Enjoy The Night lyrics - Xzibit (feat. David Banner, Wiz Khalifa and Brevi)

 [Brevi:]

We gon' get fucked up

Enjoy the night, enjoy the night

We gon' get fucked up

And that's alright, that's alright

Raised in the gutter, I'm a find a way

Everything is ok

Baby lift your cup up

Enjoy the night, enjoy the night

[Xzibit:]

Amsterdam to Tokyo longitude only I can know

Latitude is my attitude fall in place like a domino

I ain't come here to make no friends

Because I rather be feared than love

Scared to death that I move this mountain get to you with this shotgun slug

And I could never turn my back on the ways of life

I'm sparing no expense top down Vegas lights

My flows they verge in tide I do not give a fuck

It's about to jump tonight my crib is filling up

Is filling up, is filling up full of bitches I have never met

And they ain't left like these bitches here on house arrest

Line out two shots and I'm down six dark or light, but that shit don't mix

Got a body bag full of pills and shit

Let's see how fucked up we all gon' get

[Brevi:]

We gon' get fucked up

Enjoy the night, enjoy the night

We gon' get fucked up

And that's alright, that's alright

Raised in the gutter, I'm a find a way

Everything is ok

Baby lift your cup up

Enjoy the night, enjoy the night

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Raised in the gutter bread getting butter

Face like her mother ass like she's southern

So much cash I just gotta laugh

Out in Paris smoking grass signing autographs

It's apparent if it's foreign and I'm starring

If it's shining then I'm near it

It's designer then I wear it, uh

Look at these diamonds spend some time on my appearance

You too busy saving hoes you ain't gonna find a dime on clearance

You know me bitch I get straight down to the point

Pop another bottle roll another joint

And all of my niggas OG's and all of that smoke is OG

I'm way too high to be low key

Better act like you know me

[Brevi:]

We gon' get fucked up

Enjoy the night, enjoy the night

We gon' get fucked up

And that's alright, and that's alright

Raised in the gutter, I'm a find a way

Everything is ok

Baby lift your cup up

Enjoy the night, enjoy the night

[David Banner:]

Girl if you wanna get some drunk dick you can come and get it from me

I know I shouldn't mix all this vodka with this hennessey

But we gon' get fucked up then pour it up drink big

Party like it's 99 put a one-nine before that bitch

We gon' sip until we get sick, we gon' blaze till we get licked

Call Earl the world spinning tell the lil' bitch ye we winning

The girl that you love is good in the beginning

Two good shots and now the girl sinnin'

Spinning over now I'm sober face breasts

More Mer'

Line out two shots and I'm down six darker light but that shit don't mix

Got a body bag full of pills and shit let's see how fucked up we all gon' get

[Brevi:]

We gon' get fucked up

Enjoy the night, enjoy the night

We gon' get fucked up

And that's alright, and that's alright

Raised in the gutter, I'm a find a way

Everything is ok

Baby lift your cup up

Enjoy the night, enjoy the night

Movies lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Game, Crooked I, Slim the Mobster and Young De)

 [Game:]

Maybe it's time I change religions on you

Turn a Christian to a Muslim, turn a Buddhist to a Christian

Tell 'em Catholic Ronnie been it

Sippin' red wine inside the Pentagon

Writin sinister lines 'til all the ink inside my pen is gone

Jeremy Lin got the world watchin' ESPN

My sick porno obsession's got me watchin' these lesbians

I'm a sick fuckin' psychotic bastard

The mic is my sword, the booth is your casket

I'm sittin' inside a classic six-four with the ratchet

Throwin' up west side is my worst fuckin' habit

All these snap backs and egos

Eyes lookin' through peep holes is why I don't trust no one except God and Tim Tebow

I'm livin' my destiny, poppin' pills, high as fuck

Fuckin' bitches in the club, holdin' my Spades bottle up

I think it's time you salute me or shoot me

Either way, I'm the star of this motherfuckin' movie

[Slim The Mobster:]

They say I got a suicidal tendency murderin' all my enemies first

It ain't no question, the thunder under my shirt

Fuck around and you'll be up under the dirt

This automatic'll turn your Hummer to a hearse

Worse case scenario, pipe bomb your burial

They gonna have to bury you twice

This scary cat on this night life

The Gulf stream private but the weed is top flight

My PO already know I'm a motherfuckin' flight risk

Heavy chain, light wrist, pay cash for everything

That white bitch (she got it, she got it) that's my words to Orenthal

Sixteen and a two liter got it lookin' like motor oil

I'm leanin' hard in that flat black turbo charged coupe on twenty-fours, pedal to the floor

One hunnid shots at a nigga, still got plenty more

Slim The Mobster and my Israeli-made Uzi

We turn your block to a motherfuckin' movie

[Young De:]

Lights, cameras, action, niggas ready to shoot (shoot)

