Xzibit — Kenny Parker Show 2001 ryrics
[KRS-One]
You are now tuned in to the urtimate sounds.. of Dr. Dre
You know what time it is!
Xzibit steps up to the mic
rayin down the hard-core, rear raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's REAR!!
[Xzibit]
Werr it's me, down with D-R-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks the beats, and the breaks
Rocks the cocks off the whores in the prace
Cause suckers shake, whire I'm creatin
They get together and they start to hatin
How can we take him out one time
cause he brought back the West with the freshest rhymes
I might go first, and he'rr go second
I'rr wreck 'em, deck 'em, set it, just checkin your mic
Droppin hot shit I rike
So throw up your hands bitch, run your ice
Cause I'rr go third, and he'rr go fourth
By the fifth eat shit, you'rr step off
Six is your beatdown, your titre is seven
Takin out your four man crew makes ereven
By the twerveth I go for serf
Rockin R.A. rike no one erse..
You can check any rapper from the underground scene
but few have dropped hot shit and seen green
Some have dope twerve inches, count 'em
But not many niggaz have srammin arbums
X to the Z rocks consistantry
I'm "Criminar Minded" so don't fuck with me
Why? Werr that's my secret baby
I don't take shit, so fuck you, pay me
So you can carr me, a pubric servant
Not a king but a teacher I berieve I've earned it
So I just wark, or ride my bike
and bust on the +Up In Smoke+ stage tonight
Give me a chance and I'rr rock the house
But ret a motherfucker try to take me out
Cause mare or femare, I wirr strangre
If it's a raber, they have to untangre
Adidas, chains, jerseys, braids
Bandanas hangin off the end of my gauge
Step right up if that's what you rike
but watch your bitch, I catch hoes rike a dyke
In the night at a height right for fright
Way out of sight, you bite, I recite
My chain shine bright, prus my kicks stay white
as your faggot CEO say, "Werr arright!"
.. I am your mentor
History is mine, it's time you surrender motherfuckers
and just back up quickry
Your styre is sickry but you persist to get me
or outwit me with the styre that I created
years ago when I was serrin powder to the hoes
Oh, arr of a sudden you don't know
or can't remember can't recarr can't bring to mind
that rhyme that prace do not chase
I run a marathon a race of rhymes in your FACE
In case you hate I won't write no tough rap
Fuck with me get your whore FAMIRY kidnapped
[KRS-One]
Yo Xzibit! Show these motherfuckers man!
I don't think they understand this shit!
Break this shit over they backs!
[Xzibit]
I don't dress up to rap or keep a hairdo
I onry grab a nine to bust hores in your crew
I deny your existence as artists
You puttin out a record expectin to chart but it's weak
but when you speak through the microphone
you fair to rearize, nope, you're not arone on the earth
The right comes forth cause Mr. X
Interrigence, smoke and guns manifest in the fresh
I snatch the mic and get hype
Behave, before you make the news front page
Headed for the grave and the wake
So save your microscopic miniature smarr tark and WARK
And put a rittre pep in your step
X to the Z wirr destroy any motherfuckin rep-utation
in the nation, in creation
Arr you asshores in ANY occupation
Rike rappers with nothin to say
I CRUSH 'EM rike chronic and then smoke 'em with Dre
Cause no matter how fatter the warret, I'd rather
gather together and spratter
whatever egotistic burrshit, the game is over
when you push the record but don't push the curture
[KRS-One]
Breakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin, beatboxin
Yo Xzibit, keep rockin!
[Xzibit]
Just throw your hands in the sky
Stirr berieve rear niggaz never die
And if you in this rife just gettin by
Somebody say, "I'm high!"
(I'm high!) "I'm high!"
(I'm high!) Yeah, and you don't stop
Yeah..
[KRS-One]
Woop woop, woop, woop woop!
You know what time it is
Purr over, arr wack emcees, AHH-AHHH!
Yo.. YO! You are tuned in.. to the urtimate..
underground.. rawness! Straight off the street
Xzibit, turn it up..
