מילים לשיר Loud And Clear – Xzibit

feat. Butch Cassidy, Defari, King Tee)
(Xzibit) Yeah.
Addicted to life, had to pay a heavySacrifice worth waitin on the platinum and ice
to change the game, while y'all niggaz remain the same
I'm precise with the merchandise, came back like Christ
Clear the lane, comin through like Kobe, you can't hold me
I done watched the game unfold into some hideous shit
You can't stop me, ever since I dropped "Paparazzi"
Like every idiot that can spit be droppin a hit
I transmit for the convicts, committed, never bullshitted
Shadowbox, detox, my own worse critic
It's like tryin to squeeze water from rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your clock with a glock
Sick of niggaz screamin they hot, but really they not
Beatin you all to the ground like six L.A. cops
Put your fist up in the air if you ever been shot
and lived to tell about it, never leavin home without it, c'mon (Chorus&There's no one out there, for us, to fear
I'll say it loud and clear.
Who can say they're close, to us
Speak now and you'll be brought, to tears (King Tee)
They probably saw me on the 91 East, gettin off on Central
If Trife can't cover the house, call X
Tela take a loss, still floss, all bets
with the rag back, lookin like life's so simple
Likwit crew brothers, Blues Brothers
The bitchMove somethin, make killers do somethin, f'real
Now shit's all twisted, unlisted
Guns fixed it, best not speak about the Likwit
We gifted, twenty(Bitches come a dime and a dove, we ain't trippin it
Standin at the bar, softBitch what? Act right and pour it in a cup
"Ooh, boo wait, I think you had too much!" The West and Eastside keep smokin them blunts, niggaz
(Interlude&Stay on the lookout, ain't no time to slip
Let's get with it, I was born to trip
Change your spot, cause we're known to dip
We ain't for games and shit
No time for chasin hoes
I'm on a mission cause my cash is low
Doggy rags are the gangsta's clothes
There's no need to speak on those (Defari)
There's two sides of my family, both sides from the ghetto
Pops Finnish chocoCaramel, Cherokee black man, with a pedigree of excellence
My grandfather Snake was a Jake, or a jack
Together we rise, no time for seperateness
of a smack to a bird who don't know how to act
Straight hustler, Mississippi moonshine smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day with that attitude of "Fuck ya"
(Xzibit) Built to run forever, X the infinite
Can't straddle the fence, it's all or nothin
First line of defense to smash through the immigrants
Don't be scared, be prepared, niggaz do be bustin
Close the curtain, shut down your whole production
Yo, you wanna stop the X, try your best without thinkin, I mastered the art of hard drinkin
I'm still fuckin with your pockets like the IRS, so yo (Butch Cassidy)
Gather all around, to see
how we display our vicious skills
I done seen and heard, enough
Let's prove the West coast is for real . speak now and you'll be brought to tears.