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Aw yeah!
Right now it's time to get busy
Huh, straight out the box,
Kurupt the kingpin, xzibit, i

(wait a minute, um)

i:
This is the art of,
When I'm rockin' I'm more shockin' than droppin' a box in bath water
You the wrong scuffle
You catchin' a buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to my own knuckles
the sick verbals
My spit a round, before you hit the ground,
body spin around, in six circles
Diminishin' infamous
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a start finishin'
(lyrics), I'm breezin the region
Freezin g's in your
Freakin' ancient techniques I'm speakin' phoenician
It's all crooked
bitches shout crooked
I'll make you say the coast ain't shit without crooked
I own a vicious label, get disabled
When I'm rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I load 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for i, the scrap happy, mic snatcha

Motherfuccers can you dig that,
Can you with this?
Let's get the kingpin to fucc y'all niggas up
Y'all don't wanna see none of west coast mc shit
Yeah, how you me now motherfucker!? !

Terror starts, in the midst of your heart,
The storm, my vocals float arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I a rhyme
My microphone massacres every year the time
With audio amputations, thoughts 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 fucc you
These injections
I leave whole sections, and full of injections
From these poisenous and selections
I the methods of slow anguish
I shit with my language
Tell me, you ever seen one elope
With the
In a like abilities to make mcs explode
Baboom, alone in my own
So compare me to none
Not one's
Severe, 'cause I severely, mcs
Near me, oppose and fear me, I got and theories
Sincerely, I could have the locked
Niggas get stoned for touching
no knowledge on how to rock

Yeah, back in effect, it stop
Turn your speakers up, dj on the table
We fuckin' it up like and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy in the motherfuccin' house
Alkaholiks!

When I was
I came to the table fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my
Bust shots up in the sky obsenities
niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to italy
It'll be, a day in hell when you see xzibit fail
Act a bitch on bail, tuck tail, and run
See we do it how it be done
I'm the rough cut, plus how the was won
Or descendant of the gatling gun
test me son, you fucc around and catch you one
That ain't a threat, a promise I can definitely keep
You compete wit' 25 niggas wit' heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after round at you
All hell break lose when the whole pound come
I found that you and yours, can never fucc wit'
I own shit but gimme some more busta rhymes
Cross the line, now you gotta pay the
I'm the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the crowds
It's ashes to ashes and dust to
stop till me and my niggas is platinum plus
My kurupt

Yeah, no
Yeah, y'all fucc wit' that

That's what I'm talkin'
West coast, we been doin' this shit for
Aint nothin' happenin' that

(don't up)
Right,
(don't step up, unles you get hurt)
Huh, huh, huh

(get get get get hurt)
say
Motherfuccas be hangin' in the battle
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
That's what I'm talkin'
Daz
(don't step up, you wanna get hurt)
Break it down, break it
Huh

(mixed with scratching)

Motherfuccas can't fade this