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State Of Hip Hop Vsxzibit Lyrics - Napalm - Xzibit

Man, I'm talking about that six four rag top 

Green, with the back racked 

Everything mat black, caught it in a six pack 

You know what the fuck it is and what I came to do 

Now put your hands up in the air, like I'm about to shoot 

My agenda is here, crystal perfectly clear 

Breathe apocalypse in, we have nothing to fear 

We have nothing to lose, pressure applying the rules 

Wasp on a motherfucker and knock him up out of his shoes 

That's what my coast love, good money, great drugs 

Every bad bitch you can think of 

Swagged out, locked out, flamed on, purve out 

Shit face from shots, your words come swirled up 

Better put the word out, mind I find the mediocre 

I'm a bust it down, serve 'em like a bunch of smokers 

You can fuck around, who else get the fly 

You know I asked your little mind is your prime world dying over 

 

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Order in the court, that's what you came to see 

The state of hip hop versus mister X to the Z 

Not a verdict to see, just the moment of truth 

Fighting the fight of my life, jury ready to shoot 

I be my own attorney, watching you try to burn me down 

Testimony testifier from the underground 

Order in the court, that's what you came to see 

The state of hip hop versus mister X to the Z 

 

I create in a dark, darkest place in my heart 

I finish off with your started terror, I tear you apart 

I am not for the cage, I'm the climb to the change 

Dread the eye and the needle, that means accurate aim 

That means I can arrange haters and hideous things 

I'm the sickness you feel, sickness from popping a vein 

Paranormal presence to people who can never explain 

Why deal with the devil when dealing with you is the same 

I got a proposition for all you bitches listening 

Get in position, let me nail it like a crucifixion 

Give you what you've been missing 

A man in my condition shouldn't be allowed around crowds without supervision 

Call it a superstition, can't get this out my system 

I got a fetish for fucking over my opposition 

It's time to set the standing, the mother ship is landing 

We didn't come here in peace, we're here to take the player 

 

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