til it bites me
I'm doing life, how come momma never writes me?
These real keys take time, so meticulous
Thinking at thieves, intelligence feed
My agenda is the flashback coast what's stress from the PTS
Fuck what you're saying, motherfucker
Say it with your chest!
You're being held for ransom
Citizens, our demand's a hundred million untraceable euros wrapped in plastic bags
Cause you're playing with your life
If you think I'm thinking twice
Now you walkin' to the light!
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
And anybody that's with 'em! (hit 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
There he go (get 'em!)
And anybody that's with 'em! (hit 'em!)
I'm a wanted man, (yeah!)
Bitches got it bad (yeah!)
Haters want my life, (yeah!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
Catch me if you can! (if you can!)
I'm a wanted man
So catch me if you can!
Dickies & Bandanas lyrics - Xzibit, B Real, Demrick (feat. Kurupt)
[Xzibit:]
New West, Old West
No, its just West
You feel me?
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Yeah, I'm just calling it how I see it
Where you get that from?
Yeah, be about it if you gon be it
Where You get that from?
[Demrick:]
Too many cooks in the kitchen, way too much lying and bitching
How did you gain that position, I have your family sniffling
You should actually listen, Before you answer the question
Niggas dying for less than, giving the wrong impression
You like a signed confession, we got it all on paper
Paramedics all on faders, there's no way to contain us
You think its all entertainment, and it should end with the music
Don't be foolish, we from the ghetto, niggas liable to lose it
I'm from the land of the prove-it, if you're bout it then do it
All the drugs we be using'll have you having illusions
Where you get your style from? I guess we'll reintroduce it
We be moving like a movement you have nothing to do with
We providing sollutions, so which side is you choosing?
Here's your bandana and hammer, if they panic then shoot em
Its as simple as that, cause gangsta rapper reacts
We strike like a match and watch your infrastructure collapse
I'm in my
[Xzibit:]
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Yeah, I'm just calling it how I see it
Where you get that from?
Yeah, be about it if you gon be it
Where You get that from?
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Yeah, lowriders, [?] -riders with kits
Where you get that from?
Heavy-handed, hard than a bitch
Where you get that from?
[Kurupt:]
Have you ever seen a maniac in all black?
Khaki suit, allocute, parking lot, pop and shoot
No witnesses witness this, black khaki suit
Bandana, Komanwel? Scanner and a bandana
Tied around a handle and a clip, click, bandana
Tied around the banana clip, get clipped and ran up
On your homies like "What it is?" the last man standing
You know who I am: I'm Gotti, the last man standing
With a cannon, picture it like a Canon camera
On the block like hood, I'm in motion, rollercoasting
Westcoasting for nothing, approach them and body roast them
Chuck's not giving a fuck, socking the niggas closest
What's happening homie? Is that right?
You the one to stand up for your hood tonight?
You the one that's gonna make wrong the right?
Instantaneously we take flight
Ain; t nothing can be better, there's nothing worse
The homies won't take off unless I take off first
Disperse, experts on work that works to lay niggas down
Like wax and exerts and spurts, motherfucker we in
[Xzibit:]
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Yeah, I'm just calling it how I see it
Where you get that from?
Yeah, be about it if you gon be it
Where You get that from?
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Yeah, lowriders, [?] -riders with kits
Where you get that from?
Heavy-handed, hard than a bitch
Where you get that from?
[B-Real:]
I'm spitting venom, the critics I end them, you can lend them
Your heart, but there's no way to stop me once I'm gaining momentum
I'm elevated, my weapon is calibrated
I'm hated by haters who hated because they never made it
I'm validated by those, who sat and waited
For yours truly, foolishly thinking that you debated my flows
Calculated, evaluated, but still you never know
How we manage to murder the microphone, man I'm in the zone
Competition is none, I'm on this mission so run
Overshadowed you fuckers cause I'm eclipsing the Sun
Don't try to lift up your gun, no need to be dumb
Jury is hung, I'm killing you fucking busters for fun
That's how we get it done, method is flawless and some of you saw this coming
[?] are humming in the city, bitches are bumming
I'm the thief in the night, right
Your blinded by the light, tight
Taking it light, you don't get out my sight
I'm in my
[Xzibit:]
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Yeah, I'm just calling it how I see it
Where you get that from?
Yeah, be about it if you gon be it
Where You get that from?
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Dickies, Dickies and, Dickies and
Dickies and bandanas
Yeah, lowriders, [?] -riders with kits
Where you get that from?
Heavy-handed, hard than a bitch
Where you get that from?
