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turban done came with the Taliban (Taliban)
In the cup put the pint, put the nine in my other hand (Uh-huh)
We got them bitches raidin', I'ma jump in it

a soul
But i got god and myself
I still work a 9 to 5 and
Run my label full time
Pretty lady 2 babies
26 I gotta grind
Ain't no wasting time with my hustle

gone hit the road the long way no detours this time
The Solo King my hustle shredded by the way I grind
And you can't avoid the traffic bruh ain't no way

should I mention that I'm literally on a plane by the engine
Got a lotta things
That I really wanna mention
So I put 'em out in the raps
That I'm sending

brother Vic stabbed him with a fork and got flipped on by they're mother
Moms sided with nigga who walked out only 3 months later
No wonder they hate her

We were ridin' by, listening to wind chimes

Hot summer days, kickin' it at recess
Like an engine man didn't even need rest
Having fun, dog couldn't

(Up)

We bout to pull up to the spot in 5
You should have at least 9 rolled by the time we get inside
This that spliff after spliff, smokers in real life

move the keys move em
I gotta dodge state troopers
Young nigga came up shooting
500 fifties
40 wit extension
Chevy with no engine
Foreign with the hemi

metres, maybe nine
The fuck is happening
I don't like it
Stop it
But that call had no answer
Apart from ankle, a light tap to mine
It's from a hand beneath

the clan by my side
And I no go hesitate
I go come with the 9
I go blow up some skulls
You go feel am for your mind !
That Igede boy
Body kekeree
But

c trill artist I peel off and the engine go vroom vroom
That's real carbon out the exhaust hit the pedal go zoom zoom
Got a little partridge in

your fuckin death sentence mind movin’ fast as a tech n9ne medley generally edgey with the pedal revvin’ up the engine
Like drunk sex this shit’s about

And I’m starting up the engines fore I mention all that left me so offended
Pour my efforts into strengthening my senses
Nights of senseless rhyming

you can't play in our shoes
Move out the way ain't no way ima lose
Best stay awake they ain't hitting my snooze
Work every day there's so much

Hey
What's up fam
How you doing
I am
Something wrong
We can talk
No I am
Just relax
You seem stressed
No I am
Oh really man
Yeah bruh I am
Fine
Let's

blatant say it
Straight to face
Check my engine got a new kit
Don't know where I'm headed but my fuse lit
Got fuel with all my fluids
Just flew by that's

Plastic 9 and a gen X 4 5
Seen the opp out laccing on bro side
Screeching stop it’s a wrap no bow tie
Handle my bizness
That’s the only thing that you gone

Arch Angels

Xzibit, Ras Kass

The Lawhouse Experience, Vol. 1

1997

the baseline like six by nines 
Crack addicts and Reggie Miller 
That's fo reala 
I X more Hollywood Squares than Phillis Dilla 

Hook: 
Xzibit: 
Yeah

In the center of the darkness 
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By

protection irrelevent
Step on boy like ah elephant
Eh no Mario Cart nigga
When meh Breda dem shell yuh down
Load up d nine, full up ah lead
One in d head

by visions selling out arenas - whippin em foreign engines -more exotic than this Benz is - 
Fortified with 45’s they mortified we get it 
Luxury homes

til I'm on the fringe
This pain feels electric, I'm driven by revenge 
It's like I'm in a tesla, no hands on the wheel 
Bitch I'm on auto pilot that's

pretty
My Nina four fifty, my tre' eight blue steel cost six fifty
V-8 racing engine, fuck niggas cant whip wit me, sip with me
I'm taking them shots, nine

Niggas always talking but ain't never walking
It was so disgusting how we left from no discussion
The engine start and park itself from just a couple