But these ain't lights and cameras pointed at you (you)

Block off the scene 'cause your scenes don't move me

We'll turn your block into a motherfuckin' movie

Lights, cameras, action, niggas ready to shoot (shoot)

But these ain't lights and cameras pointed at you (you)

Block off the scene 'cause your scenes don't move me

We'll turn your block into a motherfuckin' movie

[Xzibit:]

Back When We Were Kings, we were the Lord of the Rings

Requiem for a Dream, smokin' my Soylent Green

Now I know why the Cage Bird sings, there's no more Men of Honor

I'm Iron Man in my suit of armor, runnin' from karma

The Good Die Young, No Country for Old Men

There Will be Blood deeper than Leviathan

And my Platoon full of Bad Lieutenants

X-Men, Expendables, Bad Company criminals

Crush Grooves with a Kangol, Serpent And The Rainbow

48 Hours to Kill Bill, Cash and Tango

Braveheart, Battleship, Devil's Advocate with the Passion of Christ, It's A Wonderful Life

Miami Vice, what to get right

It's Midnight in the Garden the Good and Evil

I Crash Ordinary People, Lethal Weapon without four sequels

Survive the Hunger Games

The Gods Must be Crazy, Ricochet through the Purple Rain

Because The Devil Wears Prada

The Dead Presidents can turn a Goodfella to a Godfather

Animal House, Stand and Deliver The King's Speech

Leonardo DiCaprio on The Beach

Ocean's Eleven if All Dogs go to Heaven

The Silence of the Lambs, Son of Sam, Seven, I am Legend

Fuck this New Jack City, I'm on the Midnight Express

With this American History X, yes

[Crooked I:]

Off the dome and I'm talkin' slick as petroleum

'Cause I don't fuck with pens 'less I'm ballin' on some linoleum

Niggas preachin' hate from Napoleon

I'm slowly throwing salt in my game like pourin' some sodium on a goalie

But, homie, I'm only in it for the cash sport

Think you fucked the world? Somethin' like a pornstar with a passport

With Officer Walker and my side mirror in

He don't like me 'cause I'm dark as a Nigerian

Rockin' a lot of jewelry and smart as a librarian

And the look in my errogant eyes said I'd bury him

I said it before, don't ignore it again

Two hands on the Nine, like a quarter to ten, dude

Life's a hooker, the hall raised me

This poor baby was born crazy

Put in the middle of drug wars, thug lords and judges tryna to court case me

Lord, Save Me, it's Scorsese, a movie

[Young De:]

Lights, cameras, action, niggas ready to shoot (shoot)

But these ain't lights and cameras pointed at you (you)

Block off the scene 'cause your scenes don't move me

We'll turn your block into a motherfuckin' movie

Lights, cameras, action, niggas ready to shoot (shoot)

But these ain't lights and cameras pointed at you (you)

Block off the scene 'cause your scenes don't move me

We'll turn your block into a motherfuckin' movie

I Came To Kill lyrics - Xzibit

 This is the long drop method, supposed to be more humane

Measure your height and your weight to break your neck when you hang

Sometimes they use a short drop or they use a crane

Either way the victim dies in agonizing pain

But if the calculations incorrect when the rope's set

The rope will rip the head right off a motherfuckers neck

My appointment at the gallows x emerging from the shadows

With a vendetta better who wanna battle

Man you gon' get whipped and flogged

Shackled to an A-frame

Beaten full force until you can't repeat your own name

Until you smell the smell of burning flesh (yes)

Keep you alive until you pray for death (yes)

Drawn and quartered, disemboweled till there's nothing left

Saudi Arabia amputation for petty death

Li chin translated this the leader in death

A rubber tire filled with gas around your arms and chest

Set you on fire turn your body to a melted mess

Ask the AT about that south African necklace

Go ahead and pick your poison, get what's coming to you

Call me the brazen bull, I came to fucking kill you

[?] must I come through merciless

Bequeath me with that bullshit you utter

Uncut raw, what, and we ride through

And always remember that death will come on swift wings

Anyone who're uncontested now, have we now [?]

I came to kill

Hands behind your back shackled and I forced you to kneel

Shoot you in the back of the head, send your family the bill

For what the bullets cost, I'm on my China shit

Eye for an Eye waterboard you like my government

Impaled and left at the front gates

You should hear the sound a broken arm rib and leg makes

When being pulled apart, call that the breaking wheel

Killer's Remorse lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Bishop Lamont, Young De and B-Real)

 [Xzibit:]

I'm sorry I met you

I'm sorry I hurt you

I'm sorry I killed you

I'm sorry I murked you

Because I'm all alone now nobody is with me

Nobody to threaten that they about come get me

I wish I could go back to where we began

I wish you was alive so I could kill you again

I wish we had more paths to cross

Nobody even cares if they survive my loss

My killer's remorse

[Bishop Lamont:]

Its funny how the same shit we laugh at

Could be the very same shit to get your bitch ass clacked

Your throat slit next now drown in your own pool out back

I kick the cats and dog too but shit I don't count that

I'm the Angel of Death I strangle till there's no breath

I kill the kill kill till there ain't nobody left

My conscience don't inhibit me I kill deliberately

Just wanna be like God, cause God kills indiscriminately

I'm so Christian I'm so Muslim

Suicide bomb your mom crib if you push em

I'm parallel to Hell I'm ready so Satan what's cooking?

