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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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

Get Fucked Up With Me lyrics - Xzibit

(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

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

So let me introduce myself

X to the motherfuckin Z

I had to introduce myself appropriately

I'm that nigga you was hoping to see, fall flat on my face

Look respect then fall from grace

But you know, things move slow

I refuse to lose the game like dude from blow

Like it ain't crazy enough, huh

My life got ups and downs like an all night fuck,so what

Y'all really want from me

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

Lose one your losing them all

All hail to alcohol

Cuz it's my turn now try again tomorrow

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

Life's a real bitch sometimes oh shit! Wait

Okay I got it I got it, I got it 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

Ask Miss Cleo 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 make some room

Somebody laced this shit with shrooms, cuz I'm flying

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

What's the big deal

Couple of shootings, couple of get killed

Happens everyday around this way

Took my homie lil' Mo dog and blew him away

Shit 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

Fien for the recipe

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

I'm glad we could chop it up

Before I bounce let me get a blunt

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

Highest Form Of Understanding lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Trick Trick)

[Xzibit:]

Yeah, the first night I spent in California

I was homeless on Venice Beach, yeah

It was all a dream

Came to California at seventeen

Little nigga tryna bubble up from the crack scene

It got so complicated, then 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 showing no support for your kids

But got money for marijuana 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

Some wack-job haul off and smoke his whole family

Reality T.V. that's 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, fuck everything else"

It's a virus, a disease, I'm a victim myself

But I swear before I leave, I'mma fix it, I swear

I'mma fix it, I swear, yo, you better beware

Rich boy kill his own wife, knocks her teeth out

Cuts her fingers off, then escapes with a suicide

The king of pop died

Michael Vick was fighting dogs

But he walked and did his time, let him throw the fucking ball

As the markets 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 or flight for your family

Come, walk with a soldier

Come, talk with a soldier, yeah

Cinderblock stop shooting straight from the shoulder

As we all get older and hope falls over

And damn, you were six years sober

And just like that, now you back where you started, square one

And you can't bring it back once that bullet leave the gun

As the planner gets smaller, prepare for the North American Union

A [?] to replace your dollars

Narcissistic society, love paparazzi

Get to Starbucks for your overpriced latte

Ignoring all the signs, "nevermind" is your mindstate

Until the end of time, shit is closer than you think man

[Trick Trick:]

I done been in situations where the only thing that I could do was read the Bible

Went in to the hill, child, with a sharpened piece of metal, the only way of survival

Made up my mind that I don't ever wanna return, chance was given again

Now I'm back out in the world, made a promise to God for living in sin

I can never lie to God but it's so hard to live right

I'm carrying seven-point-six-twos to fistfights

Ain't nobody playing fair, they cheat, no cheat

I ain't fitting to be the topic of the preacher's eulogy speech

The word say, "turn the other cheek" that's what they teach us

But Peter sliced the ear of a nigga rolling on Jesus

I don't want applause I'm doing what I'm supposed to do

I'm a real nigga, one from a million, chosen few

Everlasting pain has got my brain, it's like it's trapped inside a maze

Have you been unfaithful to the game?

Damn shame

Eighteen years, you never believed him

That's your son, go and see him, motherfucker

You fucked his mother

The goddamn common courtesy never applied to you

'Cause you thought she lied to you

You couldn't see your own mother in his face

If you die, he'll be in a better place, bring the tape back

Jermaine Dupri Diss lyrics - 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 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 then 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 Columbia 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, mafucka you a peon

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, mafucka

Ha ha...ha ha....ha ha.....ha ha ha ha ha ha....haaaa ha ha ha ha ha

Oh my god...yeah, yeah

Living A Lie lyrics - KDDK & Xzibit

Livin' a lie

Dark as the night

My heart is stained

And my head's in the gutter

Put up a fight

One last time

This is the way

That we save each other

It's too late when you die

No more living a lie

Found my seat at the table

Keep my executive side

I was built for the future

I can't live in the past

Living life by the bullet

Life will come at you fast

Better brace for the crash

People are losing each other

Brother is killing brother

And sister abusing each other

And when it all falls down

We gon' pick up the pieces

Sharpen all the edges

And stick it to all the non-believers

Livin' a lie

Dark as the night

My heart is stained

And my head's in the gutter

Put up a fight

One last time

This is the way

That we save each other

Livin' a lie

Dark as the night

My heart is stained

And my head's in the gutter

Put up a fight

One last time

This is the way

That we save each other

Better get it thru your head

We was left for dead, mislead

Victim of the lies that the living spread

Ain't nobody here to save us

We can only save ourselves

Life is what you make it

Even if that means a living hell

Everything is not for sale

This is where we take a stand

Hand in hand

Smuggle contraband to the promise land

Interrupt the master plan

Scream if you came to fight

Or else you gon' be running for your life

Forever!

