Kenny Parker Show 2001 Lyrics by Xzibit

Kenny Parker Show 2001 Lyrics

    [KRS-One]
    You are now tuned in to the ultimate sounds.. of Dr. Dre
    You know what time it is!
    Xzibit steps up to the mic
    layin down the hard-core, real raw, underground
    My name is KRS-One, and it's REAL!!

    [Xzibit]
    Well it's me, down with D-R-E
    X to the Z rocks any party
    Rocks the beats, and the breaks
    Rocks the cocks off the whores in the place
    Cause suckers shake, while I'm creatin
    They get together and they start to hatin
    How can we take him out one time
    cause he brought back the West with the freshest rhymes
    I might go first, and he'll go second
    I'll wreck 'em, deck 'em, set it, just checkin your mic
    Droppin hot shit I like
    So throw up your hands bitch, run your ice
    Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
    By the fifth eat shit, you'll step off
    Six is your beatdown, your title is seven
    Takin out your four man crew makes eleven
    By the twelveth I go for self
    Rockin L.A. like no one else..
    You can check any rapper from the underground scene
    but few have dropped hot shit and seen green
    Some have dope twelve inches, count 'em
    But not many niggaz have slammin albums
    X to the Z rocks consistantly
    I'm "Criminal Minded" so don't fuck with me
    Why? Well that's my secret baby
    I don't take shit, so fuck you, pay me
    So you can call me, a public servant
    Not a king but a teacher I believe I've earned it
    So I just walk, or ride my bike
    and bust on the +Up In Smoke+ stage tonight
    Give me a chance and I'll rock the house
    But let a motherfucker try to take me out
    Cause male or female, I will strangle
    If it's a label, they have to untangle
    Adidas, chains, jerseys, braids
    Bandanas hangin off the end of my gauge
    Step right up if that's what you like
    but watch your bitch, I catch hoes like a dyke
    In the night at a height right for flight
    Way out of sight, you bite, I recite
    My chain shine bright, plus my kicks stay white
    as your faggot CEO say, "Well alright!"
    .. I am your mentor
    History is mine, it's time you surrender motherfuckers
    and just back up quickly
    Your style is sickly but you persist to get me
    or outwit me with the style that I created
    years ago when I was sellin powder to the hoes
    Oh, all of a sudden you don't know
    or can't remember can't recall can't bring to mind
    that rhyme that place do not chase
    I run a marathon a race of rhymes in your FACE
    In case you hate I won't write no tough rap
    Fuck with me get your whole FAMILY kidnapped

    [KRS-One]
    Yo Xzibit! Show these motherfuckers man!
    I don't think they understand this shit!
    Break this shit over they backs!

    [Xzibit]
    I don't dress up to rap or keep a hairdo
    I only grab a nine to bust holes in your crew
    I deny your existence as artists
    You puttin out a record expectin to chart but it's weak
    but when you speak through the microphone
    you fail to realize, nope, you're not alone on the earth
    The light comes forth cause Mr. X
    Intelligence, smoke and guns manifest in the flesh
    I snatch the mic and get hype
    Behave, before you make the news front page
    Headed for the grave and the wake
    So save your microscopic miniature small talk and WALK
    And put a little pep in your step
    X to the Z will destroy any motherfuckin rep-utation
    in the nation, in creation
    All you assholes in ANY occupation
    Like rappers with nothin to say
    I CRUSH 'EM like chronic and then smoke 'em with Dre
    Cause no matter how fatter the wallet, I'd rather
    gather together and splatter
    whatever egotistic bullshit, the game is over
    when you push the record but don't push the culture

    [KRS-One]
    Breakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin, beatboxin
    Yo Xzibit, keep rockin!

    [Xzibit]
    Just throw your hands in the sky
    Still believe real niggaz never die
    And if you in this life just gettin by
    Somebody say, "I'm high!"
    (I'm high!) "I'm high!"
    (I'm high!) Yeah, and you don't stop
    Yeah..

    [KRS-One]
    Woop woop, woop, woop woop!
    You know what time it is
    Pull over, all wack emcees, AHH-AHHH!
    Yo.. YO! You are tuned in.. to the ultimate..
    underground.. rawness! Straight off the street
    Xzibit, turn it up..

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