[{"id":31525378,"name":"Xzibit - X","trackName":"Xzibit - X","artistName":"Xzibit","albumName":"Xzibit - X","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah! Ladies and gentleman\nBroadcastin' live to you and yours\nIt's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit\nYeah, bouncin', c'mon\n\nThe first day of the rest of my life\nX stand behind the mic like Walter Cronkite\nY'all keep the spotlight, I'm keepin' my rhymes tight\nLose sight of what you believe and call it a night\nThis ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to\nTeflon territory you just can't shoot through\nYou gon' shoot who? (Who?) Not even on your best day\nRollin' the Wild West way, givin' it up\n\nLeavin' the whole world stuck not givin' a fuck\nLaid in the cut, now we break through in the rut\nHennessy and orange juice baby fill up a cup\nQuick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze\nLoosen up, let your hair down and join the festivities\nOvercrowd the house like lockdown facilities\nBitches be quick to give me brains while the pistol range\nGoin' up and down my dick like the stock exchange\n\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\nEver since Xzibit could spit, been on some pimp shit\nApproach every woman like a potential mistress\nShine bright, make sure that X stay tight\n'Cause tonight, I might meet my next ex-wife\nMr. Big Chief Reefer, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa\nI run it through and money come out\nRunnin' your mouth, I'll have somebody run in your house\nBorrow your spouse and have a little fun on the couch\n\nNow you know that it was bound to happen\nI came to give you what you lackin'\nWhenever you hear them other niggas rappin'\nRockin' chains, stadiums, paladiums, cracked craniums\nMy whole skeleton is dipped in titanium\nDrop-top tinted on twenties\nUsin' rappers like crash test dummies, stackin' real estate and money\nIt's funny how things change overnight when you thinkin' right\nI beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife\n\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\nWhat an event, we hardcore a hundred percent\nMakin' it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents\nThe real deal, how does it feel? No special effects\nYank the chain off of your neck, demand the respect\nNow all your conversations sound strange to me\nSeem like everybody around me done changed but me\nI stand alone on my own two feet\nStab a track, strangle the beat, Restless, no time for sleep\n\nNiggas be weak, I'm concrete like Benjamin Grimm\nIt's a very thin line between a foe and a friend\nStraight to the chin (not these niggas again)\nCall Doc, bounce to the spot and slide right in\nI ain't tryin' to see nothing but progress, regardless\nHome of the heartless, move right, remain cautious\nRepresent nothing but the hustle and struggle\nHennessy, rock plenty of ice, make it a double, and scream\n\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\nSo there you have it, A-B-C, D-P-G-C\nX to the motherfuckin' Z\nMr. Xuberant, Xtravagant, Xtraordinary, Xciting, X-a-lotta\nXO with a little bit of Xtacy\nX-ing your bitch-ass out if you tryin' to test the G\nAnd what's the recipe? Xcalibur weaponry\nAnd we shoot Xceptionally\nThat there is hot, X marks the spot?\nFuck naw, X spots the marks\nXclamation point, niggas","syncedLyrics":"[00:17.65] Yeah! Ladies and gentleman\n[00:20.26] Broadcastin' live to you and yours\n[00:22.05] It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit\n[00:25.25] Yeah, bouncin', c'mon\n[00:27.50] The first day of the rest of my life\n[00:29.76] X stand behind the mic like Walter Cronkite\n[00:31.92] Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keepin' my rhymes tight\n[00:34.28] Lose sight of what you believe and call it a night\n[00:36.84] This ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to\n[00:39.49] Teflon territory you just can't shoot through\n[00:41.91] You gon' shoot who? (Who?) Not even on your best day\n[00:44.54] Rollin' the Wild West way, givin' it up\n[00:46.33] Leavin' the whole world stuck not givin' a fuck\n[00:49.02] Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut\n[00:51.57] Hennessy and orange juice baby fill up a cup\n[00:54.27] Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze\n[00:56.46] Loosen up, let your hair down and join the festivities\n[00:59.01] Overcrowd the house like lockdown facilities\n[01:01.77] Bitches be quick to give me brains while the pistol range\n[01:04.23] Goin' up and down my dick like the stock