Year 2000
Xzibit, Jonathan Davis
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I wanna speak to you motherfuckers for a minute Yea thanks for the lighter Anybody smoke here? Aight, that's more for me you punk Motherfuckers Look, check it out, look [verse 1] Everybody, he was born to hustle It's a very thin line between the boss And the muscle We foot soldiers Face first in the trenches Only time I'm on my back is fucking these Hoes and weight bitches Hell's kitchen, raw kitchen Never crying and bitching and settling For less Metal in your chest, take a final breath Revolutionary It's x-man the mercenary Carry a .44 desert eagle Feeding the people even if it ain't legal Low-riding in the regal or the cadillac Money stacked probably give yo ass a Heart attack Purchased your last cd I want my money Back You see the battle ima see you in the Street Survival of the first to draw the heaters And the cannons I'm guaranteed to be the last man standing [chorus 2x] Crack a bottle for your hard time It's dedicated to my soldiers on the Front line This one's for all of us Thinking bout your casualties Learn from mistakes, protect your family Cause it's the year 2000 [verse 2] Everybody wannabe king F*ck everything All this shit is bout to me mine I hear it all the time Live your life for the day Easier to burn than papier-mache Started with dre Graduate to radioplay I still ain't satisfied Bout to blast off worldwide Get in line check the politics Ever wonder why only certain Motherfuckers get rich Ain't this a bitch Barely can eat, barely can pee I dedicate my life to the street It's not for you if your stomach is weak Relax with dead bodies covered with sheets That's the only time I really find peace Having violent stand-offs with the police North hollywood beef Grinding my teeth Have you stuck and stunned in disbelief New breed I'm the bad seed Smoke your weed til my mothafucking eyes Bleed Dedicated to the niggas that despise us So ain't nobody s'posed to be here Besides us Catch a flatline [chorus 2x] [verse 3] I was one that never begged for nothing Me and my homies build penitentiary Huff-it Running your mouth like a bitch cause you All on my dick What is he dogg pound now? is he still With tha liks? Is he rich? is xzibit a crip? this is Business stay the f*ck out of my family shit A grown man, the back of my hand is what You will see If the x-fives make you believe You check the sound scan I do the math Me and my staff run a worldwide warpath A bloodbath, make xzibit have a good laugh It's going down, hit the ground like a Plane crash You lil fags ain't prepared for the x-man Scared and desperate Young and restless There is no guest list Move to the back of the line Yo it's my time, prime time only where the Beats and the rhyme shine [chorus 2x]
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Written by: ALVIN JOINER, ALVIN JOYNER, MELVIN BRADFORD
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