In The Sky lyrics - Xzibit, B Real, Demrick
Yeah
This is empty bottle rap
I'm not a role model, You can go ahead and follow that
Road to the unknown, all you gotta do is swallow that pill
And watch how you feel, baby just relax
Detach from the norm
Prepare for the storm
Sober up and relapse, I'll be back in the morn'
I'm just playing I'm high, get up in the zone
She a nine, but in my mind she a centerfold
And many chose, the path to sobriety
But stoned is the way I walk, through society
Momma said, "Son is you high? Don't lie to me"
I told her no, but she still beat the hell up outta me
Parallel reality, drained in my salary
Smokin' more than I'm selling, how can this be true?
So now I'm sippin' on that 100 proof
Gettin' loose, I love to get faded
What can you do?
I'm high up in the sky
And I can't come down
No, no
I'm lost up in this world
And I can't come down
No, no
I used to roll the blue coupe, claiming that soo woo
No mercy for others, brother - that means you too
No regards for you and yours
Pullin' out the '44, put you on the floor
Face down; true story boy
The streets got an appetite, and it's never satisfied
Boulevard of broken dreams, but they'll never shatter mine
I own it and I'm glad it's mine
It's swing batter time, I'm going for the fences
Your opinion doesn't matter I'm, still rollin' thick as hell
Trigger finger's quick as well, I'm lookin' for the higher ground
I can make my pockets swell
Believe me when I say these streets are bloody, It ain't a game
Money, fortune, and fame are all callin' my name
And I can hear it in the background, as I lay the track down
Put the sack down, Po-po's are on the crackdown
I let the mic guide me, my pen is mighty
The track is like a woman screaming, "I want you inside me"
I'm high up in the sky
And I can't come down
No, no
I'm lost up in this world
And I can't come down
No, no
I used to be the dope man
Baking soda, cocaine
Copped a quarter ki' at the time, thought I'm so paid
Never thought twice, in hindsight, I was lucky
I never did time, the one time never touched me
Taurus nine millimeter, ridin' in the front seat
Trust me, chop yo fuckin' ass in to lunch meat
Did my first drive-by, my girlfriend drivin'
In her mom's 4 Taurus, my niggas, I'm not lying
I'm lion-hearted, my instinct: king of the castle
I gotta be a dick, 'cause I'm surrounded by assholes
What more can I ask for?
Break neck diligence
Fast forward, to brains all over your dashboard
The landlord, let the hammer fall on the tenants
Got evicted from the game, 'cause your heart's not in it
And you're so dimwitted
When you spit it, man you don't go get it
Audio, hustlers, serial killin'
I'm high up in the sky
And I can't come down
No, no
I'm lost up in this world
And I can't come down
No, no
Doctor's In lyrics - Xzibit, B Real, Demrick (feat. Hopsin)
The doctor's in, the joint lights
I'm pushin' kush, takin' shit to new heights
My vision's blown, I'm having new sights
Man, fuck this world
True blood, but the truth bites
Stings like a slice, whenever they bring up the rice
You thinkin' twice, I'm on some mad shit
Like Old Spice
My stalker's in, and it's real life
See I'm a rolling stone, throwin' stones real nice
And glass houses, rockin' by the thousands
Sparkin' many ounces, as the beat bounces
I got winnin' in my blood, I'm a champion
People show me love 'cause I'm the highest in the pantheon
You say this can't be life, I say what's real is real
You can dream it, see it, taste it
Why you fuckin' waste it?
Grab the lick and paste it, while you searchin' for me
Check my inventory, history, and real glory
The weed had brought him luck, I'm from the bottom up
I take the haters, put a stompin' on those rotten fucks
The doctor's in, the joint lights
I'm pushin' kush, takin' shit to new heights
My vision's blown, I'm having new sights
Man, fuck this world
True blood, but the truth bites
The doctor's in, the joint lights
I'm pushin' kush, takin' shit to new heights
My vision's blown, I'm having new sights
Man, fuck this world
True blood, but the truth bites
I hit my dock, fill my script, then I dip
[?] then I twist
Gettin' drunk off a fifth
That's everyday shit, I go to the grave with
But as long as I'm alive Imma rise for that grave shift
And I came from the pavement to makin' that A list
My reefers stay lit and these niggas I came with
Is the same ones that always been down from the jump
Ain't talkin' 'bout speakers when there's pounds in the trunk
The truth bites, I'm just trying not let it leave a mark
I played my part, each verse I pierce like a work of art
Niggas actin' hard, no time for the back and forth
This world's gonna give me exactly what I've been asking for
I'm about to fuck it raw, with no Magnum on
And leave my kids to roam this earth, like a vagabond
The doctor's in, the joint lights
I'm pushin' kush, takin' shit to new heights
My vision's blown, I'm having new sights
Man, fuck this world
True blood, but the truth bites
The doctor's in, the joint lights
I'm pushin' kush, takin' shit to new heights
My vision's blown, I'm having new sights
Man, fuck this world
True blood, but the truth bites
Nigga the doctor's in, ready to plot revenge to catch your oxygen
Fuck with me that's the consequence
Shoulda followed your conscience bitch
I'm on a pedestal higher than B-Real off his ganja hits
I love to contradict
'Cause a nigga too nice when I'm on my monster shit
No secret that I'm ready to kill, barely appealed but I'm barely [?]