exchange\n[01:06.59] (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n[01:09.14] (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n[01:11.82] (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n[01:14.77] (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n[01:16.69] (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n[01:19.61] (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n[01:21.81] (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n[01:24.32] (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n[01:26.43] Ever since Xzibit could spit, been on some pimp shit\n[01:29.10] Approach every woman like a potential mistress\n[01:31.29] Shine bright, make sure that X stay tight\n[01:33.57] 'Cause tonight, I might meet my next ex-wife\n[01:36.06] Mr. Big Chief Reefer, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa\n[01:38.85] I run it through and money come out\n[01:40.92] Runnin' your mouth, I'll have somebody run in your house\n[01:43.58] Borrow your spouse and have a little fun on the couch\n[01:45.61] Now you know that it was bound to happen\n[01:47.82] I came to give you what you lackin'\n[01:49.65] Whenever you hear them other niggas rappin'\n[01:51.05] Rockin' chains, stadiums, paladiums, cracked craniums\n[01:53.61] My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium\n[01:56.15] Drop-top tinted on twenties\n[01:57.89] Usin' rappers like crash test dummies, stackin' real estate and money\n[02:00.94] It's funny how things change overnight when you thinkin' right\n[02:03.47] I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife\n[02:05.95] (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n[02:08.90] (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n[02:11.42] (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n[02:13.67] (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n[02:16.57] (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n[02:18.65] (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n[02:20.87] (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n[02:23.31] (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n[02:25.97] What an event, we hardcore a hundred percent\n[02:28.03] Makin' it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents\n[02:30.10] The real deal, how does it feel? No special effects\n[02:32.87] Yank the chain off of your neck, demand the respect\n[02:35.05] Now all your conversations sound strange to me\n[02:37.63] Seem like everybody around me done changed but me\n[02:40.21] I stand alone on my own two feet\n[02:42.45] Stab a track, strangle the beat, Restless, no time for sleep\n[02:45.01] Niggas be weak, I'm concrete like Benjamin Grimm\n[02:47.97] It's a very thin line between a foe and a friend\n[02:50.02] Straight to the chin (not these niggas again)\n[02:52.67] Call Doc, bounce to the spot and slide right in\n[02:55.18] I ain't tryin' to see nothing but progress, regardless\n[02:57.90] Home of the heartless, move right, remain cautious\n[03:00.28] Represent nothing but the hustle and struggle\n[03:02.71] Hennessy, rock plenty of ice, make it a double, and scream\n[03:05.54] (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n[03:08.12] (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n[03:10.72] (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n[03:12.88] (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n[03:15.60] (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n[03:18.16] (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n[03:20.66] (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n[03:23.36] (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n[03:25.65] So there you have it, A-B-C, D-P-G-C\n[03:30.28] X to the motherfuckin' Z\n[03:33.03] Mr. Xuberant, Xtravagant, Xtraordinary, Xciting, X-a-lotta\n[03:39.82] XO with a little bit of Xtacy\n[03:42.43] X-ing your bitch-ass out if you tryin' to test the G\n[03:45.68] And what's the recipe? 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Not even on your best day\n  Rollin' the Wild West way, givin' it up\n\n  Leavin' the whole world stuck not givin' a fuck\n  Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut\n  Hennessy and orange juice baby fill up a cup\n  Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze\n  Loosen up, let your hair down and join the festivities\n  Overcrowd the house like lockdown facilities\n  Bitches be quick to give me brains while the pistol range\n  Goin' up and down my dick like the stock exchange\n\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\n  Ever since Xzibit could spit, been on some pimp shit\n  Approach every woman like a potential mistress\n  Shine bright, make sure that X stay tight\n  'Cause tonight, I might meet my next ex-wife\n  Mr. Big Chief