And rappers running their mouth

They don't know how close their bitch ass is coked

To get turned in ghosts nigga I will kill you

Don't get it cross memories fade just as blood washes off

I said memories fade just as blood washes off

Hope to see you soon

[Xzibit:]

I'm sorry I met you

I'm sorry I hurt you

I'm sorry I killed you

I'm sorry I murked you

Because I'm all alone now nobody is with me

Nobody to threaten that they about come get me

I wish I could go back to where we began

I wish you was alive so I could kill you again

I wish we had more paths to cross

Nobody even cares if they survive my loss

My killer's remorse

[B-Real:]

I feel so guilty my hands are filthy

From decorating your face all over the building

I'll say it sincere if I ain't making it clear

I'm writing on the wall with your blood man I wished you were here

But you moved on at your funeral I beat you with slam

I hugged your mom tell your sister and her kids to be calm

I won't tell 'em you gone you just sleep in a dream and all c'est la vie

We smoked you like the weed in the bong

[Demrick:]

Yeah, have you ever seen the bloodstain

And know that person has returned from where he once came?

Regret is such an ugly thing only if you let it fuck with your brain

But it ain't gonna change a fucking thing

What's done is done chalk that shit up to the game

You're still dead when I'm still alive

And I never got the chance to utilize my best alibi

[Xzibit:]

I'm sorry I met you

I'm sorry I hurt you

I'm sorry I killed you

I'm sorry I murked you

Because I'm all alone now nobody is with me

Nobody to threaten that they about come get me

I wish I could go back to where we began

I wish you was alive so I could kill you again

I wish we had more paths to cross

Nobody even cares if they survive my loss

My killer's remorse

Started the bullshit escalated to violence

In result of the violence infinite permanent silence

Now I feel empty not even existing

My worst enemy is no longer against me

I remember the hatred and how it consumed me

And you felt the same thing but never could move me

A shot to the face is nothing like in the movies

The back of your brain is out the body keeps moving

So I should rejoice now because you are past tense

The last of my enemies the last of you bastards

The dirt on your casket

Now I'm so alone now you was my reason to carry my gauge or chrome out

So now I just zone out and wait for the contact

And life for the combat and now we beyond that

And I'd take it all back if I knew what I knew now

What's a shooter without somebody to shoot down?

I'm sorry I met you

I'm sorry I hurt you

I'm sorry I killed you

I'm sorry I murked you

Because I'm all alone now nobody is with me

Nobody to threaten that they about come get me

I wish I could go back to where we began

I wish you was alive so I could kill you again

I wish we had more paths to cross

Nobody even cares if they survive my loss

My killer's remorse

1983 Remix lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Trena Joiner)

 I had to write this in blood, cause the ink wouldn't stick

I sold five to six million but, yo, that really ain't really shit

It was supposed to be different, we was supposed to ride out

But tumach shot his girl, then shot himself in the mouth

Then the steady game form very soon fell apart

'Cause when you just doing all, with no loyalty in your heart

It's like catchin Alzheimer's all these niggas forgetting where they're coming from

And they're slowing down, wait a minute, what we're running from?

This what we're supposed to do, here's where we're supposed to be

I hated MTV for trying to play me like a mockery

But that don't bother me, I just fulfill my fucking contract

Small price to pay just to get ya piece of mind back

My back, backfire, assassination of my character

Just to makes some millions off America

My younger sister, Erika, just adopted a child

My older brother served fifteen, he made it out

Even though my father loved me, I ain't seen him in a while

Had to fight my baby mama, bitch, give me my nigga now

'Cause He's running out of time and I need him to understand

The way the superior man had build a brand

Niggas talk about my taxes, I done paid Uncle sam

I'm surviving 'cause the mind's eye's quicker than the hand

Heartbreak, disappointment, my mother died when I was nine, I just wanted to join her

Naw Mr. Joiner, you get to California, I got something for you to do

It was like I was annointed

Resurrected, found my purpose, I remember meetin' Dre, being nervous when I would kick my verses

I was virtually worthless

My whole life was a circus

I was sleeping with serpents

And I thought it is worth it

I got a call from Paul, told me shit wasn't working

Exchange words, I told him tell me that shit in person

He probably told Em, and by the way did he said it unapologetic twisted made about him

I seen Slim and he said he didn't recognize me

Was it that or did he let another man define me?