Can't be concealed
Starving rappers into pieces and then they get left in the field
Except for this real, invest in this shield
Before you niggas try to step to the skill
I'm built as heavy as steel
Got all of you scared to me it's a definite thrill
Nuttin' you can tell me, ain't nobody who can help me
I'm a Nightmare on Elm Street, lifestyle's unhealthy
I pull a [?] to my phone take a selfie
Oh my God who the hell's he?
Oh shit that's me staring back in the mirror
Got a hit list full of wack MCs
So you better believe I get the package delivered
That's what happens to niggas, when they mess with a lunatic
Imma cause ruckus in mothafuckas, when I bust this tough shit
Homeboy you'll never get used to
This, keep yourself at a distance from me
I'm an embarrassing hooligan, finna fuck the game
Scored a couple of sperm cells inside so they rest in the uterus
The doctor's in, the joint lights
I'm pushin' kush, takin' shit to new heights
My vision's blown, I'm having new sights
Man, fuck this world
True blood, but the truth bites
The doctor's in, the joint lights
I'm pushin' kush, takin' shit to new heights
My vision's blown, I'm having new sights
Man, fuck this world
True blood, but the truth bites
Legends Never Die lyrics - Xzibit, B Real, Demrick (feat. Easy MoneyST)
Legends never
[Ea$y Money:]
Ever since the day I got old
They told me I would never make it this long
Now years after the day that I'm gone
They'll be playing my songs and my name will live on
When everybody thought that I was insane
I stood tall after all that have came
So let the good Lord call on my name
'Cause I done rep I'm working the game
[Ea$y Money & Xzibit:]
We never die
Never die!
We just live on
Live on, live on
We never die
Never die!
We just live on
[Xzibit:]
Yea, I'm a cowboy steppin clear
With a pistol pointblank behind your right ear
Yea because fear is not a option
Say my name 3 times – I appear with a shotgun
Now what you motherfuckers want from me?
I'm from the gutter, I'm medicated by drug money
Take everything, there ain't nothing else you could take from me
Never break from you niggas, swinging until my hands bloody
Time flies, dreams die, people lose faith
Tryna hide behind a lie with a straight face
Buzz kill, boots on the ground 'cause I'm straight lace
Fuck love, never needed love in the first place
[Ea$y Money & Xzibit:]
Legends never... die
Never die!
We just live on
Live on, live on
We never die
Never die!
We just live on
[B-Real:]
So many doubted so little time
So many haters coming to mind
Later for waste 'cause moments to bind
Because I would never look back and regretted this fucking life
Around, I do it for the ones who supported the dream
And making every second of their life as a part of my team
It take the heart of a lion, the crown of a king
Bring up a throne and you keep the frame in mind but you singing my songs
Still serial kill the bullshit, spit up the thrills
And if you will, you're not the killer, for real I be dealing
The run of the mill, with no skill, top Billy the dun
That's why I reply
[Ea$y Money & Xzibit:]
Legends never... die
Never die!
We just live on
Live on, live on
We never die
Never die!
We just live on
[Xzibit:]
Yea, I was born to live forever
I am legend, gather my thoughts and line em up together
Feel like pulling my own Beretta put it to my head
Better days ahead, left for dead with my daily bread
Yea, I'll cause a slaughter in your tabernacle
I storm your castle and guillotined your queen
Los Angeles to the rotten apple
I'm playing tackle
Giving concussions cold like going to war with the Russians
Starving like my ribs and my stomach is touching
I'm filthy as a pig, all this drinking and fuckin
It's just my destiny til the death of me, stand and deliver
Confessions of an unapologetic serial killer
Legends never... die
We just live on
We never die
No Comin' Back lyrics - Xzibit, B Real, Demrick
Now I wanna get high
Some rollin and smokin
Poppin and drinkin
And stop for the thinking
And hop in this lincoln and let's roll
And I ain't talkin about the pills we pop so let's go
The block that I got
So hot, I call it off in a stow
That's what we gotta hit him to digit, you know
And I let it get high cause it often expose
The real in a man what they stand-in for
Say I'm bout to overdose like Anna Nicole
Plus the devil already got one hand on my soul
Should I stand on my toes?
