Yeah yeah
Look, you could've got away but your response wasn't quick enough
Can't preserve life 'cause the best wasn't thick enough
Teflon, Napalm, Homicide scenes
These are a few of my favorite things!
But I ain't Mary so ain't a damn thing poppin
Only death disease and a whole lota palm trees
Until my death so I celebrate success
Not only for mics, Xzibit is a way of life
Best of the best wouldn't test these waters with a yacht
Sendin' sixteen shots across your parking lot
All up on your proximity drinking Hennessy
Holdin down ground like the Statute of Liberty
So nobody ever can rush my spot
And the torch stay lit so I ain't worried about shit
Unfamiliar faces better know who your fuckin' with
It ain't where your from it's al about how you represent! Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit
And all of that shit
And you still won't step
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin
So what's next?
(You Better off buckin yourself)
(You need to stop frontin) I'm only comin' through when it's time for collection
Ain't no protection ever made by man to withstand this punishment
Xzibit forever nasty, spread like infection
Keep your eyes wide cause the style gets darker
In other words runnin' shit
I make papers and see more new cars than Bob barker
'Cause if the price ain't right then it's time to take flight
And flocks of females that only think with their croth
Let the piece go twice to make sure you see the light
Plus I'm dreaded not by the locks but by the cops
The bonified cut throat Columbian neck tie
Unlimitted smoke
Now don't you look fly
I'll leave you there to be discovered by your mother
Or maybe your brother or your boty boy lover
No matter your backround Xzibit never backs down Be prepared for static and semi automatics in your grill
Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit
And all of that shit
And you still won't step
So what's next?
(You need to stop frontin)
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin
(You Better off buckin yourself) Everything that come around go 3.6.0.
Longtitude and latitude
It's alll in the attitude
I'm in the mood to put a twist on things
The shit is closer than you think
Xzibit here to rock the planet 'till the fat bitch sings
Don't blink it might be over in a matter of seconds
I'd like to say this off the record
But it's not
Chronic mixed with the Yak make a hellified contact
So I testify to the fact
It makes it real easy to trip
Unload the whole clip on your block then split!
Never move fakin'
Aint no answers to the test you taken
Can't be shaken'
From my solid foundation like this Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit
And you still won't step
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin
And all of that shit
So what's next?
(You Better off buckin yourself)
(You need to stop frontin.
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