Reefer, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa\n  I run it through and money come out\n  Runnin' your mouth, I'll have somebody run in your house\n  Borrow your spouse and have a little fun on the couch\n\n  Now you know that it was bound to happen\n  I came to give you what you lackin'\n  Whenever you hear them other niggas rappin'\n  Rockin' chains, stadiums, paladiums, cracked craniums\n  My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium\n  Drop-top tinted on twenties\n  Usin' rappers like crash test dummies, stackin' real estate and money\n  It's funny how things change overnight when you thinkin' right\n  I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife\n\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\n  What an event, we hardcore a hundred percent\n  Makin' it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents\n  The real deal, how does it feel? No special effects\n  Yank the chain off of your neck, demand the respect\n  Now all your conversations sound strange to me\n  Seem like everybody around me done changed but me\n  I stand alone on my own two feet\n  Stab a track, strangle the beat, Restless, no time for sleep\n\n  Niggas be weak, I'm concrete like Benjamin Grimm\n  It's a very thin line between a foe and a friend\n  Straight to the chin (not these niggas again)\n  Call Doc, bounce to the spot and slide right in\n  I ain't tryin' to see nothing but progress, regardless\n  Home of the heartless, move right, remain cautious\n  Represent nothing but the hustle and struggle\n  Hennessy, rock plenty of ice, make it a double, and scream\n\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\n  So there you have it, A-B-C, D-P-G-C\n  X to the motherfuckin' Z\n  Mr. Xuberant, Xtravagant, Xtraordinary, Xciting, X-a-lotta\n  XO with a little bit of Xtacy\n  X-ing your bitch-ass out if you tryin' to test the G\n  And what's the recipe? 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Not even on your best day\n  Rollin' the Wild West way, givin' it up\n\n  Leavin' the whole world stuck not givin' a fuck\n  Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut\n  Hennessy and orange juice baby fill up a cup\n  Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze\n  Loosen up, let your hair down and join the festivities\n  Overcrowd the house like lockdown facilities\n  Bitches be quick to give me brains while the pistol range\n  Goin' up and down my dick like the stock exchange\n\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\n  Ever since Xzibit could spit, been on some pimp shit\n  Approach every woman like a potential mistress\n  Shine bright, make sure that X stay tight\n  'Cause tonight, I might meet my next ex-wife\n  Mr. Big Chief Reefer, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa\n  I run it through and money come out\n  Runnin' your mouth, I'll have somebody run in your house\n  Borrow your spouse and have a little fun on the couch\n\n  Now you know that it was bound to happen\n  I came to give you what you lackin'\n  Whenever you hear them other niggas rappin'\n  Rockin' chains, stadiums, paladiums, cracked craniums\n  My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium\n  Drop-top tinted on twenties\n  Usin' rappers like crash test dummies, stackin' real estate and money\n  It's funny how things change overnight when you thinkin' right\n  I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife\n\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\n  What an event, we hardcore a hundred percent\n  Makin' it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents\n  The real deal, how does it feel? 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No special effects\nYank the chain off of your neck, demand the respect\nNow all your conversations sound strange to me\nIt be like everybody around me done changed but me\nI stand alone on my own two feet\nStab a track, strangle the beat\nRestless no time for sleep\nNiggas be weak, I'm concrete like Benjamin Grier\nIt's a very thin line between a foe and a friend\nStraight to the chin (Not these niggas again)\nCome back, bounce in the spot and slide right in\nI ain't trying to see nothing but progress, regardless\nHome of the heartless, move right, remain cautious\nRepresent nothing but the hustle and struggle\nHennessey, rock plenty of ice, making a double, now scream\nRearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) Won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) Won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\nSo there you have it, D-P-G-see\nX to the motherfucking Z\nMr. Exuberant, Extravagant, Extraordinary, Exciting, X-a-lotta\nX-O with a little bit of Ecstasy\nXing your bitch-ass out if you trying to test the G\nAnd what's the recipe? Excalibur weaponry\nAnd we shoot exceptionally\nThat there is hot X marks the spot?