I mean?? ?Yeah, yeah, alright, I'll be over there in a minute? ?Peace?, ?Alright? It's a lazy Sunday night, Xzibit posted at the lab Getting high as
m from up north a New York City nigga About 6 feet I weigh a buck 50 nigga Not a pretty nigga smooth criminal type Freestyle or write I could do this all night
Jetting back to the lab, I'm getting back on my job I'm fully backed by the Mobb, I keep my back to the wall keep the blacks to my wall I'm trying to
back with a vision DipSet in this bitch, you know I'm a menace, nigga It's uhh, what is this? DipSet What is this? Byrd game What is this? That certified
Yeah, that?s the beat right there I?m about to black out with 100 bars On some professional shit So don?t try this at home, yo, yo, yo, yo My style of
motto, I didn't write but this I quote "It ain't where you put your words, it's where you don't" End quote, an' wit this in mind Yo, I bring flows more
shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck
on a train That's eleven and a half cars long I can only work at night Cause the things I do are wrong We carry some nasty substances On this little night
comin straight for the head ("Watch me!") This be the song at hand, understand Even though I never rocked the stage on Summer Jam I'm in the lab makin
I'm like, "Holy Christ!" Is somebody tryin' to come up in my crib? I'm like "Who the fuck is this?", like Notorious Big He wore a black suit with a black
a half For stabbin a bitch, when I'd rather be in my lab stabbin a bitch Licken her out then im kickin her out I gots the best work on the block, this
with mics Ancient warriors fight, barbarians swingin swords Killarmy militant warlords Military war slang who's to blame Government officials, evil minds that govern this land gotta plan For the blacks
my... that's my word. [raekwon] Yo, yo, yo, up in the hilton, buildin, playin outfieldin The black 90210 cat was chillin Then spottin this, somethin like fabulous with ice on Fly night
I figured what the hell So we yell out, hey girl, they yell back Maybe two in the front, maybe two in the back But they had this dark tag, couldn't see through the black
Fugee this, Fugee that Where Fugee At? I need Fugees to spit up on this track Lauryn if you're listenin, Pras if you're listenin Gimme a call I'm in the lab