Yeah, ladies and Broadcasting to you and yours It's Mr. X to the Z, Yeah, bouncing, on
The day of the rest of my life X behind the mic like Walker Cronkite keep the spotlight, I'm keeping my rhymes tight Lose sight of you believe and call it a night This the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to Teflon territory you just can't shoot You shoot who? (Who?) Not even on your best day Rollin the Wild way, giving it up Leaving the world stuck not giving a fuck Laid in the cut, now we through in the rut Hennessey and orange juice fill up a cup Quick to Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze Loosen up, let your down, and join the festivities Overcrowd the house like lock down Bitches be quick to give me brains while I post the Going up and down my like the stock exchange
(X) the whole game with my rugged sound (X) Won't say your own name when I come around (X) Stay on top but from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the (X) Rearrange the game with my rugged sound (X) even say your own name when I come around (X) on top but remain from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the
Ever since Xzibit spit, been on some pimp shit Approach every like a - potential mistress Shine bright, make that X stay tight Cause tonight I might meet my next Mr. Big Chief Reefa, Xzibit use his like a Visa I run it through and come out Running mouth, I'll have somebody run in your house Ravel your spouse and a little fun on the couch Now you know that it was bound to I to give you what you lacking whenever you hear other niggaz rapping Rocking chains, stadium, palladiums, cracked My whole skeleton is dipped in Drop top tinted on rappers like crash test dummies Stacking real estate and It's funny how things change when you thinking right I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first
(X) Rearrange the whole game with my sound (X) even say your own name when I come around (X) Stay on top but remain the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the (X) Rearrange the whole with my rugged sound (X) even say your own name when I come around (X) Stay on top but remain the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the
What an event, we hardcore a it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents The real deal, how does it feel? No effects Yank the off of your neck, demand the respect Now all your conversations strange to me It be like around me done changed but me I stand alone on my own two Stab a track, strangle the Restless no for sleep Niggas be weak, I'm concrete Benjamin Grier a very thin line between a foe and a friend Straight to the chin (Not these again) back, bounce in the spot and slide right in I trying to see nothing but progress, regardless of the heartless, move right, remain cautious Represent nothing but the hustle and Hennessey, plenty of ice, making a double, now scream
(X) Rearrange the whole game my rugged sound (X) Won't even say your own name when I come (X) Stay on top but remain the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the (X) Rearrange the whole with my rugged sound (X) even say your own name when I come around (X) on top but remain from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the
So you have it, D-P-G-see X to the Z Mr. Exuberant, Extravagant, Extraordinary, Exciting, X-O with a little bit of your bitch-ass out if you trying to test the G And what's the Excalibur weaponry And we shoot That is hot X marks the spot? Fuck naw, X the marks point, niggaz!