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Yeah, uh, what, worldwide |
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Yeah, im forever, ever lastin, spread the wealth |
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Procrastination like masturbation, your ************* yourself |
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So we gonna move on em quickly (what) |
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No chance to think about coming back |
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Chain smoke em, turn they lungs black |
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See i was raised to love black, but sometimes |
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Black folks wanna sweat you harder than the one-time |
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Never participate in dumb, def and blind *************t |
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Plus i got my little man, so daily i'm reminded |
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The ride only gets rougher (right) |
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But i'll be damned if me and my *************s suffer |
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Smuggle this motherucker with the raw *************t, i'm blessed wit |
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Lookin at the world, burned for the young and the desperate |
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Showed heart, but got cardiac arrested |
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More than a ************* with an image and a press kit |
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The wreck hits, creates desert land, desolate |
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The whole intent to rock the *************t, keep the herb lit |
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Chorus: xzibit (defari) |
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Handle your business before your business handles you |
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Mister x to the z (and defari herut), one two |
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(remain true, regardless what we go through) |
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Yeah, handle your business so you can stand on your on two |
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*repeat* |
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[defari herut] |
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Everyday i puts in down in la, hustle in this |
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Assassin lyricist, serious, muscle in this |
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I call the bets, i know we got coordinates on more games to wreck |
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We blaze shows, never no half step |
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Tactics, b-boys, no games no antics |
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No false images, no bull*************t semantics |
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We planned this, for hundred of thousands |
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Reignin/rainin on they brains with lyrics, from the mountains |
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Don't contemplate what you can't even demostrate |
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Defari lottery draftpick, never the second rate |
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************* who wanna hate but front like its all great |
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I gots no time for these emotional *************s, i gots to motivate |
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Moves to make, best rhyme straight |
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That's for the old school, this here's our year, it's time to elevate |
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Handle this, don't hesitate got money to make |
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Push maximum levels from the golden state |
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Chorus |
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[defari herut] |
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This combination's high calibre |
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Hatians stay amazed and confused like this was algebra |
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I'm scoutin the, best land for property |
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Never sloppily, picture someone stoppin me |
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>from gettin mine, line after line |
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And you wonder why i call these fake *************s miller |
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They think they genuine; i'm startin to *************ne, imported italian |
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With a custom made herut charm as my medallion |
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[xzibit] |
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Seem like, i recite the same prayer every night |
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Watch my folks, make sure my dogs stay tight |
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And fully prepared to gunfight in broad daylight |
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Till then, lick it to the chin, let it begin |
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We could break bread or break skin; and watch me send it |
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Try not to break the law, sometimes i gotta bend it |
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And my directions, suggest for your own protection |
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You mother******s keep it movin like an intersection |
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Chorus |
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Serious business *scratched in background* |
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************* you, like that mr. x to the z, defari herut. yeah, yeah right? *3x* |
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What, keep it movin like this y'all |