Man vs Machine

Xzibit lyrics

Xzibit lyrics

"Loose Cannons Lyrics"

Best Of Me Lyrics
I've been trying to forget you girl Since you put me down I hear you're working on the same thing too All over this town But we end up right back in the middle Of a love that's tried and true Baby if we try, try just a little You will see How true I want to be t


Intro: repeat 4x



"yo man, I dont think they heard you

Wont ya tell em what your name is? " -> dr. dre

"daz, kurupt.."



[xzibit]

Aight everybody get on the ground right now

Yeah, this is not your money this is insured by the federal government

So this is not your money, dont move

Dont be a hero, and you wont get blown the fuck up right now

Yeah, aight yall we got three minutes

Startin now lets keep it rollin



[dogg pound]
Wasted Ready Lyrics
Forcefield, supershield, AA. Junior high love affair is OK. Jump on the big wagon 'cause I'm SoCal. I'm big in every way. I'm running as fast as I can. She goes above and beyond her call of duty. She is a slut but her ex thinks it
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Hit the bank from the back

Double the trouble, forcin my entry

The first nigga that I saw, shot him in the jaw

Xzibit started stompin him and so did we (get down bitch)

Aww shit, about time we started dumpin on security

High society -- takin whats mine

Snatchin each purse after purse -- for every nickel and dime

Premeditated created by the scorn and the hate

But I made ma, the big time, lights and the shine

Its a full scale war -- everybody bear arms

Wear body armor, national arms

Dip away
Nas Ne Dogoniat In Swedish Lyrics
r?ken av sigarrerna en gammal bukett jag ser p? tv 24 timmar om dygnet. balkongen st?r ?ppen och telefonen ringer inte. kan inte andas utan dej och jag s?ger till mej sj?lv. det h?nde bara j
to get away -- sirens alarms screamin

Yellin out, "hell demons of war"

Hell hounds that surround the wells fargo browns

No tomorrow, hollow, harness rounds



Take a sip of your perrier

To pay, ima dump like a dumptruck, scramble to make my escape

Dat nigga daz, shootin so nothin else come in

Im shootin in the opposite direction, we closed in

Shells spread nigga -- because we can do the work

First things first -- like snoop, ima shoot the clerk

And I did -- now its time to split -- get nigga ge
A Song For Folklegacy Lyrics
A SONG FOR FOLK-LEGACY (Or A Record Edged in Black) written with a bow to tradition, by Bob Clayton c. 1986 1. I was standing by my window one fine morning, Without a though of worry or of care, When i saw the postman coming
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(lets go) dumpin and shoot the hostages

Soopafly outside in the ride

Bout to start shootin everything that he see outside



[xzibit]

Loose cannons, face covered with bandanas

Chrome pieces - motherfuck the police

Its everybody killers on mine

If I ever get caught for crime, wont be doin federal time

Loose cannons, face covered with bandanas

Chrome pieces - motherfuck the police

Its everybody killers on mine

If I ever get caught for crime, wont be doin federal time


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