[saukrates] a ha, hill {xzibit} yeah, sit back and a fat one. yeah, pronto. look from los to toronto. [saukrates] I heard that big sox got it on. I heard that nigga Xzibit got it on. spittin' at 'em. yeah, like a automatic philly.
Yo, revolutionary, Bulldozer, leave y'all with to bury Clean sweep if ya fear in these mean streets It's instinct, a bitch and she's far from cheap I got love for my dogs hustling for Put it down for this paper, the real Come wit it, run wit it, wit it Big sauk to shock your mind and your these lyrics while I spit truth on tape Whether two inch, a dat, or I impregnate wax, so get regardless Of set, I'm starving the artist Who's to me? the x to z we bomb mcs with text debris Leaving hard pressed to breath Other words, show love and chicks spit the ecstasy How is that?
Chorus {xzibit} I keep it moving and moving, it going, going like that y'all that y'all}, like that {i keep it moving and moving, keep it going, going like that Like that
See I put the beated nigga, ask him if had enough Tan khakis, t-shirt, beater tatted up Looking for How you explain to nigga drinking beer to the bottom that they come up Mother fucker say loot so much, reach out and touch you probably die from the paper cuts I see you lazy fucks, sceming on the speed Keep on dreaming, give me any of reason To stop your breathing, yeah it' me the world 'cause the eyes deceiving, want to bet me Saukrates, bouncing wide a jet ski Meet a bitch who ain't hard stick wayne gretzky I try to live where the lolos and the sets be I roll dolo, how a normal nigga test me I let you have it in the face trying to me Your homies can't me 'cause they scared for their own safety
Chorus [xzibit] {saukrates} 2x
How real is {feel the yeah, feel it {feel the adrenaline Feel the rush, feel the
Yo, take that, take that, nigga stay With that fake rap, break 'fore cats react To your shallow ass shit, go Saukrates never wack shit, trust me son If I'm eating, my eating Use experience for teaching without Each, and everyday I be about my future for the new world we ain't used to Handle that, supreme caution Peep this distortion you with grips of funk by the portions Consulting with killers lead to abortion Face in a closed coffin, what!
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[outro: is how we do mad dawg. ha ha ha ha. yeah, pronto from here to Toronto. x to the z, saukrates, mcs baby. so, keep it moving.