I don't know, but now I gotta get this all behind me

Follow my calling when I used to follow niggas blindly

I wish I had a better relationship with my uncles

Blood relatives I could turn to when I'm feeling trouble

And talk about my struggles

My uncle John Nail, he only put me on the phone with different females

And this is such a such, nephew, tell her, what's up?

Ain't even ask about Tremaine and Gallen?...., growing up

Fuck, I drink it all and I smash the bottle

Self medicated numb, but I'mma feel it tomorrow

It feel like pain and sorrow was like a second skin

But now that pain was gone I got my second wind

Only the strong live long, you better settle in

I'm fighting forever, I will never let the devil win

1983, that's where my journey begins

I searched every word for strength, only find it within

This for me and my kid, still dying to live

Living life to the fullest 'till I see you again

Throw It Like It's Free lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Black Milk, Phats & Tre Capital)

 [Phats:]

Only the best of the best around me

Big coupe, niggas know about me

Styrofoam cup with promethazine

Got my body on lean, tell 'em "Slow it down please"

Never play with a nigga

Drive by, never wave at a nigga

G-5, real plane/plain on a nigga

I'ma pray for you niggas and we throwin it like it's free

[Black Milk:]

America's nightmare

The American dream

Sounds like the beginnin of the endin

Of the millenium when you in a storm's lightning

Inner city kid with a pipe dream

Shut down in the blink of an eye

Handcuffed in the back of a cop car

On the block where his best friend just died

Everything they showed and they know is lies

Everything we had before it was ours

Look real deep in the eyes of 'em

Look real deep in the minds of the blind and

Put my time in the rhyme and

Do you by the signs of the time kid

Whenever I spit that, line for line shit quick, quick

E'rybody calm down just for a bit

Yo, livin in the land of the dark

Livin in the land of the lost

30,000 feet up 'til we landed

Goin city to city to rock, watch all the fans put they hands up, up

This is that realer, iller, killer

Down for a nigga, I'm standin (yeah!)

Somethin that's iller, iller, nigga (yeah)

Somethin that the people are demandin

[Xzibit:]

Check the background, your rap's not tight

We don't fight, we push lead through the pipe

Came like a thief in the night

I lean with the left then I follow right behind with the right

California term' on sight

Then I take it back to the D, "Whatupdoe?"

Cut up flow the same way I cut up blow

Shut up hoe, abducted, U.F.O

Walk in a war zone, U.S.O

I'm at an all-time new plateau, lockin a round let it go

Anybody get bodied you better know

Can't do anything about it but get low

On the real, before you get the Maybach and the self-made tags

Get your own lane, fuck tryin to bring the game back

Slap you out them skinny ass jeans with a back slap

Better make change, you them niggas get they chain snatched

[Phats:]

Only the best of the best around me

Big coupe, niggas know about me

Styrofoam cup with promethazine

Got my body on lean, tell 'em "Slow it down please"

Never play with a nigga

Drive by, never wave at a nigga

G-5, real plane/plain on a nigga

I'ma pray for you niggas and we throwin it like it's free

[Tre Capital:]

Lobster perception, stand at ease with attention

Did I really even have to mention?

Now me, X, Black on a pursuit of perfection

Formulate a plot, man fuck your conception

Brand new nigga with a flow that's divine

All they ever did was write line after line

Killin time after time and I'm not in my prime

So instead of watchin the throne man the glory is mine

Where do we go when we conquered it all?

How do we feel when there's nothin at all?

Why do we walk when we started to crawl?

But like King James I was destined to ball

Like what up, what up, we got one, hot one

Spit lyrical homicide with a shotgun

Click clack boom, praise God that we lost son

Told these muh'fuckers not to mess with the wrong one

Songs don't wait, welcome to the new edition

Hand-to-hand, eliminate the competition

Westside to the D, it's a coalition

That we grind so hard that we had to give the

Rags to the riches, keys to the business

What is this? Just a young nigga with ambition

Knock your head off, protect my position

Man down, man on a mission, listen

[Phats:]

Only the best of the best around me

Big coupe, niggas know about me

Styrofoam cup with promethazine

Got my body on lean, tell 'em "Slow it down please"

Never play with a nigga

Drive by, never wave at a nigga

G-5, real plane/plain on a nigga

I'ma pray for you niggas and we throwin it like it's free

Crazy lyrics - Xzibit (feat. B-Real, Demrick & Jelly Roll)

 [Demrick:]

