Xzibit

Xzibit - Double Time lyrics

<i>[Xzibit]</i>

Watch me watch me, bonafide hard copy

Hip-hop nazi dispose of the Liberace's

Extra extra, enjoy the lecture

from Hannibal Lector, now rewind selector

Bounce it bounce it, smoke by the ounces

Tan leather couches, niggaz that own houses (yeah)

Testing testing, treat you like a nigga

locked down for child molesting, I'll fuck you up punk (yeah)

Listen listen, never ass-kissin

Too much ambition, I'm hotter than Hell's kitchen (sssss)

Enter enter, the rhyme inventor

Front and center, bypass that ass like a sprinter

Get it get it, custom fitted

Dedicated to (?) one of the best that did it, huh

Terror terror, trial and error

Makin my name reign supreme and live forever

<i>[Chorus]</i>

Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin

Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin

Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin

Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin

<i>[*repeat Chorus again while Xzibit raps*]</i>

If y'all ain't givin a fuck

like Xzibit ain't givin a fuck then just throw your hands up

Double time, two times for me

Bring it live from the L.A.C., Mr. X to the Z

<i>[Xzibit]</i>

Liar liar, pants on fire

I won't stop rockin 'til I retire

Golden golden, State dominate this

Destroy the Matrix, that forever in the crate shit

Light it light it, please don't fight it

You're all invited, when we kick off the next riot (Welcome!)

Bust it bust it, get your crops dusted

Everybody off of the bus that ain't fuckin - NOW!

Spin it spin it, all up in it

For sale, one female, slightly dented (ha hah!)

Niggaz niggaz, political figures

Problem givers, fuck all those that ain't wit us (heh)

Rebel rebel, shoutin at the devil

Me and you faggot got some shit to settle, then

Kill 'em kill 'em, let slugs fill 'em

Smash through the club in Meoshe denim, yeah!

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Xzibit]</i>

Deadly deadly, bump this deadly medley

in whatever you rollin, even if it's stolen

Takin takin, your spot is the X man (YEAH!)

The heavy hand give a fuck about the next man

Digital digital, high tech respect

while the rest regress, burn out like a cigarette

Break it break it, stripped down naked

Tied up in a trunk on the way to Las Vegas (yeah)

Chokin chokin, you need to stop smokin

Motherfuck on that! Blaze a sack!

Rollin rollin, foldin bank

My first show was in the motherfuckin holdin tank, c'mon

<i>[Chorus]</i>

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