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Kenny Parker Show 2001
feat. KRS [KRSYou are now tuned in to the ultimate sounds.. of Dr. Dre You know what time it is! Xzibit steps up to the mic layin down the hardMy name is KRS Well it's me, down with D[Xzibit] X to the Z rocks any party Rocks the beats, and the breaks Rocks the cocks off the whores in the place Cause suckers shake, while I'm creatin They get together and they start to hatin cause he brought back the West with the freshest rhymes How can we take him out one time I might go first, and he'll go second I'll wreck 'em, deck 'em, set it, just checkin your mic Droppin hot shit I like So throw up your hands bitch, run your ice By the fifth eat shit, you'll step off Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth Six is your beatdown, your title is seven Takin out your four man crew makes eleven Rockin L.A. like no one else.. By the twelveth I go for self You can check any rapper from the underground scene but few have dropped hot shit and seen green Some have dope twelve inches, count 'em But not many niggaz have slammin albums I'm "Criminal Minded" so don't fuck with me X to the Z rocks consistantly I don't take shit, so fuck you, pay me Why? Well that's my secret baby So you can call me, a public servant Not a king but a teacher I believe I've earned it So I just walk, or ride my bike Give me a chance and I'll rock the house and bust on the +Up In Smoke+ stage tonight But let a motherfucker try to take me out Cause male or female, I will strangle If it's a label, they have to untangle Adidas, chains, jerseys, braids Step right up if that's what you like Bandanas hangin off the end of my gauge but watch your bitch, I catch hoes like a dyke Way out of sight, you bite, I recite My chain shine bright, plus my kicks stay white In the night at a height right for flight as your faggot CEO say, "Well alright!" .. I am your mentor History is mine, it's time you surrender motherfuckers and just back up quickly Your style is sickly but you persist to get me or outwit me with the style that I created Oh, all of a sudden you don't know years ago when I was sellin powder to the hoes or can't remember can't recall can't bring to mind I run a marathon a race of rhymes in your FACE that rhyme that place do not chase In case you hate I won't write no tough rap Fuck with me get your whole FAMILY kidnapped
Yo Xzibit! Show these motherfuckers man! [KRSI don't think they understand this shit! Break this shit over they backs!
I don't dress up to rap or keep a hairdo [Xzibit] I only grab a nine to bust holes in your crew I deny your existence as artists You puttin out a record expectin to chart but it's weak but when you speak through the microphone you fail to realize, nope, you're not alone on the earth Intelligence, smoke and guns manifest in the flesh The light comes forth cause Mr. X I snatch the mic and get hype Behave, before you make the news front page Headed for the grave and the wake So save your microscopic miniature small talk and WALK And put a little pep in your step X to the Z will destroy any motherfuckin repin the nation, in creation All you assholes in ANY occupation Like rappers with nothin to say I CRUSH 'EM like chronic and then smoke 'em with Dre Cause no matter how fatter the wallet, I'd rather gather together and splatter whatever egotistic bullshit, the game is over
when you push the record but don't push the culture [KRSBreakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin, beatboxin Yo Xzibit, keep rockin!
Just throw your hands in the sky [Xzibit] Still believe real niggaz never die And if you in this life just gettin by Somebody say, "I'm high!" (I'm high!) "I'm high!" (I'm high!) Yeah, and you don't stop Yeah.. [KRS You know what time it is Woop woop, woop, woop woop! Pull over, all wack emcees, AHHYo.. YO! You are tuned in.. to the ultimate.. underground.. rawness! Straight off the street Xzibit, turn it up
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