We too hungry so most games we don't play

Get lifted like toupees 'til next Tuesday

Dick-riders are gay, known to go both ways

Yeah you lovin my shit, ohh you don't say

This a new meanin of dead right

Put 'em to bed with a lead pipe, lights out, good night

This ain't a song that the choir sing

This is aviation, deader nation, devastatin e'rything

Wipe the canvas clean, life ain't a fantasy

I get lit like kerosene and people start panicking

And this the natural laws of attraction

My words cut through like saws and axes

I bring the flames like the son of Sampson

My crew (Bring the Pain) like Wu-Tang Clan did

Couldn't spend a day in these shoes I stand in

Take off, no landin, the world gon' crash in

[Jelly Roll:]

Hennessy and kush deadly combination

The only way I'm feelin safe is if I got my gun

Bodies disappearin on the daily baby

I keep tellin myself I don't wanna die

So I smoke green, stay high as a motherfucker

No games, you be gone tryin to run up on us

People die for less on the strength of nothin

If you ain't got your gun hidden in a close stash you crazy!

Ohh you crazy

Yeah, yeah we know about that new shit they got jumpin off man

Y'all better get aboard that shit

Big Tray Deee in this motherfucker

Give it up for my nigga

Eastside up homie

[Xzibit:]

What you know about dyin over dumb shit? (DAMN!)

What you know about runnin from the government?

My brigade's self-made from the ground up

Round up the renegades, time to tear the town up

Founding fathers arrivin in Impalas with the brains blew back

All dressed in black

React with gauges and Macs, way back when I was droppin off packs

Street money stack, Wall Street collapse

I'm like, hold my calls, personally involved

You touch one, you fuckin with us all, it's the code

Better read the graffiti, we the shit, 'round here

Left in itty-bitty pieces in the ground somewhere

We the gritty shitty people fuck around, rounds clear (rounds clear)

Man down (man down) disappear

For 15 to 25 years so you got your GUN

"So when I'm on the streets I walk around with a bigger one!"

YEAH!

[Jelly Roll:]

Hennessy and kush deadly combination

The only way I'm feelin safe is if I got my gun

Bodies disappearin on the daily baby

I keep tellin myself I don't wanna die

So I smoke green, stay high as a motherfucker

No games, you be gone tryin to run up on us

People die for less on the strength of nothin

If you ain't got your gun hidden in a close stash you crazy!

[B-Real:]

You cannot trace my movements, keepin you busters silent

I got an ill temper, disposition violent

I have hallucinations, in need of medication

I'm unstable like a mental patient

I need some conversation, because I'm losin focus

My concentration is broken, fuck it, I'm hopeless

I got my own agenda, breakin your head open

So I can see what you're thinkin, it's so thought-provokin

Yeah I'm fuckin crazy, they call me lunatic

The deadly viper, pied piper, and I'm soon to spit

I got a lot of anger, pent-up aggression dude

You better watch who you askin the wrong question to

You need a lesson too, here's a confession dude

A live stream us reckon you for a session view

We got a million lurkers, we overran the servers

We popped the burners then the preacher, the coffin, the service

[Jelly Roll:]

Hennessy and kush deadly combination

The only way I'm feelin safe is if I got my gun

Bodies disappearin on the daily baby

I keep tellin myself I don't wanna die

So I smoke green, stay high as a motherfucker

No games, you be gone tryin to run up on us

People die for less on the strength of nothin

If you ain't got your gun hidden in a close stash you crazy!

Ohh you crazy

Crazy!

Ohh you crazy

Phenom lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Kurupt & 40 Glocc)

[Kurupt {Xzibit}:]

'Sup?

Once in the lifetime... (haha!)

Kurupt Young Gotti! (you can place that!)

YEAH!

It's going down. (AOOWW, AOOWW!)

Yeah!

X-to-the-Z, Xzibit! {YEAH!}

Ridin' on... {hahahaha!}

ROUGH!

West, West! (yeah, yeah!)

WestCoast is definitely in the motherfuckeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer! (YEAH!)

Ride on my nigga!

[Xzibit:]

Introducin' the X-Man phenomenal. – X-Files, the chronicle!

Aerostatical, nautical, magnificent beast!

Xzibit stick to the logic. You can be bullish and rollick

Yo' ass will still get demolished, polished and keeping' a mulish

My niggas eat like piranhas, we party stupid, retarded!

Most niggas jaded and guarded cause they not popular product

This ain't no Gucci or Prada, this is a topless Impala

North Hollywood body armor for when they come with the drama. For when they come with the drama.

So I continue the saga!

Move out the path of the lava, move in position and conquer!

You have created a monster. – Wake up and call out the culprit!

I never weaken or soften, might catch me weezin' and coughin'

Because I blaze very often, I need to knock this shit off of shit (shiiiit!)

I got problems, my nigga, and they get bigger and bigger

You cannot solve with a trigger, this is a pivotal moment!

This is my time of atoning, this is my world and I own it!

So come and take if you want it! – Please God forgive me for sinnin'

Winnin', and makin' a killin' witness revenge of the villains

Sexual healin' from women, I bust a nut to their ceilin'

I crash a plane in their buildin'. – But now I'm "Married With Children"!

