מילים לשיר Rework The Angles – Xzibit

Check it out now I work the angles like, off the cushion in the sidepocket Hit em with all flavors, yup
Electrifying like a live socket We tryin to be neighbords with pro
Or keep it realer, and see me on a iron caterpillar On point like a killer, plus ready, to deliver Type gifted, treat the mic right, or I might rip it
Critics dig my style cause I write different, no hype I just kick it, low
I shine like the ice when I hold mics, everytime Got every dime, sayin this nigga so nice, you know what? They so right, you get stuck, Ill go twice Lit it up when I blow mics (evidence) Show mic precise, require sacrifice Thats no hassle, the master got more loops than lassos
Yall hear me?they all conspiracy theories Worthless, like testing ev defeats the purpose
Since the beginning, intrigued by pot and attentive women Breakbeats and windmills on concrete
Covered by cardboard, seafloor to skyline Bottom line, in rhyme yo, put in time you shine Thats right sometimes I get so hyped
I feel like diamond d the best producer on the mic I aced this
Regular, average, mediocre, makeshift To all my djs, with skills you got a lotta This aint on your mixtape, yo it coulda been hotta
The method in this game theyll have you drained and strangles Dont go to them, let em come to you, and work the angles (defari) Dont sleep on, I leave your knee torn, like sehorn Liquid mc storm, like children of the corn, a wild freeform
Of energy, mentally fit to last a century Like centuries, one double
You kiddin me me?come wack thats not my history Kidnap the wack and break his ankles, remember +misery+?
Lyrically youre skatin out of control Work the angles round the globe, from newark to south pole Its so cold that mcs catch pneumonia Im airborne, from l.a. to barcelona I rock heads from pomona out the bronx Drop the sure needle contact, now watch me launch Djs, you jugglin, that means Im bubblin Defari on the remix fix, this shit is thunderin
Picture me fumblin or droppin the ball Thats like picturin guy without that nigga aaron hall (iriscience) Well if a brother gets the best of me Aint no use in sniveling and blaming the referee Fuck that, I strip the mic with tenacous d Kick it up to evidence, yo kick it out to me!
Line up the three, trifecta stroked properly Rocca, I work the angles triple opticly The hipMy g is god, whats your g for, geometry? This man of war beats cold on the seashore An deeo enough to take it to the sea floor Every single beat bangs like a c
We drop beats, why you asking what the beat for? Im learning shockers like shockra building energy
The spitfire fighter dilated entity While barbershops sipping henny like the kennedys Im always been independent, thats word to beni b Its guaranteed (xzibit) Make t
Naturally, me and my faculty never play with this I used to love h.e.r. too, but now I fucking hate the bitch Shes sucking up to all the niggas with the chains and whips But thats alright, because all she do for me is pay the rent And keep it moving, got a bad habit of losing my cool Acting a fool, breaking out tools, and making the whole corwd move Towards the exit, this be the next shit, we got you dilated Hotter than satan, the repeated parole violations Xzibit work the angles, cordless to dirty angels How the west was won: with microphones and turntables.