Shroomz
Xzibit
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It's a long day Friday It's like movin' all this weight Got Xzibit up tight, right Partner came through with two white boys (Dude) Talkin' noise bout a hot spot Where bitches come alone and niggas don't cock block Let the top drop And we out, hit the liquor store Give me O.E. And three blunts no, make it four Anything else? (Vitamin C pills and orange juice) What are you drinking, Gin? (Nah dude, it's the shroomz) The shroomz? Yeah, that's some other shit One of the reasons why George Clinton sees the mothership How high it make you get? Fucked up? Throwing up guts? Or do it have you stuck with soft dick and can't f*ck? Hold up Now chew 'em up and slam the orange juice Vitamin C chase, kill the taste You can tell it's nasty by the look on my face Don't get it twisted like a nigga coked up And druggied down, see Cannabis and mushrooms Be coming from the ground, all natural Post it at the club, looking funny-style Tight slack, pimp feather hat, where the bitches at? Yeah we giving orders at the bar holding money When all of a sudden all the people started looking funny And started lookin' runny and liquify Right before my very eye This a different kind of high (Oh shit, you see this shit These motherfuckers is melting and shit) Niggas and bitches walkin' by that I recognize Feeling hypnotized Pupils dialated, changing size That's when I heard the battle cries from across the room Set these crooked niggas straight Likwit Crew, activate Form of, a bunch of wild niggas mashing you Came crashing through Elbows and right hooks for you We got thrown out by this time my shit is blown out Pull the phone out acceleration and we bone out In the zone out beyond Captain Kurk and Klingon Shit that I'm on be high powered like a Yukon Back to my house, fucked up, tryna see straight How much of that bullshit did I actually take? (Two grams dude) God damn, no wonder why I feel like a underneath Told the white boy "Faggot, we got beef." Over did it holmes Niggas playin' bones in the living room Restless, tryna find anything to mess with Where my keys at? Pickin' up clothes, trying to fold the shit See my riot gage on the wall, better unload the shit Fucked up niggas and firearms don't mix right Cocked back the chamber, dumping shells 'til it felt light Thought I dumped them all, counted to seven But it was eight, straight I'm gone point the barrel at the floor, let it go
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Written by: ALVIN N. JOINER, ANTHONY D. WHEATON
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