[Intro]
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So it all come down to this, right?
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Heh…
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Motherfuckers think they full force?
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Tryna hit a nigga from all angles, yeah, sorry
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Haha, Im built for this shit
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Haha! Muhfuckers forgot I was built for this shit, hehe!
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I live and breath this shit, heh, yeah
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If you motherfuckers tried to do this shit, haha, tried to be this shit
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Tried to live this shit…
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Bring it live to you and yours, yeah, Ill drown you, what?
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[Verse 1]
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The official representative, LAC
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This is prophecy manifested by X to the Z
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Victory, strike a b-boy stance in khaki pants
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Never get along, like red and black ants, advance
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When you staring at this concrete that move like liquid
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Like a nigga without legs, I aint trying to kick it
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Too much to finish, a menace, without enough time
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My mind only can punchline (Yeah), you probably thinking of the wrong kind
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‘Cause if it jokes, nigga, nope! (Nope)
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The kind that drop on your eyes, your ears, your nose, and your throat
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I promote self-defense, not dollars and cents
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Kick it with scholars and pimps, you just the last part over the fence
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Assed out in the open (Yeah), while you was (What) hoping that Xzibit was second rate
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But I refuse to make just another record in the crate
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I think not, got be-bops
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I bring it to your house like Pink Dot
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[Interlude]
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Today we are on the streets of South Central Los Angeles, a fight for survival
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We have people that are in condition not to expect to live beyond age 30
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They no longer care
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Once they no longer care theyre extremely dangerous
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[Verse 2]
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Stand at attention, make sure you keep your piece clean
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When I release steam, police crime scenes to guillotine
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Hit and decapitate the bird case, featherweight
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Critical thinking (Uh-huh), while you add water to concentrate
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Xzibit crash the gate, heavyweight, box em in
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Seal off the exits, then cut off yo oxygen
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Xzibit run with a regiment of veterans
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I only like to come out late night, like Dave Letterman
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Time for some medicine, cause niggas lie to get sick
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Callin me a hater cause I dont ride dicks
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Read my lips, we got problems like Bloods and Crips
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Love the sound of clips when I load my shit
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Chamber music, this is for the ones with stone-face
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That catch you at the right time in the wrong place (Aaaahh)
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We unsafe, 151 with no chase and no ice
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Take away your life like three strikes
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[Interlude]
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Yeah, come on
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Chamber music
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[Verse 3]
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So now Xzibit got a little money (Yeah!), I think its funny
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How motherfuckers think Im supposed to share like Sonny
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Clarify – you dont work, you dont eat; I repeat
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You dont eat, you get weak, catch a fragile physique
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Accomplish more in one day than you can do in a week
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The X-Man, Wolverine, one swing to make the cut clean
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End of all things, manifested in flesh
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Fuck the game, I take the test, graduate, pass to the S-Class
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Catch a road rash, all you smell is hash
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Chronic mix, bumping Tha Liks, addicting like a heron fix
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Bear-arm from here to a hundred-twenty meters
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Get blackballed, modern day Lee Harvey Oswald (Yeah, yeah)
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The assassin, brother who came blastin
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Take it without askin, rappers is all fashion
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Xzibit keep mashing through
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Got any last words? I got two
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Try “fuck” and “you”, like that
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[Outro]
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Get on the ground, get on the ground! Now!
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Hands on the back of the head
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Once again, yeah, chamber music
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Dont move
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Yeah, yeah
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Its Xzibit, yeah, what, what, yeah, what
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Come on, yeah, come on, come on (Yeah)
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Its Xzibit
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Set it on the ground and dont move!
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Sir Jinx, yeah
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Dont move, please!
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Heh, what, huh, yeah
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Get on the ground, get on the ground!
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Hands on the back of the head
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Dont move
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Yeah, bring it live
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Dont move, dont move
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And we out
