[Intro: KRS-One]
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You are now tuned in to the ultimate sounds, of Dr. Dre
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You know what time it is!
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Xzibit steps up to the mic
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Layin down the hardcore, real, raw, underground
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My name is KRS-One, and its real!…
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Yeah
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(Yeah, huh, uh-huh)
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[Verse 1: Xzibit]
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Well, its me, down with D-R-E
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X to the Z rocks any party
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Rocks the beats, and the breaks
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Rocks the cocks off the whores in the place
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‘Cause suckers shake, while Im creatin
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They get together and they start to hatin
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“How can we take him out one time?
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‘Cause he brought back the West with the freshest rhymes”
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I might go first, and hell go second
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Ill wreck em, deck em, set it, just checkin your mic
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Droppin hot shit I like
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So throw up your hands, bitch, run your ice
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‘Cause Ill go third, and hell go fourth
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By the fifth – eat shit, youll step off
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6 is your beatdown, your title is 7
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Takin out your 4 man crew makes 11
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By the twelfth, I go for self
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Rockin L.A. like no one else…
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You can check any rapper from the underground scene
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But few have dropped hot shit and seen green
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Some have dope 12-inches, count em
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But not many niggas have slammin albums
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X to the Z rocks consistently
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Im ‘Criminal Minded, so dont fuck with me
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Why? Well, thats my secret, baby
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I dont take shit, so fuck you, pay me
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So you can call me–a public servant
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Not a king, but a teacher, I believe Ive earned it
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So I just walk, or ride my bike
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And bust on the ‘Up In Smoke stage tonight
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Give me a chance and Ill rock the house
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But let a motherfucker try to take me out
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‘Cause male or female, I will strangle
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If its a label, they have to untangle
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Adidas, chains, jerseys, braids
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Bandanas hangin off the end of my gauge
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Step right up, if thats what you like
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But watch your bitch, I catch hoes like a dyke
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In the night at a height right for flight
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Way out of sight, you bite, I recite
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My chain shine bright, plus my kicks stay white
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As your faggot CEO say, “Well, alright!”
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I am your mentor
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History is mine, its time you surrender motherfuckers
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And just back up quickly
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Your style is sickly, but you persist to get me
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Or outwit me with the style that I created
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Years ago when I was sellin powder to the hoes
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Oh, all of a sudden you dont know?
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Or cant remember, cant recall, cant bring to mind
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That rhyme, that place; do not chase
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I run a marathon, a race of rhymes in your FACE
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In case you hate, I wont write no tough rap
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Fuck with me, get your whole FAMILY kidnapped
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[Interlude: KRS-One]
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Yo, Xzibit! Show these motherfuckers, man!
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I dont think they understand this shit!
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Break this shit over they backs!
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[Verse 2: Xzibit]
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I dont dress up to rap or keep a hair-do
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I only grab a nine to bust holes in your crew
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I deny your existence as artists
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You puttin out a record, expectin to chart, but its weak
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But when you speak through the microphone
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You fail to realize, nope, youre not alone on the Earth
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The light comes forth, cause Mr. X
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Intelligence, smoke and guns manifest in the flesh
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I snatch the mic and get hype
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Behave, before you make the news front page
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Headed for the grave and the wake
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So save your microscopic miniature small talk and WALK
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And put a little pep in your step
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X to the Z will destroy any motherfuckin rep-utation
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In the nation, in creation
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All you assholes in ANY occupation
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Like rappers with nothin to say
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I CRUSH ‘EM like chronic and then smoke em with Dre
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‘Cause no matter how fatter the wallet, Id rather
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Gather together and splatter
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Whatever egotistic bullshit, the game is over
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When you push the record, but dont push the culture
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[Interlude: KRS-One]
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Breakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin, beatboxin
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Yo, Xzibit, keep rockin!
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[Break: Xzibit]
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Just throw your hands in the sky
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Still believe real niggas never die
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And if you in this life just gettin by
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Somebody say, “Im high!”
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(Im high!) “Im high!”
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(Im high!) Yeah, and you dont stop
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Yeah..
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[Outro: KRS-One]
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Woop woop, woop, woop woop!
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You know what time it is
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Pull over, all wack emcees, AHH-AHHH!
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Yo.. YO! You are tuned in… to the ultimate…
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Underground… rawness! Straight off the street
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Xzibit, turn it up…