Katal and balance the millions, I'm in another direction

Life bless is taking it's blessin's, you need to hear my confession!

Forever walk with a weapon, I live and die like a soldier

I live and die like a soldier! – C'mon let's take this shit over!

[40Glocc:]

Aaaayyooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Big Bad 4-0!

Hahahahah! (Aaaayyooooooooooooooooooooooooo!)

A.K.A. 40Glocc!

Y'aahhh!

Live Los Scandalous, nigga! (Aaaayyooooooooooooooooooooooooo!)

Hahahahahah!

X-to-the-mothafuckin'-Z

BEEYATCH! (Aaaayyooooooooooooooooooooooooo!)

Yup, yup, yoooo!

Swallow back!

ZooLife!

[Xzibit:]

Make patches and master my master piece, niggas have the audacity

Tryna adapt to capacities of your highness, your majesty!

What the fuck is you askin' me? – With my accurate accuracy

Immaculate faculties with a nation in back of me

I see promising situations, evolve into tragedies

I just hustle and hustle because it comes to me naturally

I'm a Buffalo soldier, clappin' you back to Jehovah

C'mon let's take this shit over! C'mon let's take this shit over.

I'm a super nova, eclipse on your current events

This ain't no novelty spittin' hotter than barbeque bits

Lorena Bobbit, you dicks! – Trigger's still good in my grip!

You showin' off for the cameras while I just stick to the script

People get Hollywood quick. – When people thinkin' you sinkin'

I got everybody thinkin' I got a problem with drinkin'!

I'm just enjoyin' my weekends so stay the fuck out my business!

I roll with serial killers. We fuckin' serial killers! – C'mon!

[Kurupt:]

Yeah!

We in the mothafucker!

Kurupt Young Gotti!

Ooh!

Ooh, y'all thought it was a game?

West, West!

Push my nigga, push!

FUCK 'EM!

Yeeah!

We push the farline over here, boy!

No games!

X-to-the-Z, Xzibit!

Shoot off!

Shoot off, nigga!

Xzibit other songs:

 

Concrete lyrics - Xzibit (feat. 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 niggas 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

Niggas be like yo run it back, bitches be like yo that's phat!

Put it down with my fam from across the map

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

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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas 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

[Shabaam Sahdeeq:]

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:]

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 niggas 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 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

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

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

Die 2 Live lyrics - Xzibit

 Break the bank, make my heatbreak escalate

I can't wait 'til the sun come up

Come precise like a diamond cut

I live life like my time is up

So I ain't got no time to waste

Don't want to watch with a diamond face

I want a watch through a scope

Head shot from a mile away, your head pop

Like JFK, like a plot by the CIA

We ain't dyin' from the KKK

When that AK spray, they say Ay Bay Bay

Stay tuned, watch the melee play

Get attached to the tracks and the facts

Through the words I say

Gotta navigate out my way, I'm a roadside IED

Dead make no live TV

Larry King, all eyes on me

Now put your hands where my eyes can see

And if I die, before I wake

I pray the lord, my soul to take

'Cause I have faith, and I can't wait

To get these obstacles up out of my face

'Cause this my time, and this my crime

And not even midnight can stop my shine

I never give up, the ultimate seer

Get ready to die, but I'm dying to live

(Dying to live)

Chyeah, the hustlest thing

Caught in between greed and the best of things

I don't even breathe, expand my chest for tea

Benjamin green leaves in a nest of thieves

I get down on my knees and beg God to

Forgive my sins, back at it again

Raise up like Attica did

Shift down fourth to fifth, and burn like an arsonist

West bow down, PCH, catchin' nothin' but green lights

My foot never touch the brakes

My lil' money make moves in Vegas

Shit, Cali like the San Andreas

I'm the truth in the booth, you a space invader

Go ahead and hate me, hater

Hack your harddrive and erase the data

'Til I come face to face with my creator

Bust back, but I'm lyin' boy, no ultimatum

I'm too smart to assassinate 'em

Try and touch me, it's buyin' them just

Time, nigga return the favor

I return the emancipator

May we all progress to the power of X

(Power of X)

And if I die, before I wake

I pray the lord, my soul to take

'Cause I have faith, and I can't wait

To get these obstacles up out of my face

'Cause this my time, and this my crime

And not even midnight can stop my shine

I never give up, the ultimate seer

Get ready to die, but I'm dying to live

(Dying to live)