Cause I'm walkin on the tight road
Thin line between yours and mine when they not blow
And you can die slow...
Get smoked like hydro
Then I'ma bounce like hydros
And I know that it just ain't right
But as long as I can sleep at night!
Ain't no comin back from that
You tryna do me wrong put my name in a song
Ain't no comin back from that
I'm so goddamn high mind all up in the sky
Ain't no coming back from that
25 for the ale no parole no bail
Ain't no coming back from that
Two shots in the head - flatline and you dead
AINT NO COMIN BACK!
I make yo blocks pop off
The streets locked off
When the heats cocked off
Goes a body to the morgue
Got the best kush money can afford
So if you think about jackin
We gotta send you home to the law
You can see us when we out on tour
With everybody flippin in the place
Niggas can't keep our pace
And you don't wanna see the heater chilling by my waste
But if you gotta most likely it'll bleed your face
Take a chill pill for-real, we break ya will
I'm the bullet in the gunshot by ill bill
I'm assassin with the hustler skill
Off the hill when the crosshairs homie
One shot one kill
And it's a one way trip in your lesson
Start running jack
You like mason career - it's no comin back
It goes click-clack
This shit's on track
Learn how to act or we twist ya shit
BITCH!
Laa laa la-laa laa
Laa laa la-laa laa
Ain't no comin back from that
You tryna do me wrong put my name in a song
Ain't no comin back from that
I'm so goddamn high mind all up in the sky
Ain't no coming back from that
25 for the ale no parole no bail
Ain't no coming back from that
Two shots in the head - flatline and you dead
Aint no comin back!
To the day before negotiations
Don't waste no breath no conversations
No price no lefts I lay and win game
2 - 2 - 3 rounds, kick your face in
Men, I should have seen it comin
Behind your eyes I can see your mind racing -
Heart sink to your weak stomach!
You not from it
I'm sam bada summer
I'm a franchise built from the gutter, thinking
I'm a million dollar vocal with a grip
So why I'm in here fucking with this 20-dollar bitch
Ignorant bliss-a-bish like a black hole
I disappear with a dinosaur, get strong
So strong make the homies make housecalls
Answer or not - yo block gets knocked off
Chopped off, no time for apologies - words are done
Cause you can't take it back when they pull a nigga gun!
Ain't no comin back from that
You tryna do me wrong put my name in a song
Ain't no comin back from that
I'm so goddamn high mind all up in the sky
Ain't no coming back from that
25 for the ale no parole no bail
Ain't no coming back from that
Two shots in the head - flatline and you dead
AINT NO COMIN BACK!
Angels Come Calling lyrics - Xzibit, B Real, Demrick
When the reaper calls your name, ain't nowhere to hide
Always remeber one thing, you're living on borrowed time
See tomorrow's not promised, no matter how bad you want it
That's why I'm going all in, 'til them angels come calling
'Til them angels come calling, for me
Indeed I been here before so much of the same shit
People say they want a war but they busting the same clips
But really the game split with so many blame shits
Distinction is no more in, so many name slip
But I'm kicking in the door I don't have to explain this
I'm leaving, they stayin flowing as soon as the pain hits
I'm coming for crowns and you're scared at the reign bitch
I'm like kobe with the ball, I shouted the dream squish
I do this in fame which, it's truly a strange ditch
This game it's so thankless but I put up a raised fist
One thing will rerises man...
This is your brain on me, this high as your brain get's
With one life, listen, my mission - invade whip
They call me greenthumb son, don't play I'm a layin tricking
When the breakdown come, its the end of your fame slip
When the reaper calls your name, ain't nowhere to hide
Always remeber one thing, you're living on borrowed time
See tomorrow's not promised, no matter how bad you want it
That's why I'm going all in, 'til them angels come calling
'Til them angels come calling, for me
It's all out war for what I believe in
At the liqour store serving up doses, fienin
When the cops come we start bobbing and weaving
Running and ducking, weed got me coughing and weezin
Why you try speak about the predicament we in
Most time you ever spend in a city's a weekend
And I swear to God they all try to push me off of the deep end
Cause at your lowest point is when this wild thoughts creep in
Could my mind be playin tricks on me
Cause I feel like somebody coming for me
That's why I treat every day like my last day
More chatter with less suffer get it the fast way
Before my flame gets put out like a ashtray
I'mma make this song, let's go and get the world a gasface
You stuck runnin in last places
And Don't nobody give a fuck what your ass say
Do you think you can wild out and act safe
Cause in that case give me that motherfucking gun
When the reaper calls your name, ain't nowhere to hide
Always remeber one thing, you're living on borrowed time
See tomorrow's not promised, no matter how bad you want it
That's why I'm going all in, 'til them angels come calling
'Til them angels come calling, for me
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