Xzibit What a Mess Lyrics
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Huh.. what a mess
Yeah.. I see you (PRIMO!!)
Yeah.. I was blessed with some clarity right?
Uh-huh, hah.. I'ma sit back
Tell you *****z what I been lookin at, huh
why'all *****z is killin me
You got Bloods and Crips in New York City, is anybody feelin me?
I ain't concerned with who gon' shoot who
I'm only concerned with music, and who break through
**** YOU, for thinkin platinum is the ultimate goal
These ****** *****z gettin they money, but losin they soul
I don't want to hear **** from you *****z with no background
No backbones, you get no chance to back down
Deal how we deal witcha, peons, no chips
Changin whips out so they can look richer
I see the big picture, startin in the kitchen
with bricks and Pyrex pots, the widescreen edition
Listen, I seen *****z hit with so much time loc
They have to die and come back three times to see them white folks
Take notes, cause you will be tested
Vested up, drunk as ****, large caliber weapons
I feel you.. rap *****z, ****in it up
Monkey-mouthed muh'****ers, spoilin the cut
For real *****z in the street, really hustlin weight
See they networks and blueprints on hip-hop tapes
Johnny Law catchin on, soakin up the game
How you think they find the stash spots and follow the slang? STUPID
Grown men playin cops and robbers
Death for dollars, I'm too laid back to holla
[Chorus 2X: (scratched by DJ Premier)]
[X] What a mess..
"And Ruff up, the **********in House" - GZA
"Hope why'all *****z hearin this right"
"We.. we gon'.. we gon' gon' win"
Look at what we leavin behind
We back at square one, ridin, with nuttin to ride fo'
Dyin for nuttin worth dyin fo'
The blind lead the blind with a blindfold, with "Eyes Wide Shut"
Save mine up, cause nothin ever last forever
Never nothin out of my reach, we blast whoever
I can split a muh'****er from his *** to his last thought
**** talk, then stomp through the asphault
It's yo' fault we tow-truck for your outline
In due time, you'll find, the world is mine
So I listen to the rhetorhic, jealousy and the ignorance
Can't stop me *****, my mind too militant
God blessed me with a chin
And a heavy right-left combination that'll cave your face in
So don't make me hurt you, patience is virtue
They only got a few of us let, huh
Primo.. turn me up..
Now it's two-thousand-and-two; where kids do
whatever the **** they want to do, huh, sad but true
want to take another life like it's the thing to do
****, we the biggest gang, flaggin red white and blue baby
Designer drugs, pimps and thugs
Can't shoot, innocent folks, hit with slugs
One day it's gon' all make sense, 'til then
use your brains and your strength it's your best defense, see'mon
[Chorus w/ variations]
[X] What a mess..
Man vs. Machine Track Listing
1 Release Date
2 Symphony in X Major
4 Break Yourself
5 Heart of Man
8 Choke Me, Spank Me (Pull My Hair)
9 Losin' Your Mind
10 BK to LA
11 My Name
12 The Gambler
13 Missin' U
14 Right On
15 Bitch Ass Niggaz
1 My Life, My World
2 What a Mess
3 (Hit U) Where It Hurts
Written by: Alvin Joyner, Christopher E Martin
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.