Xzibit - Year 2000 Lyrics
I wanna speak to you mother*****ers for a minuteYea thanks for the lighterAnybody smoke here?Aight, thats more for me you punkMother*****ersLook, check it out, look[verse 1]Everybody, he was born to hustleIts a very thin line between the bossAnd the muscleWe foot soldiersFace first in the trenchesOnly time Im on my back is *****ing theseHoes and weight *****esHells kitchen, raw kitchenNever crying and *****ing and settlingFor lessMetal in your chest, take a final breathRevolutionaryIts x-man the mercenaryCarry a .44 desert eagleFeeding the people even if it aint legalLow-riding in the regal or the cadillacMoney stacked probably give yo ass aHeart attackPurchased your last cd I want my moneyBackYou see the battle ima see you in theStreetSurvival of the first to draw the heatersAnd the cannonsIm guaranteed to be the last man standing[chorus 2x]Crack a bottle for your hard timeIts dedicated to my soldiers on theFront lineThis ones for all of usThinking bout your casualtiesLearn from mistakes, protect your familyCause its the year 2000[verse 2]Everybody wannabe king***** everythingAll this shit is bout to me mineI hear it all the timeLive your life for the dayEasier to burn than papier-macheStarted with dreGraduate to radioplayI still aint satisfiedBout to blast off worldwideGet in line check the politicsEver wonder why only certainMother*****ers get richAint this a *****Barely can eat, barely can peeI dedicate my life to the streetIts not for you if your stomach is weakRelax with dead bodies covered with sheetsThats the only time I really find peaceHaving violent stand-offs with the policeNorth hollywood beefGrinding my teethHave you stuck and stunned in disbeliefNew breed Im the bad seedSmoke your weed til my motha*****ing eyesBleedDedicated to the niggas that despise usSo aint nobody sposed to be hereBesides usCatch a flatline[chorus 2x][verse 3]I was one that never begged for nothingMe and my homies build penitentiaryHuff-itRunning your mouth like a ***** cause youAll on my dickWhat is he dogg pound now? is he stillWith tha liks?Is he rich? is xzibit a crip? this isBusiness stay the ***** out of my family shitA grown man, the back of my hand is whatYou will seeIf the x-fives make you believeYou check the sound scan I do the mathMe and my staff run a worldwide warpathA bloodbath, make xzibit have a good laughIts going down, hit the ground like aPlane crashYou lil fags aint prepared for the x-manScared and desperateYoung and restlessThere is no guest listMove to the back of the lineYo its my time, prime time only where theBeats and the rhyme shine[chorus 2x]