Livin' a lie

Dark as the night

My heart is stained

And my head's in the gutter

Put up a fight

One last time

This is the way

That we save each other

Livin' a lie

Dark as the night

My heart is stained

And my head's in the gutter

Put up a fight

One last time

This is the way

That we save each other

I'm just like you, we've done bad in our lives

Holy crimes, justify that we're full of lies

Not really looking for salvation in brother's eyes

'Cause time flies but the soulmate never dies

It's popular to run away and blame the world, ain't it?

No real future, no real meaning

I'm not a saint, mate, nah, but I've been asking questions

Living a life in the state of a great depression

Livin' a lie

Dark as the night

My heart is stained

And my head's in the gutter

Put up a fight

One last time

This is the way

That we save each other

Livin' a lie

Dark as the night

My heart is stained

And my head's in the gutter

Put up a fight

One last time

This is the way

That we save each other

Niños lyrics - Aczino & Xzibit

Yoh-eh

Yeah-oh

With my mother fuckin' macho

La calle no es un juego de niños

Hasta los niños, jalan el gatillo

Te ciegan con el brillo del cuchillo

Construyen casa nada más con un ladrillo

La calle no es un juego de niños

Hasta los niños, jalan el gatillo

Te ciegan con el brillo del cuchillo

Construyen casa' nada más con un ladrillo

Luces de semáforo iluminan el asfalto

Vecinos en ventanas atestiguan los asaltos

En un sistema falto, los altos mandos nunca van a poner alto

Los que tienen contactos, siempre salen intactos

Solo verdaderos mantienen el pacto

Aquí se hacen tratos, sin firmar formato

La palabra vale mucho más que un contrato (¡Woh!)

Algunos solo se dejan llevar (¡Qué más!)

La calle lo lleva pal' camino del mal (¡Qué más!)

Los devora los colmillos de la ciudad (¡Qué más!)

No les da un respiro ni oportunidad (¡What!)

Un día estas abajo otro día en primera (¡Yeah!)

Un día tienes todo y otro no hay una moneda (¡Nah!)

La vida no esta comprada no sabes lo que te espera (Yo-Yo-Yoh)

Todo cambia como las serpientes y escaleras

La calle no es un juego de niños

Hasta los niños, jalan el gatillo

Te ciegan con el brillo del cuchillo

Construyen casa' nada más con un ladrillo

La calle no es un juego de niños

Hasta los niños, jalan el gatillo

Te ciegan con el brillo del cuchillo

Construyen casa' nada más con un ladrillo

We a long way aways from them old days

We advanced, we evolved done with them old ways

Hit 'em with an avalanche stuck in them hallways

Move like the unit gang rules and well paid

You won't ever believe what we got on the block

To go to war with (Boom)