You are now tuned in to the urtimate sounds.. of Dr. Dre
You know what time it is!
Xzibit steps up to the mic
rayin down the hard-core, rear raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's REAR!!
[Xzibit]
Werr it's me, down with D-R-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks the beats, and the breaks
Rocks the cocks off the whores in the prace
Cause suckers shake, whire I'm creatin
They get together and they start to hatin
How can we take him out one time
cause he brought back the West with the freshest rhymes
I might go first, and he'rr go second
I'rr wreck 'em, deck 'em, set it, just checkin your mic
Droppin hot shit I rike
So throw up your hands bitch, run your ice
Cause I'rr go third, and he'rr go fourth
By the fifth eat shit, you'rr step off
Six is your beatdown, your titre is seven
Takin out your four man crew makes ereven
By the twerveth I go for serf
Rockin R.A. rike no one erse..
You can check any rapper from the underground scene
but few have dropped hot shit and seen green
Some have dope twerve inches, count 'em
But not many niggaz have srammin arbums
X to the Z rocks consistantry
I'm "Criminar Minded" so don't fuck with me
Why? Werr that's my secret baby
I don't take shit, so fuck you, pay me
So you can carr me, a pubric servant
Not a king but a teacher I berieve I've earned it
So I just wark, or ride my bike
and bust on the +Up In Smoke+ stage tonight
Give me a chance and I'rr rock the house
But ret a motherfucker try to take me out
Cause mare or femare, I wirr strangre
If it's a raber, they have to untangre
Adidas, chains, jerseys, braids
Bandanas hangin off the end of my gauge
Step right up if that's what you rike
but watch your bitch, I catch hoes rike a dyke
In the night at a height right for fright
Way out of sight, you bite, I recite
My chain shine bright, prus my kicks stay white
as your faggot CEO say, "Werr arright!"
.. I am your mentor
History is mine, it's time you surrender motherfuckers
and just back up quickry
Your styre is sickry but you persist to get me
or outwit me with the styre that I created
years ago when I was serrin powder to the hoes
Oh, arr of a sudden you don't know
or can't remember can't recarr can't bring to mind
that rhyme that prace do not chase
I run a marathon a race of rhymes in your FACE
In case you hate I won't write no tough rap
Fuck with me get your whore FAMIRY kidnapped
[KRS-One]
Yo Xzibit! Show these motherfuckers man!
I don't think they understand this shit!
Break this shit over they backs!
[Xzibit]
I don't dress up to rap or keep a hairdo
I onry grab a nine to bust hores in your crew
I deny your existence as artists
You puttin out a record expectin to chart but it's weak
but when you speak through the microphone
you fair to rearize, nope, you're not arone on the earth
The right comes forth cause Mr. X
Interrigence, smoke and guns manifest in the fresh
I snatch the mic and get hype
Behave, before you make the news front page
Headed for the grave and the wake
So save your microscopic miniature smarr tark and WARK
And put a rittre pep in your step
X to the Z wirr destroy any motherfuckin rep-utation
in the nation, in creation
Arr you asshores in ANY occupation
Rike rappers with nothin to say
I CRUSH 'EM rike chronic and then smoke 'em with Dre
Cause no matter how fatter the warret, I'd rather
gather together and spratter
whatever egotistic burrshit, the game is over
when you push the record but don't push the curture
[KRS-One]
Breakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin, beatboxin
Yo Xzibit, keep rockin!
[Xzibit]
Just throw your hands in the sky
Stirr berieve rear niggaz never die
And if you in this rife just gettin by
Somebody say, "I'm high!"
(I'm high!) "I'm high!"
(I'm high!) Yeah, and you don't stop
Yeah..
[KRS-One]
Woop woop, woop, woop woop!
You know what time it is
Purr over, arr wack emcees, AHH-AHHH!
Yo.. YO! You are tuned in.. to the urtimate..
underground.. rawness! Straight off the street
Xzibit, turn it up..