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Aw,
Right about now it's to get busy
Huh, out the box, nonstop
the Kingpin, Xzibit, Crooked I
a minute, um

This is the art of,
When I'm rockin', I'm more
Than droppin' a box in bath water

You the wrong scuffle
You catchin' a buckle
I uppercut niggas hard
To my own knuckles

the sick verbals
My shotty around
you hit the ground
Your body around, in six circles

infamous menaces
I'm to get dicked, if not
I'm a finishin' innocents, lyrics

I'm breezin' the
Freezin' G's in your
Freakin' ancient
When I'm phoenician

It's all Crooked
These shout Crooked
make you say the West Coast
Ain't shit Crooked

I own a label, niggas'll get disabled
When I'm rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for I, the scrap happy, mic snatcha

can you dig that, huh?
Can you fuck this?
get Kurupt the Kingpin to fuck y'all niggas up
Y'all don't wanna see none of this West Coast MC
Yeah, how you me now motherfucker?

Terror starts, in the midst of your heart,
The storm, my vocals like arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I create a
My microphone massacres every year the same

With audio amputations, vocal of a loud talker
Up against the microphone stalker
With a tendency of bashing MCs, ten of me
As you can see I continue MCs

Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get
Extra-terrestrial microphone
In effect, get
Tell me, "What the you expected?"

These injections
I leave whole sections and sections of injections
From these poisenous melodies and
I the methods of slow anguish
I mangle shit with my

Tell me, you ever seen one elope
the microphone
In a scandal like to make MCs explode

Baboom, alone in my own
So don't compare me to
Not one's nearly severe, I severely
Impair MCs near me, oppose and me
I got plots and

Sincerely, I have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for touching
no knowledge on how to rock

Yeah, in effect, it don't stop
Turn speakers up, DJ Battlecat on the table
We it up like this and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy Xzibit in the motherfuccin' house,

I was enlisted
I to the table double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my
Bust up in the sky screamin' obscenities

Make niggas sport cackies and chucks from here to
It'll be, a cold day in hell when you see Xzibit
Act like a bitch on bail, tail, and run
See we do it how it can't be

I'm the rough cut, how the west was won
Or direct of the gatling gun
test me, son, you fuck around and catch you one

That a threat, that's a promise I can definitely keep
You can't compete wit' 25 niggas wit' heat in the
Ready to repeat, after after round at you
All hell break lose when the whole pound through

I found that you and yours, can never fuck mine
I own but gimme some more like Busta Rhymes
'Cross the line, now you gotta pay the
I'm The Alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the hyper

ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can't stop me and my niggas is platinum plus
My Dogg

Yeah, no
Yeah, y'all can't fuck that
That's what I'm talkin'

West coast, we been this shit for years
Aint nothin' wit' that
Battlecat,

Whatcha
Motherfuckas that be hangin' in the
That's what I'm about

Daz
Break it down, break it
Motherfuckas can't this shit