Chain guns, bring Jhon Wick you won't do shit

Gangsta moves happen to the kids to get used to

What don't happen in they face, they watchin' it on youtube

Desperate people do dumb shit

They will shoot you

Load up everything

Make it connect like a bluetooth

Coked out bitches can hoola-hoop with a fruit loop

Bitches that keister contraband in they poop shoots

I remember serving cocaine with a duece duece

God honest truth, all my dogs get loose

So we only going up

Never back down

I will knock you face off your face

For the sack now

Aczino

La calle no es un juego de niños

Hasta los niños, jalan el gatillo

Te ciegan con el brillo del cuchillo

Construyen casa' nada más con un ladrillo

La calle no es un juego de niños

Hasta los niños, jalan el gatillo

Te ciegan con el brillo del cuchillo

Construyen casa' nada más con un ladrillo

Suenan las sirenas de patrullas y ambulancias

Los dos andan en busca de sustancias

Pero en diferentes circunstancias y todo por las ganancias

Algunos viven en desgracia y solamente comen ansias

Viven en otra galaxia, más pastillas que la farmacia

Sueños que se escapan por la coladera

Cuerpos que se encuentran por la carretera

Ya no sale el sol, ni en la primavera

Ya fue un día bueno con que no me muera

Ten cuidado a quien le entregas tu confianza

Porque luego tendrás que salir con fianza

Aquí murió primero la esperanza el mundo se mueve a base de transas

La calle no es un juego de niños

Hasta los niños, jalan el gatillo

Te ciegan con el brillo del cuchillo

Construyen casa' nada más con un ladrillo

La calle no es un juego de niños

Hasta los niños, jalan el gatillo

Te ciegan con el brillo del cuchillo

Construyen casa' nada más con un ladrillo

Runway Walk lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Young De)

The runway walk

Na-na, na-na, na-na

Na-na, na-na, na-na

The runway walk

Na-na, na-na, na-na

Na-na, na-na, na-na

The runway walk

Let me see your runway walk

Make your heels click, make the runway talk

Come on

Pretty-ass women taking pictures

They never come outside until they look vicious

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

My party chick want moscato out the bottle

My Mary Jane wanna fly like Lois Lane

My sober chick just wants some good

I got it all, so tell me, how could I complain?

Ain't no need to reconsider the pick of the litters here

They had one hell of a night, we had a hell of a year

The camera light, bright, flash white as veneers

You ain't never thinkin' twice when your vision is clear

We gon' dummy dummy with plenty of money to spend

Honey, honey, if you love me, then bring one of your friends in

And let's take shots, no chasers, call it memory erasers, play the blame game later

The runway walk

Na-na, na-na, na-na

Na-na, na-na, na-na

The runway walk

Na-na, na-na, na-na

Na-na, na-na, na-na

The runway walk

Let me see your runway walk

Make your heels click, make the runway talk

Come on

Pretty-ass women taking pictures

They never come outside until they look vicious

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Now I'm the beast from the West, so you best beware

I don't care to lock 'em down, I knock 'em down in pairs

On the couch, in the bed, kitchen counter, or stairs

Wherever you want it, baby, I'm taking you there

The way you walk in them heels, beyond sex appeal

Beyond any type of feeling you get from taking a pill

I don't care if they're real, could care less if they're fake

I like the way that you move and the way you're making it shake

Casually dating ball players that bore you to death

Feel like I'm digging for oil, you feel it up in your chest

Love the way that you dressing, God bless you, girl

Now go and show your sexy ass to the rest of the world

The runway walk

Na-na, na-na, na-na

Na-na, na-na, na-na

The runway walk

Na-na, na-na, na-na

Na-na, na-na, na-na

The runway walk

Let me see your runway walk

Make your heels click, make the runway talk

Come on

Pretty-ass women taking pictures

They never come outside until they look vicious

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Damn!

What I gotta say to get a piece of that?

Na-na, na-na, na-na

Shroomz Pt. II lyrics - Xzibit (feat. Everlast)

[Everlast:]

Oh this tastes like shit

Oh, that's awful

[Xzibit:]

Whitey Ford takes the flows, y'all

See I'm about to have the time of my life, Bacardi on ice

Live from Los Angeles, it's Saturday night

While others staty tight we're looking for some parties to crash

I never bounce, rock and splash without my Alkaholik stash

I scooped the homie Tash, introduce me to Everlast

He know where the bitches move fast so we can have a blast

[Everlast (Xzibit):]

I think you know my man Sadat from the Nubian crew

And I can see you're rolling tight with the Likwit too, yeah

I make room for every crew whose beats be booming

I know you puffing some weed but are you down with some shrooming

(Shrooming, hell nah, that's what the white boys be doing)

I got room in the jeep, we can mash a few down

Eat a few bags of shit and we could mash up a town

See I know this spot where them things will be hot

We guarantee at least two chickens up in every pot

So whatcha want (whatcha got), ay yo, eat some of these

And thrust us all up, you'll be cool like a breeze

[Xzibit (Everlast):]

Brought me back some orange juice, two vitamin C's

And the look on my face look like a painful disease

They tasted awful but by that time I had a jawful

(Just chill, ten minutes and it's all downhill)

Downhill, how does it feel, how long does it take to work

Am I gonna fry my disk, does it make my stomach hurt

Captain Kirk pulled into the night club parking lot

The line was aroudn the block, hurry up and find a spot

Straight to the bar drinking hennessey and orange juice

I gotta be trippin', that bitch just melted through the floor

[Everlast (Xzibit):]