\nFuck naw, X spots the marks\nExclamation point, niggaz!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: X (Clean Version w/o Snoop)\n  artist: Xzibit\n  album: Xzibit\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, ladies and gentleman\n  Broadcasting live to you and yours\n  It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit\n  Yeah, bouncing, come on\n\n  The first day of the rest of my life\n  X stand behind the mic like Walker Cronkite\n  Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keeping my rhymes tight\n  Lose sight of what you believe and call it a night\n  This ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to\n  Teflon territory you just can't shoot through\n  You gonna shoot who? (Who?) 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Humiliation\n\n  Pure elevation, got me some inspiration\n  Two bitches in bubble baths, a beautiful invitation\n  Got a live occupation, live for the moment\n  I'm faced with an altercation manhandlin' my opponents\n\n  I got eyes in the back of my head\n  I never sleep so they bloodshot red\n  Yo, we so far ahead of our time\n  If we can stop life and press rewind\n  You still wouldn't catch up 'til 2K and a dime, so turn it up\n\n  Turn it up, turn it up\n  This is it, this is it\n  We the shit, we the shit\n  Get with it\n\n  Give a fuck, give a fuck\n  Who you wit', who you wit'\n  Turn it up, turn it up\n  Get with it\n\n  Truthfully speakin', it's lonely up here all by myself\n  So I had to come down and pass around some help\n  From N.W.A to whatever's next\n  Make sure it says, \"Andre Young\", in bold letters on big checks\n\n  Your shit ain't sellin'? Fuck it, get Dr. Dre on it\n  You got a budget? 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Ladies and gentleman\nBroadcastin' live to you and yours\nIt's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit\nYeah, bouncin', c'mon\n\nThe first day of the rest of my life\nX stand behind the mic like Walter Cronkite\nY'all keep the spotlight, I'm keepin' my rhymes tight\nLose sight of what you believe and call it a night\nThis ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to\nTeflon territory you just can't shoot through\nYou gon' shoot who? (Who?) Not even on your best day\nRollin' the Wild West way, givin' it up\n\nLeavin' the whole world stuck not givin' a fuck\nLaid in the cut, now we break through in the rut\nHennessy and orange juice baby fill up a cup\nQuick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze\nLoosen up, let your hair down and join the festivities\nOvercrowd the house like lockdown facilities\nBitches be quick to give me brains while the pistol range\nGoin' up and down my dick like the stock exchange\n\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\nEver since Xzibit could spit, been on some pimp shit\nApproach every woman like a potential mistress\nShine bright, make sure that X stay tight\n'Cause tonight, I might meet my next ex-wife\nMr. Big Chief Reefer, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa\nI run it through and money come out\nRunnin' your mouth, I'll have somebody run in your house\nBorrow your spouse and have a little fun on the couch\n\nNow you know that it was bound to happen\nI came to give you what you lackin'\nWhenever you hear them other niggas rappin'\nRockin' chains, stadiums, paladiums, cracked craniums\nMy whole skeleton is dipped in titanium\nDrop-top tinted on twenties\nUsin' rappers like crash test dummies, stackin' real estate and money\nIt's funny how things change overnight when you thinkin' right\nI beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife\n\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\nWhat an event, we hardcore a hundred percent\nMakin' it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents\nThe real deal, how does it feel? No special effects\nYank the chain off of your neck, demand the respect\nNow all your conversations sound strange to me\nSeem like everybody around me done changed but me\nI stand alone on my own two feet\nStab a track, strangle the beat, Restless, no time for sleep\n\nNiggas be weak, I'm concrete like Benjamin Grimm\nIt's a very thin line between a foe and a friend\nStraight to the chin (not these niggas again)\nCall Doc, bounce to the spot and slide right in\nI ain't tryin' to see nothing but progress, regardless\nHome of the heartless, move right, remain cautious\nRepresent nothing but the hustle and struggle\nHennessy, rock plenty of ice, make it a double, and scream\n\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n(X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n(X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n(X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n(X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\nSo there you have it, A-B-C, D-P-G-C\nX to the motherfuckin' Z\nMr. Xuberant, Xtravagant, Xtraordinary, Xciting, X-a-lotta\nXO with a little bit of Xtacy\nX-ing your bitch-ass out if you tryin' to test the G\nAnd what's the recipe? 