Tytuł: Three emcees

• Wykonawca: Xzibit
• Wyświetleń: 277

Xzibit intro:
   Yes yes. Ahh ahh. Bring it live
   Yo it's the X to the Z from the Likwit Squad
  
   Hook:
   "One MC" "After" (x3)
   "On the mic"- Souls Of Mischief
  
   [Xzibit]
   All that get money take money sound funny
   So I stick to my own I can feel it in my bones
   These clones and clowns ain't really down
   Play the background westbound
   Huntin' down pussy like a bloodhound
   Plus I feel that no style is darker than mine
   You can stick that into places where the sun don't shine
   All you one hit wonders only in it for the spotlight
   Spend half a million dollars still don't sound tight
   Bring truth to the light
   I write rhymes for the under
   Blunt smokin' bottle crackin' all day slumber
   Who wouldn't give a fuck if the world fell down
   As long as I can twist a fat one and pass it around
   Mr. X to the Z from the Likwit Crew
   LA to Elviaire with my man EQ
   Coming live and direct with your neck like this
   Come home and smoke a spliff in the Benz with Swift
   I stay fucked up
  
   Hook
  
   [Del]
   Lyrically ingenious my flows are intravenous
   Kids are squeamish
   When they attempt to refless
   I'm the Apex
   Shows get rocked half the words ?
   Hold your glock your whole goal is props
   You'll never get 'em
   My rhythm just fluctuates
   You can't O.D. no matter how much you take
   I rush your plates
   Crack your lenses clean like Benzene
   Cool like Menthol
   My shits the end all
   Majorly gain your speed slow your role
   You lie and like Pinochio your nose will grow
   Let's go
   Underground compress co
   Bust these jewels these diamonds out
   But still some of these niggas don't know what we rhymin' bout
   Mine in doubt
   Traversing' the Earth like zombies
   And rocks your dirty laundry
   Presented to the world as comedy
   Del rips it honestly that's why the girls are found of me
   And don't be squandering your little flow
   You ain't got many
   You're fly spinning
   We constitution
   You seek contribution from Del for usage
   Over these acoustics
   I take time out for use of
   Harkus representing proof in you walkman
   Lockin' competition out of studios
   Everyday I live is like a musical
   Create my own score
   More funkier than Shaft on my musical path
  
   Hook
  
   [Casual]
   They like "ooh. Don't say that."
   When it's lay doe A dat Competition where they at?
   I diss 'em
   Steady at the rhythm
   Like a pilot I keep you silent
   Through the turbulence words will get violent
   Mega doses exposes is flagellant composes
   All you get is roses on your grave you misbehave
   It's the brave courageous lyrically contagious
   Spiritually engage with the psychedelic waves of
   An Egyptian
   We rips then
   Cover the mic like the sun we eclipsin'
   Cause no light shine trhough a flow like mine
   Casual might ignite the mic for pastime
   With one style older than the sundial
   My elaborate connection of words is fun how
   I display, dismay this way gettin' bissy
   Crackers show off the top while I'm hittin' a J
   My immaculate style attackin' with nouns and verbs
   for the wack it gets foul
   Got a Full Metal Jacket off rhymes to press
   To manifest under pressure
   Past style a lyrical treasure
   Never the less I get fresher
   It's involital my biological make up composes of flesh and blows
   Will dispose of all
   When they appear in my crystal ball
   I know you wish I fall
   "Yes y'all"
  
   Hook