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- Xzibit Deeper 歌詞
- Xzibit
- Deeper -Xzibit
Yeah so it all comes down to this what
Specialist with a hit list
Right fist bomb type M G M fight night type
Ding ding
So when I hits in the stage we can Face Off
Watch me rattle your Nicholas Cage
Bring heat in ridiculous ways never compromise
Look into my eyes tell me what you see what
Victory ecstasy maybe Hennessy
Energy wasted enemies gettinlaced with
That point blank to the face sh*t
Who you think this is
Young black bust a ni**a a**
Strickly business man
Self disciple Heinakin let the record spin
Paparazzi all over again times ten
Like thee original sin
Im tryinto f**k it up for everybody
The hot get collect calls from John Gotti
I kick back like karate
Butter soft burn off and solid black Mazaratti like
Get caught up in the game
It gets deeper then that
No gain with no pain
It gets deeper then that
Dyinin the fast lane
Way deeper then that
To the place where the motherf**kinproblem is at
Long hair ganja smoke but dont be mistaken
I aint Jamacian
Find another chick to jerk
A world of hurt 9to 5puttinin work
Never rest put to the test
Get put to the death
Never the less only greater than
Trust no man
Soon to have the
Whole wide world inside of my hand
So I suggest you act
Right my insight like sunlight
Burn your cornea
Big bad California
To the Waldord Historia come on
N Y C competition wish to some day roll like me
But all I see is capital H-E-A-T
Im makinmotherf**kers Run like DMC run
The Likwit MC is here
To blaze a ni**a like a fat one
Non radio banginsh*t goinplatinum
And keep slappinem with a Colt 45
While my Old English leave
You broken down with a Crooked Ise eye
Get caught up in the game
It gets deeper then that
Dyinin the fast lane
Way deeper then that
No gain with no pain
It gets deeper then that
To the place where the motherf**kinproblem is at
Suck it easy MovinOn Up like George and Weezy
You cant stop it love it or leave it alone
Xzibit writtinmore pages then the state penetentary
Full of well known villians that wanna come home
Never relax aint no tellinlay it on wax
Make it bang let Stever sell em
And dip em in chrome
My ni**a Budda chip off beats like cellular phones
Heir to the thrown
Xzibit bring the lead to your dome
Like a 3rd world rebellion squad on your boulevard
Protect they spots with heat
They kids ggotta eat to make it big
In Cali it depends on who you meet
And who you sleep with
Might find yourself in deep sh*t
So hit me with your best shot
Im lookinforward to it
You shouldnt repeat it if
You aint really gointhrough it
How dare you try to check the fluid
Rip the track chillinon your big plans
Like Wilsure and Farefax
Get caught up in the game
It gets deeper then that
Dyinin the fast lane
Way deeper then that
No gain with no pain
It gets deeper then that
To the place where the motherf**kinproblem is at
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