Yo, either I'm high or I think that I'm dreaming

Don't take this shot wrong, but X you look like a demon (what)

And I might start scremaing, I think I might puke (yeah)

Cause I just heard a voice saying use the voice Luke, what the fuck

[Xzibit:]

Brothers and sisters walking by that I recognize

Feeling hypnotized, Peoples Dilated changing sides

To my surprise we didn't even have to scrap tonight

Higher than kites, staring at lights, this a other type of high

[Everlast:]

My mouth was dry, I forgot how to breathe

And I just saw some shit that you wouldn't believe

With this bomb, baby palm, ain't no tricks up my sleeve

Let me slide up in this mix, get some chicks and we'll leave

[Xzibit:]

We be stumblin' straight from the bar, straight to the car

Feeling like my feet getting stuck to the street

Went to my house smokin' trees, playing video games

Everlast, a couple of homies, a couple of days

[Everlast:]

It was me, X and Tash, we was smokin' a J

With this girl named Michelle, and her friend Chantay

Pumpin' Straight Outta Compton by N-W-A

Am I talking out loud or just thinkin' this way

[Xzibit:]

Damn I can't find my keys, chickens ready to leave

They're ready to bounce, yo I think we smoked the whole ounce

I'm roaming the house, finding my words hard to pronounce

Talking to myself, see Mariah Gage on the shelf

For everything stays deep, I shoulda known all the cases

Twenty-five lightnings is what Xzibit is facin'

If somebody catch a slug at my house

That's the last time I ever put some stupid ass drugs in my mouth

Pulled a fifty, unloaded the gage, at least I thought so

Except I kept one in the chamber for Vinnie ?

That's what I forgot, that's what I lost

When I pointed the barrel at the floor and the gauge went off

The Mad In The Game (Madden 2001 Theme) lyrics - Xzibit

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 Ecko

I'm here for one thing to smash the other team

Breaking you down, everything you pass is out of bounds and incomplete

Ecko unlimited athletes making you stumble and fumble

Your offense in deep trouble

Yeah!

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

Yeah!

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

What You Can't C lyrics - Xzibit

Let me roll somethin' witcha

Let me smoke somethin' witcha

Let me light this up

Let me blow somethin' withca

Let me roll somethin' witcha

Let me smoke somethin' witcha

Let me light this up

Let me blow somethin' withca

Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it

Locked the game down like Martha Stewart

Like a big bodied Mercedes, get into it

This ain't no luck of the draw, I'm supposed to do it

They say we're in the last days so I stay with the bottle

And stay swingin' for the fifths like its no tomorrow

Make a nigga trade hard like I'm custom model

Each one, teach one, we gonna lead, so follow

Niggas soft like avocado, trying to hold bravado

My tips be hollow, some real hard shit to swallow

It's the S.A.S express don't get caught on the tracks

We got no brakes we just break backs

We came in broke, now we got to leave with the whole stack

Get slapped get smoked like a dope sack

Cannabis and cheeba on the block with a heater

Like if I can't sell mine, y'all can't neither

You can read me in the magazines

Or watch me on the TV screen

If you ever tryin' to take for me

That's gon' be the last day you breath

Nobody here rides for free

You fuckin' with a real O.G

I stick 'n move like a young Ali

You can't hit what you can't see.... (me, me)

Let me roll somethin' witcha

Let me smoke somethin' witcha

Let me light this up

Let me blow somethin' withca

To all my niggas drinkin' Cool-O

Gettin' bent in prison

Watchin' the game, they can't stop us from livin'

I was givin' the direction but I never took it

The path was crooked and cracked so I learned to cook it

It's the black [?], the world on his back

Animal instinct, adjust to my habitat

Any situation, react

You get manhandled and slapped down, mean not fuckin' around

I think big like the heart that rests in my chest

Fuck punk motherfuckers that pray for my death

Niggas want me to show love, but ain't none left

Won't speak no names, I won't waste my breath

Got too much stamina, too much energy

Strengthen capabilities to crush my enemies

And that feelin' brings me peace and tranquility

Real estate, power, sports cars in Italy

You can read me in the magazines

Or watch me on the TV screen

If you ever tryin' to take for me

That's gon' be the last day you breath

Nobody here rides for free

You fuckin' with a real O.G

I stick 'n move like a young Ali

You can't hit what you can't see...(me, me)

