Текст (слова) песни: Xzibit - Step Up

(wait a minute, um)

Crooked i:
This is the art of, manslaughter
When i`m rockin` i`m more shockin` than droppin` a boom box in bath water
You entered the wrong scuffle
You catchin` a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own knuckles
Deliver the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round, before you hit the ground,
Your body spin around, in six circles
Diminishin` infamous menaces
I`m waitin` to get dicced, if not, i`m a start finishin` innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), i`m breezin the region
Freezin g`s in your legion
Freakin` ancient techniques when i`m speakin` phoenician
It`s all about crooked
These bitches shout crooked
I`ll make you say the west coast aint shit without crooked
I own a vicious label, niggas`ll get disabled
When i`m spittin` rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I load this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that`s for crooked i, the scrap happy, mic snatcha

Daz:
Motherfuccers can you dig that, huh?
Can you fucc with this?
Let`s get kurupt the kingpin to fucc y`all niggas up
Y`all don`t wanna see none of this west coast mc shit
Yeah, how you like me now motherfucker!?!

Kurupt:
Terror starts, in the midst of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals float like arts
In the mystic state of mind, when i create a rhyme
My microphone massacres every year the same time
With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone night stalker
With a tendency of bashing mcs, like ten of me
As you can see i continue mashin` mcs
Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get clearer
Extra-terrestrial microphone terror
In effect, get infected
Tell me what the fucc you expected
These venemous injections
I leave whole sections, and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melodies and selections
I select the methods of slow anguish
I mangle shit with my language
Tell me, have you ever seen one elope
With the microphone
In a scandal like abilities to make mcs explode
Baboom, alone in my own zone
So don`t compare me to none
Not one`s nearly
Severe, cuz i severely, impare mcs
Near me, oppose and fear me, i got plots and theories
Sincerely, i could have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for touching microphones
With no knowledge on how to rock

Daz:
Yeah, back in effect, it don`t stop
Turn your speakers up, dj battlecat on the table
We fuckin` it up like this and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy xzibit in the motherfuccin` house
Alkaholiks!

Xzibit:
When i was enlisted
I came to the table double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemies
Bust shots up in the sky screamin` obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to italy
It`ll be, a cold day in hell when you see xzibit fail
Act like a bitch on bail, tuck tail, and run
See we do it how it can`t be done
I`m the rough cut, plus how the west was won
Or direct descendant of the gatling gun
Don`t test me son, you fucc around and catch you one
That aint a threat, that`s a promise i can definitely keep
You can`t compete wit` 25 niggas wit` heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after after round at you
All hell break lose when the whole pound come through
I found that you and yours, can never fucc wit` mine
I own shit but gimme some more like busta rhymes
Cross the line, now you gotta pay the piper
I`m the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin` the crowds hyper
It`s ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can`t stop till me and my niggas is platinum plus
My dogg kurupt

Daz:
Yeah, no shit
Yeah, y`all can`t fucc wit` that

That`s what i`m talkin` about
West coast, we been doin` this shit for years
Aint nothin` happenin` wit` that
Battlecat
(don`t step up)
Right, right
(don`t step up, unles you wanna get hurt)
Huh, huh, huh

(get get get get hurt)
Whatcha say
Motherfuccas that be hangin` in the battle
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
That`s what i`m talkin` about
Daz dillinger
(don`t step up, unless you wanna get hurt)
Break it down, break it down
Huh

(mixed with battlecat`s scratching)

Motherfuccas can`t fade this shit

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Can you fucc with this? Let`s get kurupt the kingpin to fucc y`all niggas up Y`all don`t wanna see none of this west coast mc shit Yeah, how you like me now motherfucker!?! Kurupt: Terror starts, in the midst of your heart, starts The storm, my vocals float like arts In the mystic state of mind, when i create a rhyme My microphone massacres every year the same time With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker Up against the microphone night stalker With a tendency of bashing mcs, like ten of me As you can see i continue mashin` mcs Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get clearer Extra-terrestrial microphone terror In effect, get infected Tell me what the fucc you expected These venemous injections I leave whole sections, and sections full of injections From these poisenous melodies and selections I select the methods of slow anguish I mangle shit with my language Tell me, have you ever seen one elope With the microphone In a scandal like abilities to make mcs explode Baboom, alone in my own zone So don`t compare me to none Not one`s nearly Severe, cuz i severely, impare mcs Near me, oppose and fear me, i got plots and theories Sincerely, i could have the spot locked Niggas get stoned for touching microphones With no knowledge on how to rock Daz: Yeah, back in effect, it don`t stop Turn your speakers up, dj battlecat on the table We fuckin` it up like this and like that, yeah Got my homeboy xzibit in the motherfuccin` house Alkaholiks! Xzibit: When i was enlisted I came to the table double fisted Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemies Bust shots up in the sky screamin` obsenities Make niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to italy It`ll be, a cold day in hell when you see xzibit fail Act like a bitch on bail, tuck tail, and run See we do it how it can`t be done I`m the rough cut, plus how the west was won Or direct descendant of the gatling gun Don`t test me son, you fucc around and catch you one That aint a threat, that`s a promise i can definitely keep You can`t compete wit` 25 niggas wit` heat in the street Ready to repeat, round after after round at you All hell break lose when the whole pound come through I found that you and yours, can never fucc wit` mine I own shit but gimme some more like busta rhymes Cross the line, now you gotta pay the piper I`m the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin` the crowds hyper It`s ashes to ashes and dust to dust Can`t stop till me and my niggas is platinum plus My dogg kurupt Daz: Yeah, no shit Yeah, y`all can`t fucc wit` that That`s what i`m talkin` about West coast, we been doin` this shit for years Aint nothin` happenin` wit` that Battlecat (don`t step up) Right, right (don`t step up, unles you wanna get hurt) Huh, huh, huh (get get get get hurt) Whatcha say Motherfuccas that be hangin` in the battle (get hurt, get get get get hurt) That`s what i`m talkin` about Daz dillinger (don`t step up, unless you wanna get hurt) Break it down, break it down Huh (mixed with battlecat`s scratching) Motherfuccas can`t fade this shit Нравится песня? 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