Yeah, and gentleman live to you and yours It's Mr. X to the Z, Yeah, bouncing, on
The day of the rest of my life X behind the mic like Walker Cronkite keep the spotlight, I'm keeping my rhymes tight Lose sight of what you believe and call it a ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to Teflon territory you just can't through You gonna shoot (Who?) Not even on your best day Rollin the Wild way, giving it up Leaving the whole world not giving a fuck Laid in the cut, now we through in the rut and orange juice baby fill up a cup Quick to Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze Loosen up, let hair down, and join the festivities Overcrowd the house like lock facilities be quick to give me brains while I post the range Going up and down my like the stock exchange
(X) Rearrange the whole with my rugged sound (X) Won't even say your own when I come around (X) Stay on top but from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the (X) Rearrange the game with my rugged sound (X) Won't say your own name when I come around (X) Stay on top but from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the
Ever since Xzibit could spit, been on some shit Approach woman like a - potential mistress Shine bright, sure that X stay tight Cause tonight I meet my next ex-wife Mr. Big Chief Reefa, Xzibit use his dick like a I run it through and come out Running your mouth, I'll have somebody run in house Ravel your spouse and have a little fun on the Now you know it was bound to happen I came to you what you lacking whenever you them other niggaz rapping Rocking chains, stadium, palladiums, craniums My whole skeleton is in titanium Drop top tinted on Using rappers like crash dummies real estate and money It's funny how things overnight when you thinking right I beat the odds like Ike beat on his wife
(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged (X) Won't even say your own name when I come (X) on top but remain from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the (X) Rearrange the whole game with my sound (X) Won't even say own name when I come around (X) Stay on top but remain from the (X) to the Z and we all in the
What an event, we hardcore a Making it stick, Los proudly presents The real deal, how does it feel? No special Yank the off of your neck, demand the respect Now all conversations sound strange to me It be like everybody me done changed but me I stand on my own two feet Stab a track, the beat no time for sleep Niggas be weak, I'm like Benjamin Grier It's a very thin between a foe and a friend Straight to the chin (Not niggas again) back, bounce in the spot and slide right in I trying to see nothing but progress, regardless Home of the heartless, move right, cautious Represent nothing but the and struggle Hennessey, rock of ice, making a double, now scream
(X) Rearrange the whole with my rugged sound (X) Won't even say your own name when I around (X) on top but remain from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the (X) Rearrange the whole game my rugged sound (X) Won't even say your own name I come around (X) Stay on top but remain from the (X) to the Z and we all in the
So there you have it, X to the Z Mr. Exuberant, Extravagant, Extraordinary, Exciting, X-O with a bit of Ecstasy Xing bitch-ass out if you trying to test the G And what's the Excalibur weaponry And we shoot That is hot X marks the spot? Fuck naw, X spots the point, niggaz!