Let me roll somethin' witcha

Let me smoke somethin' witcha

Let me light this up

Let me blow somethin' withca

Another nigga like Xzibit just can't be found

I eliminate dead weight slowin' me down

Don't know how to back down only hold my ground

Check the resume

They just cock it and spray

Ya'll niggas just sloppy and gay, get hit with a K

Stand trial for murder and lock me away

Throwin' bows like Anthony Pillar

For my foes, bullet hoes through ya clothes and that fake Chinchilla

For all my niggas in the hustle, celebrate ya life

Fucking Bush administration tryin' to take your life

X man exchange the data, hate the hater

Hit the earth so hard leaving cracks and craters

Niggas wanna spend money on hats and gaters

Hoes in Vegas they gotta have chrome and dames

But don't wanna do a third of the work

I built an empire from dirt

I put you in a world of hurt...fucker!!!

You can read me in the magazines

Or watch me on the TV screen

If you ever tryin' to take for me

That's gon' be the last day you breath

Nobody here rides for free

You fuckin' with a real O.G

I stick 'n move like a young Ali

You can't hit what you can't see...(me, me)

With God lyrics - Locksmith, Xzibit & Ras Kass (feat. Brevi)

Beware the company that you keep (God!)

I was raised in a different era (What?)

The set of values that y'all use could never pair us (Yeah)

Y'all confuse celebrity with integrity

So I regrettably, readily expose what's in the mirror

Bitch nigga, what the bidness is?

Fake rappers do more damage than any minstrel did

Now the fairer skin has been peppered in, the era ends

They done got better at coonin' than most these niggas is (Damn)

Step and fetch some recognition

Do we really like this shit, or just victims of repetition?

If we record pitchin', they pickin' the least, most definitive (Nah)

I don't follow trends, they purposefully try to limit his

Let's eliminate the label from the genre (Yeah)

Let the labels lactate fate in the form of karma (What?)

If you calmly disagree then they label you as a problem (Uh)

I'ma be a thorn in they side 'til they embalm him, God

We walk with God

Beware the company you keep

Been here too long

Keep all their wickedness from me

Woah, oh-oh, ohh-ohh

Woah, oh-oh, ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh

I was raised with respect

So I live by a code that was laid by the vets

When y'all niggas pay homage to your ancestors

When y'all niggas be honest, you let the man get ya

Tap Dancin', man-tannin' and spoon slappin'

Bandwagonin' and hand slappin' the grand dragon

I hate the fact that I was right

When ten percent of the weak shit is hoggin' up the light

And why it's only poor niggas pourin' up the Sprite?

I survived the struggle, I'm blessed, driven and humble

When I pour libations, I usually make it a double, yeah (Ooh-ooh)

'Cause I came from King T

I emcee, I kill rappers and think backwards

So it's like you're fucked, catch fakes between takes and I'll touch y'all up

Let's loop the beat breaks, watch me fuck y'all up

That's on God we trust, Xzibit

We walk with God

Beware the company you keep

Been here too long

Keep all their wickedness from me

Woah, oh-oh, ohh-ohh

Woah, oh-oh, ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh

'Murica to the motherland, our future is backwards

Black shores, hijacked Moors became the crack whores

Rap offs, what snitches gettin' stacks for?

Marcus Garvey, Black Star, pilot the Blackbird

Only real ones come aboard, we don't want accord

We accept Jesus like you love the Lord

Born again, like Jason Ultimatum

They can't control the prophesy, so they hate him

Underrate him

I read the haters DNA verbatim (Whoo)

Electrocute a nigga like Raiden

This is called rap, y'all sayin' we too lyrical?

That's like making square basketballs, not spherical (Facts)

Master say some dumb shit, get repeated by jigaboos

You dumb nigga, you, pen hit you like whips

Or the spindle do, then make your physical flip

Inventing more styles with more bows in this bitch

We walk with God

Beware the company you keep

Been here too long

Keep all their wickedness from me

Walk with God

Keep all their wickedness from me

Woah, oh-oh, ohh-ohh

Woah, oh-oh, ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh

Woah, oh-oh, ohh-ohh

Woah, oh-oh, ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh