Xzibit:. When it comes to shit like this. I always get it right the first time. playa haters and snakes. waitin' for mistakes. But that's the breaks the highs and lows. Of the industry. D.I.T.C. and X to the Z. Bringin' it live. Get it crackin' to the third degree. Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V.. We gring rap to your city like B.E.T.. But still feel California. Is the place to be Catashtrophy.... Tash:. The Alkaholiks is back to fry you. Xtra crispy. With the skills that make the plots. to dis me Xtra risky. Cause the time it takes to infiltrate. And stop my forward motion. California will have broken off. And fell into the ocean. Cause i rocked around the world. With my ill type skill. Step for real or I'll leave your grill scarred like Seal. Cause I regulate the sectin where the drinks. Is gettin blended. Certified bartender. So catch the 40. When I send it your way. Xzibit:. Niggas that hustle. Till the day light break. Go to county 20 times. Still can't go straight. Don't nothin in the mothafuckin'. World come free. I'll never see a nine to five. Cause it just ain't me. (It's like this). Xzibit shall hustle lift build muscle. And think like Russell. Survive and bring it live and direct. To any crowd through out the world. Like this come home. And smoke a spliff in the benz. With Swift. Chorus(2 Times). Xzibit:. I'm fucked up J-Ro. J-Ro:. Yo i'm fucked up to. Lookin' at these bitches. From a birds eye view. My name is J-Ro from tthe Likwit Crew. Hurricane G:. So what nigga is it you wanna do. J-Ro:. My flow is metaphorical. Historicly correct. What do you expect from a nigga. With my intellect. East coast representing West coast gangsta. New I ain't trippin'. I call up King Tee we go dippin'. Through the streets. Pumpin' hard core Likwit beats. Flowin' air blowin' loungin'. Inn them leather seats. Think gback how we used to rock the house party. Now we jsut fuckin' it up for everybody. Xzibit:. How dare you try to compare. Yourself to the original. Professional Xzibit break you down. Like correctional Facilitys. Limit all capabilities muthafuck MC's. Hard to read like Japanese. I'm spreading like disease. So I can't be stopped. By who you run with your click. Or the Btich ass cops. Xzibits' first LP. It hit your black like crack rock. I'm blowin' up your spot by remote. Mr. Cut Throat. J-Ro:. I"m from Cystal-ifornia. I warned ya I'd be on ya. The Ro is outer national. Cold as Henne-sota. I smoke 12 MC's a day. Just to fill my quota. From Fourty 0-hio. All the way to Ore-gin. Buddy my fingers are bloody Now I'm Washing-ten. I clown from Brew-york. Down to Mi-ti-ami. I soak up game like a shammy. Understand me?. Hook. Tash:. So Elizabeth it's MC's. That's comin' to join ya. Some will be from NYC And some will be from California. Cause I drop the lyrics on you. From beneath the Earth's surface. Where I write rhymes so fresh. I try to bite my own verses. Cause the purpose of my flow. Is to let you know. My style is badder than the water. Down in Mexico. Cause RICO blend styles liek juice and gin. I got the Likwit shit. That have you seein' double. Like the Twins. Hook.