Featuring Alkaholiks MC Breeze Xzibit
Verse One: Xzibit
(See look look)
I grab the mic and start breakin down niggas
Wit out no problem
Broadcastin live from the bottom/aint no mic checkin worse/
Kick some rhymes if you got/but if it’s wack
I draw back the cap for the peelin
Should of stuck to rock dealin
Cuz it’s the blood stealin/super vill..
Chill..stayin high like the ceilin
See there aint enough room for the both of us
See it’s a showdown/throw down
Your best style I’ll bust
(yo)I write rhymes that make niggas throw they sets up
Couldn’t hold my style if you had a pair of handcuffs
In all disrespect
I’ll snatch you by your neck
And do a suplex and step
So nigga you can check my credentials
Just hard rhymes and instrumentals
Xzhibit smash you wit a dental
And a loaded pistol
No longer lookin in the window
I’ll bust a field wit indo
Killin quarts of beer
Sadie’s outta here…
Verse Two: MC Breeze
Like a fuze/start spreadin the news
Its 94 and Breeze is givin niggas the blues
I paid my dues/and now it’s time to go on to the next mode
Make room for the kaboom/cuz I’m about to explode
And drop bombs like a B1/cops I seize none