What you know about mass appeal

I peel loud as I crush the wheel

Death certificate signed and sealed

Take a journey down the road to glory

Pay attention to a soldiers story

There will be none after

There was none before me

X men will stand the test

A thin line between life and death

Sometime it suck when you find success

Lost Prince never lost respect

Comin' home like I die right this

Another time and the place is set

It's been a long hard, ready to go

Circle up come on, start the show

So I can breathe and achieve the impossible

I want the bootleggers to get it

The wise words of Xzibit

You never see me crash and burn

I'm dying to live it

Who ready for a revolution

Who ready for a real solution

Save the music

And if I die, before I wake

I pray the lord, my soul to take

'Cause I have faith, and I can't wait

To get these obstacles up out of my face

'Cause this my time, and this my crime

And not even midnight can stop my shine

I never give up, the ultimate seer

Get ready to die, but I'm dying to live

(Dying to live)

E Lucean Le Stelle lyrics - Xzibit (feat. The Rapsody)

 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 niggas 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 niggas is dead or in prison

And a whole new style of livin

Eyes May Shine (Remix) lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Mobb Deep)

 [Xzibit (Havoc):]

(No doubt) Yeah, like this

(No doubt) Ha, at this time, Likwit Crew, yeah

(No doubt) Infamous Mobb Deep

(No doubt) Beatin' down

(No doubt) Once again, bring it live

(No doubt) Yeah, like this

[Xzibit:]

I'm on a path not taken by the 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 standing in a whole new light (whole new light)

In an area where niggas ain't tryin to fight (tryin to fight)

I feel my jaw get tight (jaw get tight)

It's like these niggas 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 heat so I don't get burnt

I got no time to be a 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)

Trying to disrespect me in your half-assed rhyme

That ass is mine

Been going down like this since the beginning of time

Eyes may shine

[Xzibit (Havoc):]

Eyes May Shine, teeth may grit, and all of that shit

And you still won't step, so what's next (What's next?)

All of a sudden, you ain't sayin' nuttin'

(You better off buckin' yourself, you need to stop frontin')

Eyes May Shine, teeth may grit, and all of that shit

And you still won't step, so what's next (What's next?)

All of a sudden, you ain't sayin' nuttin'

(You better off buckin' yourself, you need to stop frontin')

[Havoc:]

Ayo, I love my niggas for that, it strikes back, handle business

Test the realest, stay focused and keep the, enemy near us

Niggas is careless, slippin' up, switchin' up teams

Crossin' over, and 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 thick bitch, you gettin' ripped, 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're gettin' yapped

For your faulty karat slum gold Cubic Zirconian ass havin'

Talk about it, be about it

You ain't been doing this, so don't start

Matter fact, keep it movin'

When it's on, accumulate like cancer cells

With advanced sells, leave a snitch dead, son, he can't tell

[Xzibit (Mobb Deep):]

Eyes May Shine, teeth may grit, and all of that shit

And you still won't step, so what's next (What's next?)

All of a sudden, you ain't sayin' nuttin'

(You better off buckin' yourself...)

Eyes May Shine, teeth may grit, and all of that shit

And you still won't step, so what's next (What's next?)

All of a sudden, you ain't sayin' nuttin'

(You better off buckin' yourself...)

[Prodigy:]

Yo, I send shots to any man that come too close

Niggas get fold like a letter to ship across coast

Who go? To go against my Militant Crime Militia

Like these street niggas sendin' missiles to hit 'cha

Up from the ground up, son, you get the picture

If not, write it down, take a picture

Botanical exotic shit keep me lifted, somethin' 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

Craziest type of shit you ever seen in your life

Nigga bled to death, standing up, holding his life

Applying pressure to his wounds trying to stop the blood loss

Found laying 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

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 action, crept slow

Moved on ya enterprise and crash ya stock

Put a hold on your assets and dug your pock'

These 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 niggas know what I talk

In a black Tahoe, throw it in four load and blow the scene dancin

Doing 'bout a hundred all the way to Queens

[Xzibit (Prodigy):]

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' nuttin'

(You better off buckin' yourself, you need to stop frontin')

Eyes May Shine, teeth may grit, and all of that shit

And you still won't step, so what's next? (What's next?)

All of a sudden, you ain't sayin' nuttin'

(You better off buckin' yourself, you need to stop frontin', nigga)

(Straight up and down, nigga...frontin' ass niggas)

Mr. X-to the-Z, yeah

With the Infamous Mobb, Likwit Crew

Coming live and direct to you and yours

In the 9-6, 9-7, '98 and beyond

Fanatic lyrics - Xzibit (feat. BJ The Chicago Kid & Poo Bear)

 I feel it live when I touch the ball

I can't fall, I can't fail

Locking down the court like a cell

Treat my team like my brothers

Haters don't understand me

Hard fouls, them hecklers tryna break up the family

Can't hold me, my vertical so pivot

Pressure it keeps building

Reaching but can't hit it

You hate, but we did it

You aimed and we hit it

Ballin with no limits

We ready, we all in it

The sky is my limit, how it feels to win

I could break down this rim, just put me in

It's the beast from the east, we the best from the west

I's the logo that I'm beating on my chest

It's not about you, it's not about me

It's all about the team, let me hear it on three

Now you can stop them, but you will never stop me

Got the crowd going wild for the MVP

10 seconds on the shot clock

4th quarter it's on me (it's on me)

