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XZIBIT : YEAR 2000 lyrics

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XZIBIT lyrics : "YEAR 2000"

I wanna speak to you mother$#&@ers for a minute
Yea thanks for the lighter
Anybody smoke here?

Aight, thats more for me you punk
Look, check it out, look

[verse 1]
Everybody, he was born to hustle

It's a very thin line between the boss
And the muscle
We foot soldiers

Face first in the trenches
Only time I'm on my back is $#&@ing these
Hoes and weight (*##$es

Hell's kitchen, raw kitchen
Never crying and (*##$ing and settling
For less

Metal in your chest, take a final breath
It's x-man the mercenary

Carry a .44 desert eagle
Feeding the people even if it ain't legal
Low-riding in the regal or the cadillac

Money stacked probably give yo $$# a
Heart attack
Purchased your last cd I want my money

You see the battle ima see you in the

Survival of the first to draw the heaters
And the cannons
Im guaranteed to be the last man standing

[chorus 2x]
Crack a bottle for your hard time

It's dedicated to my soldiers on the
Front line
This one's for all of us

Thinking bout your casualties
Learn from mistakes, protect your family
Cause it's the year 2000

[verse 2]
Everybody wannabe king

$#&@ everything
All this %#@! is bout to me mine
I hear it all the time

Live your life for the day
Easier to burn than papier-mache
Started with dre

Graduate to radioplay
I still ain't satisfied
Bout to blast off worldwide

Get in line check the politics
Ever wonder why only certain
Mother$#&@ers get rich

Ain't this a (*##$
Barely can eat, barely can pee
I dedicate my life to the street

It's not for you if your stomach is weak
Relax with dead bodies covered with sheets
Thats the only time I really find peace

Having violent stand-offs with the police
North hollywood beef
Grinding my teeth

Have you stuck and stunned in disbelief
New breed I'm the bad seed
Smoke your weed til my motha$#&@ing eyes

Dedicated to the ^!$$%s that despise us
So ain't nobody s'posed to be here

Besides us
Catch a flatline

[chorus 2x]

[verse 3]
I was one that never begged for nothing
Me and my homies build penitentiary

Running your mouth like a (*##$ cause you
All on my dick
What is he dogg pound now? is he still
With tha liks?

Is he rich? is xzibit a crip? this is
Business stay the $#&@ out of my family %#@!
A grown man, the back of my hand is what
You will see
If the x-fives make you believe

You check the sound scan I do the math
Me and my staff run a worldwide warpath
A bloodbath, make xzibit have a good laugh
It's going down, hit the ground like a
Plane crash

You lil [email protected]$)s ain't prepared for the x-man
Scared and desperate
Young and restless
There is no guest list
Move to the back of the line
Yo it's my time, prime time only where the

Beats and the rhyme shine

[chorus 2x]

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