Xzibit Just Maintain Lyrics

At the Speed of Life Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Grand Opening (interlude)
  • 2 At the Speed of Life
  • 3 Just Maintain
  • 4 Eyes May Shine
  • 5 Positively Negative
  • 6 Don’t Hate Me (interlude)
  • 7 Paparazzi
  • 8 The Foundation
  • 9 Mrs. Crabtree (interlude)
  • 10 Bird’s Eye View
  • 11 Hit & Run, Part II
  • 12 Carry the Weight
  • 13 Plastic Surgery
  • 14 Enemies & Friends
  • 15 Last Words (interlude)
  • [Xzibit]
    I look you in the grill
    And I laugh inside
    *****s always perpetratin
    Like they down to ride
    But please don't try to tell me
    What I can not see
    What's the real definiton
    Of A Fake MC
    Mutha****as only rappin since 93
    And expect all props
    Them gettin dropped like hot rocks
    "So stop what you doin cause I'm
    About to ruin".....
    Like Shock-G get turned to stone
    Tryin to rock me
    I separate my thought process
    From stress, 24 tracks inside my brain
    Tyrin to maintain
    I bang **** without no gang or jherri curls
    I seem like Kadeem
    In a whole different world
    It's the girls the cars *****s lose themselves
    Forgettin who they are
    When they try to be that superstar
    They don't understand
    It's all in the game plan
    Exploit the art
    And watch Hip-Hop fall apart
    But I'm a do my part, and stay true
    And keep breakin down ***** *****s like you

    [Hurrincane Gee]
    I'm not the type
    To play games or drop
    Name I just maintain
    And burn rappers out the frame
    Doin my part to stay true
    And keep breakin down
    ***** *****s like you

    But above all else
    I represent it for myself
    Leavin mutha****as stretched out
    Or better yet X-ed out
    Xzibit, Excelerate, I rush it to the extreme
    Like nicotine, never get me clean
    From your blood stream
    We all can't bust, so do it how you must
    But if you hustle, avoid gettin rushed
    With hand cuffs plus
    In got we trust but don't trust us, we just
    Add to the ashes, then pick up the dust
    Like that
    I make it seem
    Like you havin bad dreams
    Have you wakin up out your sleep
    By your own screams
    Xzibit has arrived Goddamit
    We bout to rock the whole planet
    And ***** *****s can't stand it
    Try to play the back and look intense
    You need to hit a fence
    You don't want none of this
    Hands on experience
    I'm no the type to play games
    Or drop names I just
    Maintain and drop rappers out the frame
    [Hurricane Gee]
    I bring it to the ruffest toughest
    Mic killers
    And you want to be *****s
    And you burn bithces, type vicious
    Imitating Hurricane flow for riches
    You don't know the half
    I got the ill vocab double rap style
    Gettin bucked
    More freaky than your last good ****
    Milkin you like ba ba pieces
    Meetin *****s lyrical wishes
    Writin rhymes and washin out dishes
    Flowin with the likwid wicked
    Representin with my ***** Xzibit
    And we gonna do it
    And do it and do it
    Til you satisfied! cause **** is tight
    Bodiqua C.E.O. on the mic
    Smashin and trashin
    **** Moschino fashion
    All you mutha****as need to stop askin
    Valued more than the chrome
    On your last set of wheels
    Hurricane here to reign on your brain
    Just maintain

    Written by: Alvin Joiner, Eric Brooks, Gloriree Rodriguez
    Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP

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