See them haters try to run now

But I won't let em run up on my team (on my team)

Cause I'm a fanatic, yeah

Gotta go with em hustlin

Cause I'm a fanatic, yeah

And everybody can't deal with me

Fresh out of school, straight into the league

Number 1 draft pick, all eyes is on me (M-V-P)

I can hear em in the stands

I approach 5 now when the shot leave my hands

Let the fans go wild (Go hard or go home)

Block the shot

Eat the shot clock, so pass me the rock

You will not survive in my zone

Half-court shot all net then I'm gone

10 seconds on the shot clock

4th quarter it's on me (it's on me)

See them haters try to run now

But I won't let em run up on my team (on my team)

Cause I'm a fanatic, yeah

Gotta go with em hustlin

Cause I'm a fanatic, yeah

And everybody can't deal with me

Figure It Out lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Young De & Mykestro)

 [Xzibit:]

Yo... Young De

Mr. You know me

Broadcasting live from Los Angeles

[Xzibit & Young De:]

Wait now let me guess, I'll see how this go

You don't knuckle up, just pull your pistol

You can't fuck with us, I launch a missile

You know from this close I can't miss so

So figure it out

I don't care for what you saying

I'm praying for you motherfuckers thinking I'm playing

I'm playing till the 4-5 starts the spraying

You niggas explaining, I thought you was banging, lets figure it out!

[Young De:]

That you a gangster, rider, hustler

Which one are you, and what you gonna do

When it go down, pop off

Go hard, come soft

Then you get pumped like a chump in the lunch hall

Unregistered heat, that's a gun charge

Two clips one gun, that's a menage

(Yeah!) And we can see through the facade

Most pressure you ever had on your back was a massage

It's all fun and games until somebody get got

People start arguing somebody get shot

Police investigate, and what if you get caught

Now you the latest addition to the maximum state prison

I'm just a hard-headed nigga that can't listen

My motto is if it ain't broke don't fix it

My trigger finger itches

If you start tripping I'mma pull that four-fifth and ride!

[Xzibit & Young De:]

Wait now let me guess, I'll see how this go

You don't knuckle up, just pull your pistol

You can't fuck with us, I launch a missile

You know from this close I can't miss so

So figure it out

I don't care for what you saying

I'm praying for you motherfuckers thinking I'm playing

I'm playing till the 4-5 starts the spraying

You niggas explaining, I thought you was banging, lets figure it out!

[Young De:]

But this shit ain't a math problem

When you have beef with mad niggas with straps on 'em

Subtract your ego and carry a two

'Fore a bullet flies and divides you and your crew

That's why so longs as I'mma live illegal

I'm not a shook one like that Mobb Deep single

A black polo, hoodie, and a pea-coat

Ain't what I meant when I said I keep the heat close

There's way to many fake ass Nino Brown's

Running around that's down to they last C-Note

It's Cali baby, catch a fade without the barbershop

Got you and your pride lying out on the side walk

The cops is still using the same old white chalk

And [?] is still carrying [?]

They ain't asking for time when they say "You got a watch?"

They mean you back where you at, and how you talk

[Xzibit & Young De:]

Wait now let me guess, I'll see how this go

You don't knuckle up, just pull your pistol

You can't fuck with us, I launch a missile

You know from this close I can't miss so

So figure it out

I don't care for what you saying

I'm praying for you motherfuckers thinking I'm playing

I'm playing till the 4-5 starts the spraying

You niggas explaining, I thought you was banging, lets figure it out!

[Mykestro:]

A mix with Mayweather, now way better since

I put tips on a motherfucker so I save us the itch

She's looking outta your favor, the flame of the fifth

Put an end to that corageous shit

No such thing as part time banging where I'm from

Ain't no can occasional crips, trip!

When you face a permanent vacation and your prints on paper

Ain't no shaking his hand, that's some real shit!

Would you rather be caught with it, or without it?

It's hard as if you wanna be in it, or around it?

Detectives will flock when the hectic

The hecklering [?] come out

I send a spectrum of shots (Raaaahh!)

I Paul [?] that peer pressure to pop

Whether it stays important or shall I undress (Look)

I Shoot first ask questions last

The AK to them niggas with the neverending [?]

[Xzibit & Young De:]

Wait now let me guess, I'll see how this go

You don't knuckle up, just pull your pistol

You can't fuck with us, I launch a missile

You know from this close I can't miss so

So figure it out

I don't care for what you saying

I'm praying for you motherfuckers thinking I'm playing

I'm playing till the 4-5 starts the spraying

You niggas explaining, I thought you was banging, lets figure it out!