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Xcalibur weaponry\n  start_ms: 225670\n  end_ms: 229230\n- text: And we shoot Xceptionally\n  start_ms: 229230\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: That there is hot, X marks the spot?\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234200\n- text: Fuck naw, X spots the marks\n  start_ms: 234200\n  end_ms: 236980\n- text: Xclamation point, niggas\n  start_ms: 236980\n  end_ms: 250030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 250030\nplain: |-\n  Yeah! Ladies and gentleman\n  Broadcastin' live to you and yours\n  It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit\n  Yeah, bouncin', c'mon\n\n  The first day of the rest of my life\n  X stand behind the mic like Walter Cronkite\n  Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keepin' my rhymes tight\n  Lose sight of what you believe and call it a night\n  This ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to\n  Teflon territory you just can't shoot through\n  You gon' shoot who? (Who?) Not even on your best day\n  Rollin' the Wild West way, givin' it up\n\n  Leavin' the whole world stuck not givin' a fuck\n  Laid in the cut, now we break through in the rut\n  Hennessy and orange juice baby fill up a cup\n  Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze\n  Loosen up, let your hair down and join the festivities\n  Overcrowd the house like lockdown facilities\n  Bitches be quick to give me brains while the pistol range\n  Goin' up and down my dick like the stock exchange\n\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\n  Ever since Xzibit could spit, been on some pimp shit\n  Approach every woman like a potential mistress\n  Shine bright, make sure that X stay tight\n  'Cause tonight, I might meet my next ex-wife\n  Mr. Big Chief Reefer, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa\n  I run it through and money come out\n  Runnin' your mouth, I'll have somebody run in your house\n  Borrow your spouse and have a little fun on the couch\n\n  Now you know that it was bound to happen\n  I came to give you what you lackin'\n  Whenever you hear them other niggas rappin'\n  Rockin' chains, stadiums, paladiums, cracked craniums\n  My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium\n  Drop-top tinted on twenties\n  Usin' rappers like crash test dummies, stackin' real estate and money\n  It's funny how things change overnight when you thinkin' right\n  I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife\n\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\n  What an event, we hardcore a hundred percent\n  Makin' it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents\n  The real deal, how does it feel? No special effects\n  Yank the chain off of your neck, demand the respect\n  Now all your conversations sound strange to me\n  Seem like everybody around me done changed but me\n  I stand alone on my own two feet\n  Stab a track, strangle the beat, Restless, no time for sleep\n\n  Niggas be weak, I'm concrete like Benjamin Grimm\n  It's a very thin line between a foe and a friend\n  Straight to the chin (not these niggas again)\n  Call Doc, bounce to the spot and slide right in\n  I ain't tryin' to see nothing but progress, regardless\n  Home of the heartless, move right, remain cautious\n  Represent nothing but the hustle and struggle\n  Hennessy, rock plenty of ice, make it a double, and scream\n\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n  (X) rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound\n  (X) won't even say your own name when I come around\n  (X) stay on top but remain from the underground\n  (X) to the Z and we all in the family\n\n  So there you have it, A-B-C, D-P-G-C\n  X to the motherfuckin' Z\n  Mr. Xuberant, Xtravagant, Xtraordinary, Xciting, X-a-lotta\n  XO with a little bit of Xtacy\n  X-ing your bitch-ass out if you tryin' to test the G\n  And what's the recipe? Xcalibur weaponry\n  And we shoot Xceptionally\n  That there is hot, X marks the spot?\n  Fuck naw, X spots the marks\n  Xclamation point, niggas\n"}]