Xzibit - Loud Clear Lyrics
[xzibit]Yeah..Addicted to life, had to pay a heavy-ass priceSacrifice worth waitin on the platinum and iceIm precise with the merchandise, came back like christTo change the game, while yall niggaz remain the sameClear the lane, comin through like kobe, you cant hold meYou cant stop me, ever since I dropped paparazziI done watched the game unfold into some hideous shitLike every idiot that can spit be droppin a hitI transmit for the convicts, committed, never bullshittedShadowbox, detox, my own worse criticIts like tryin to squeeze water from rocksI negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your clock with a glockSick of niggaz screamin they hot, but really they notBeatin you all to the ground like six l.a. copsPut your fist up in the air if you ever been shotAnd lived to tell about it, never leavin home without it, cmon[chorus: butch cassidy]Theres no one out there, for us, to fearIll say it loud and clear..Who can say theyre close, to usSpeak now and youll be brought, to tears[king tee]They probably saw me on the 91 east, gettin off on centralWith the rag back, lookin like lifes so simpleTela take a loss, still floss, all betsIf trife cant cover the house, call xLikwit crew brothers, blues brothersMove somethin, make killers do somethin, frealThe *****-made often politic with the skillNow shits all twisted, unlistedGuns fixed it, best not speak about the likwitWe gifted, twenty-four hours and still lifted(*x*: ***** keep your vagina) we drunk and aint interested*****es come a dime and a dove, we aint trippin itStandin at the bar, soft-styled in the cutOoh, boo wait, I think you had too much!***** what? act right and pour it in a cupThe west and eastside keep smokin them blunts, niggaz[interlude: butch cassidy]Lets get with it, I was born to tripStay on the lookout, aint no time to slipWe aint for games and shitChange your spot, cause were known to dipNo time for chasin hoesIm on a mission cause my cash is lowTheres no need to speak on thoseDoggy rags are the gangstas clothes[defari]Theres two sides of my family, both sides from the ghettoPops finnish choco-late, moms mississippi yellowCaramel, cherokee black man, with a pedigree of excellenceTogether we rise, no time for seperatenessMy grandfather snake was a jake, or a jackOf a smack to a bird who dont know how to actStraight hustler, mississippi moonshine smugglerGood ol wrangler in his day with that attitude of ***** ya[xzibit]Built to run forever, x the infiniteFirst line of defense to smash through the immigrantsCant straddle the fence, its all or nothinClose the curtain, shut down your whole productionDont be scared, be prepared, niggaz do be bustinWithout thinkin; I mastered the art of hard drinkinYo, you wanna stop the x, try your bestIm still *****in with your pockets like the irs, so yo[chorus][butch cassidy]Gather all around, to seeHow we display our vicious skillsI done seen and heard, enoughLets prove the west coast is for real.. speak now and youll be brought to tears ..
