[saukrates] a ha, hill yeah, sit back and smoke a fat one. yeah, pronto. look from los to toronto. [saukrates] I that big sox got it going on. I heard that nigga Xzibit got it on. {xzibit} spittin' at 'em. yeah, like a philly.
Yo, revolutionary, Bulldozer, leave y'all with to bury Clean sweep if ya smell in these mean streets It's instinct, life's a bitch and she's far cheap I got for my dogs hustling for defeats Put it for this paper, increase the real wit it, run wit it, fuck wit it Big to shock your mind and your spirits these lyrics while I spit truth on tape Whether two inch, a dat, or I impregnate wax, so get regardless Of anybody's set, I'm the artist Who's to me? the x to z Together we mcs with text debris Leaving y'all pressed to breath Other words, nigga's love and chicks spit the ecstasy How real is
Chorus {xzibit} I keep it moving and moving, keep it going, going that y'all {like that y'all}, that {i keep it moving and moving, keep it going, going like that Like y'all
See I put the beated nigga, ask him if had enough Tan khakis, t-shirt, wife tatted up for props How you explain to nigga drinking beer to the bottom that they can't up Mother fucker say Stack loot so much, reach out and you probably die from the paper cuts I see you fucks, sceming on the speed demon on dreaming, give me any type of reason To stop breathing, yeah it' me against the world 'cause the deceiving, anybody want to bet me Saukrates, bouncing wide a jet ski a bitch who ain't hard stick like wayne gretzky Look I try to live where the and the sets be I roll dolo, how a normal nigga test me I let you it in the face trying to waste me Your homies can't face me 'cause scared for their own safety
Chorus [xzibit] repeat 2x
How is that? {feel the rush} yeah, it {feel the *echoed*} Feel the rush, the adrenaline
Yo, take that, take that, nigga stay With that fake rap, that 'fore cats react To your ass shit, go practice Saukrates never making wack shit, me son If I'm eating, my dogs Use experience for teaching preaching Each, and I be thinking about my future for the new world we ain't used to Handle that, with supreme Peep this distortion you with grips of funk by the portions Consulting with killers could lead to Face down in a coffin, what!
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[outro: This is how we do mad dawg. ha ha ha ha. yeah, pronto from to Toronto. x to the z, saukrates, mcs baby. so, keep it moving.