Way Gone

Ok, alright, alright, you got me up? Is the Mic On? Yeah, I pledge allegiance to the un-united streets of Los Angeles Check this shit out, yeah yeah... Come on, Ha! You thought I was about to start right there right? Y'all motherfuckers turn this shit up, it's X to the motherfucking Z Yeah... Ha, welcome to my planet Some things money just can't buy From what I seen now that's a God damn lie Been involved in some other shit, ran from the government Landed the mother ship, thanks for the ride My niggaz still bang like the wrath of Cain Fast lane, smack ya bodyguard and take ya chain And it's all in another day's work for me I spit the truth, the truth gone set y'all free so What's my anti-drug? (Drugs!) Anti-drugs is when I can't get none, for fun I drop flows, punk the punk rappers Load clips for nines and clap with gun clappers Listen, too many motherfucking cooks in ya kitchen Missin' the most important part of life 'cause you bitchin' Bitchin' so much you should tuck ya nuts And dick between ya thighs and color your eyes And wax your legs and buy some bras and thongs And go crazy in the nightclub for sisqo's songs You a hook motherfucker with the Jordache look Bring lead with ya heat so the beef can cook Who's sticking to the script like pistol grip? Xzibit, tradition of X-cellence Hit 'em up, this westside G.S.B Openbar all night drinks for free Victory 'cause we make history Niggaz actually have the audacity We the shit from the get and we set to win Straight hard on a bitch y'all sensitive My life, my world, X to the Z The streets done took so much from me Fuck what you heard this is reality... I close my eyes and pray just to see Another day I live to breathe My life, my world, this is reality... (Yeah, welcome to my planet) I done had sleep for dinner, natural born sinner Watched fiends suck crack through car antennas Now that we winning motherfuckers aim to get us The game is vicious constant hostile conditions For the times I dropped Jewels and nobody would listen (Nope) A new position, got a couple of pots to piss in Got the aim of Oswald nigga I ain't missin' If everybody eating' who the fuck gone clean the kitchen I got vision, and a real deep suspicion About a lot of rappers reps and they street conditions Everybody got bricks of yay, claim they do crimes that pay And tell you that it paved the way (Bullshit!) Well only a few niggaz really came up this way With gunplay day-to-day quick to blow you away Trying to sound like snoop, trying to ball like Dre I just think you mutherfuckers ain't got shit to say Who's sticking to the script like pistol grip? Xzibit, tradition of X-cellence Hit 'em up, this westside G.S.B Openbar all night drinks for free Victory 'cause we make history Niggaz actually have the audasity We the shit from the get and we set to win Straight hard on a bitch y'all sensative My life, my world, X to the Z The streets done took so much from me Fuck what you heard this is reality... I close my eyes and pray just to see Another day I live to breathe My life, my world, this is reality...