SWAY & KING TECH

SWAY & KING TECH - Sadat X & Xzibit lyrics

rate me

(feat. Sadat X, Xzibit)

[Sadat X talking]

I'ma set it off (Set it off, set it off)

One two, one two, one two I'ma set it

Like this y'all, it's like this y'all

It's like this, check it out

[Sadat X]

A lot of kids out there might think that I'm strange

But the wild cowboy never lived on no range

The only prairie I seen was in a library

And the last Indian I seen was headed towards Cleveland

Believin' what you believe in, but stop the bullshit deceivin'

When the OK Corral bell rings for the winner

I flash back to 79 with Thelma drinkin' wine

You could see that it was me even with that small screen

Al Green had a major string of hits

I wanna be like him in the fact that each one was a gem

My man Mashburn is killin' em' in Dallas

I seen him one day off that bullshit show Alice

The wild cowboy is hard to resist

Make the play get the assist, girlfriends hate genesis

Me and Diamond D dug deeper in the crates

We rhymin' for high rates, I did wild show dates

My name is X, yo my name is X

Worth more weight than gold

Fresher than your baby who's a year old

Step to war without ya armor

Results in trama, mad drama, I'm the mad bomber

Young girls stay away cause I'm dangerous

I'm a grown man don't force my hand

I'll twist that back cause I can, check it out

Xzibit my man hit em'

[Xzibit]

I look you in ya grill and I laugh inside

Niggas always perpetratin' like they down to ride

Please don't try to tell me what I cannot see

What's the real definition of a fake MC

Mother f'ers only rappin' since 93

And expect all props, I'm gettin' dropped like hot rocks

So stop what ya doin' cause I'm about to ruin

Like Shock G, your turn to stone try to rock me

I seperate my thought process from stress

24 tracks inside my brain, tryin' to maintain

I bang without no gang or jehri curls

Seem like ya team in a whole different world

It's the girls, cars niggas lose themselves

Forgettin' who they are when they tryin' to be a superstar

You don't understand it's all in the game plan

Exploit the art and watch hip-hop fall apart

But I'ma do my part and stay true

And keep breakin' down bitch niggas like you

How much hate can only one man generate

I cruch fakes and make they rhymes desintergrate

Well worth the weight ain't no need for discussion

All this grittin' and and frontin'

But still don't see you doin' nothin'

Xzibit scorchin' all rappers in my vicinity

You know my identity, never sleepin' with the enemy

So my niggas I suggest that you bowl

If not you might get cut like Nicole

I'm on some money unlike a foe

Xzibit only twenty years old

And turned to certified gold

Believe me when I say I bring this, when I seen this

Fiendish Old English, Hennessey, Tanqueray

Type rap to take ya pain away

I never stop until the other man drop

And that's West Coast hip-hop

Livin' in the bottom of the...livin' lessons you can't learn

Wake Up Show lyrical sherm

[Sadat X]

One day when I was ridin' I seen these two kids talkin'

About the lyrical rain that had fallen

Didn't say nothin' cause these kids called my goat

Even pulled my coat like a murder that they wrote

So this kid with mouth swaggin'

I plays the cloak and daggers

So I got show deuced the sholock that I am

I can rock a jam, make the world drive yam

Oh yeah, it's Batman with bad men with black

And if ya come to drop bombs ya ain't with that

Now I can freak the flight flow, measure that

Don't understan the ways I lay down the nnnn

Don't learn about the style that was made from my mom and dad

When I was young I used to run with a notepad

Then time flew and some how I knew I was bad to the bone

Check it out, now I'm the black prodigy

Just the age of twenty

I can write and rhyme rip it up and write the next one

Write on the spot, sign my name with a dot

Diamond D threw me something smooth, New York raw

Sick of the wack jam, everybody hit the floor

OK it's useless, I'm the hard rock of the pack

Don't get near to the brothers

Ya must be holdin' bust a slug in his chest

His whole body is swollin'

Why did I have to do it, he asked for it

His man saw it so it don't mean jack to me

He's gone and that's how it's supposed to be

Hey yo check it out now

Hey yo I ain't goin' out

Yo that soft thing is dead

Have ya heard what I said

If not ask the dread, yo

He gots the cannon that's bad

And that's similar to the one that I got from my old dad

Yo the wild cowboy and X to the Z Xzibit

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