Xzibit - Kenny Parker Show 2001 Lyrics
[krs-one]You are now tuned in to the ultimate sounds.. of dr. dreYou know what time it is!Xzibit steps up to the micLayin down the hard-core, real raw, undergroundMy name is krs-one, and its real!![xzibit]Well its me, down with d-r-eX to the z rocks any partyRocks the beats, and the breaksRocks the *****s off the whores in the placeCause suckers shake, while Im creatinThey get together and they start to hatinHow can we take him out one timeCause he brought back the west with the freshest rhymesI might go first, and hell go secondIll wreck em, deck em, set it, just checkin your micDroppin hot shit I likeSo throw up your hands *****, run your iceCause Ill go third, and hell go fourthBy the fifth eat shit, youll step offSix is your beatdown, your title is sevenTakin out your four man crew makes elevenBy the twelveth I go for selfRockin l.a. like no one else..You can check any rapper from the underground sceneBut few have dropped hot shit and seen greenSome have dope twelve inches, count emBut not many niggaz have slammin albumsX to the z rocks consistantlyIm criminal minded so dont ***** with meWhy? well thats my secret babyI dont take shit, so ***** you, pay meSo you can call me, a public servantNot a king but a teacher I believe Ive earned itSo I just walk, or ride my bikeAnd bust on the +up in smoke+ stage tonightGive me a chance and Ill rock the houseBut let a mother*****er try to take me outCause male or female, I will strangleIf its a label, they have to untangleAdidas, chains, jerseys, braidsBandanas hangin off the end of my gaugeStep right up if thats what you likeBut watch your *****, I catch hoes like a dykeIn the night at a height right for flightWay out of sight, you bite, I reciteMy chain shine bright, plus my kicks stay whiteAs your faggot ceo say, well alright!.. I am your mentorHistory is mine, its time you surrender mother*****ersAnd just back up quicklyYour style is sickly but you persist to get meOr outwit me with the style that I createdYears ago when I was sellin powder to the hoesOh, all of a sudden you dont knowOr cant remember cant recall cant bring to mindThat rhyme that place do not chaseI run a marathon a race of rhymes in your faceIn case you hate I wont write no tough rap***** with me get your whole family kidnapped[krs-one]Yo xzibit! show these mother*****ers man!I dont think they understand this shit!Break this shit over they backs![xzibit]I dont dress up to rap or keep a hairdoI only grab a nine to bust holes in your crewI deny your existence as artistsYou puttin out a record expectin to chart but its weakBut when you speak through the microphoneYou fail to realize, nope, youre not alone on the earthThe light comes forth cause mr. xIntelligence, smoke and guns manifest in the fleshI snatch the mic and get hypeBehave, before you make the news front pageHeaded for the grave and the wakeSo save your microscopic miniature small talk and walkAnd put a little pep in your stepX to the z will destroy any mother*****in rep-utationIn the nation, in creationAll you *****s in any occupationLike rappers with nothin to sayI crush em like chronic and then smoke em with dreCause no matter how fatter the wallet, Id ratherGather together and splatterWhatever egotistic bullshit, the game is overWhen you push the record but dont push the culture[krs-one]Breakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin, beatboxinYo xzibit, keep rockin![xzibit]Just throw your hands in the skyStill believe real niggaz never dieAnd if you in this life just gettin bySomebody say, Im high!(Im high!) Im high!(Im high!) yeah, and you dont stopYeah..[krs-one]Woop woop, woop, woop woop!You know what time it isPull over, all wack emcees, ahh-ahhh!Yo.. yo! you are tuned in.. to the ultimate..Underground.. rawness! straight off the streetXzibit, turn it up..
