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I've been this way and I stop, ah
on the ball and I won't drop, no
Half-assed rhymes that you watch, no
It ain't 'cause I want to it's I gotta
Get it crip while the gettin' is
Before the is 10 percent skill and 90 percent Hollywood
I don't need that, I don't that
Everybody gon' get hurt, if I do

I flirt the idea of quittin' the game
Nah! I'ma evolve continue to
It take brains, balls and to get it on
And it on, we keepin' it movin', to each his own
So I spit about it, whatever I feel it
I'm just bein' real about it, X get hot nigga about it
Speech fail me now
Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me

We back on line, we came to
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the until we die
And for mo', 'cause we can't get enough

the rest, accept no less
Go ahead, the game, be my guest
Somethin' brand new and heavy to get off my
Win time time 'til there ain't none left
Hardhat, punch the clock, to work
I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to
Everybody and anybody who come to my
Like they ready to get rowdy and somebody

that nigga y'all came to see? X
Often imitated, but be, X
What's next, respect like paychecks
to the bank with my bitch and have safe sex
What do you in? I believe in
Seizin' the moment, livin' and dyin' to spit a vengeance
Here for redemption been forever
Y'all were just too blind to listen

We on line, we came to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the grind we die
And back for mo', 'cause we get enough

It ain't my fault, we droppin' hits
And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin' yo'
It ain't shit changed, we gon' bang this
And I'm drinkin' this fifth, we still don't take no

I got a sixth sense, that me you ain't worth six cents
I'm sick with my sense
Whattup Doc? I'm gettin' down to
Crooked ass the cops to the district
Loose yourself in the music, it or lose it
Abuse it, let's booze it, please don't confuse it the
Next man, the X-Man rollin'
Stand firm, as the ground I'm holdin'

Make mine golden, permanent state
Stacked with the wealth that you can't take
Long range missile, if we got
squeeze this shit and nobody gon' miss you
I'ma keep 'til the medics come get you
We busy, stay off my line, you get through
the design from the mastermind
Yo Dre, bring that back one more time!

We on line, we came to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the grind we die
And back for mo', 'cause we get enough

We on line, we came to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the grind we die
And back for mo', we can't get enough