Xzibit

Xzibit - Break Yourself lyrics

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<i>[Xzibit]</i>

Last but not least we off the leash

The Art of War reach for your masterpiece

Feel the release from the phantom bangs you

Snatched off put you in a frame and hang you

Comin at you niggas from a different angle

Arch Angel choke hold and strangled

Kay Slay the game turn the tables

Get cables, I'm Kane you Abel

Start bullshit, conflicts, labels

Man handled, murder, mangled

Life support cut short we hold court

In the street make a nigga sleep six feet deep

Fuck piece bare back doggystyle

Cement ya feet and hold ya down

Throw you off the bridge and watch you drown

Last one to laugh its over now

<i>[Hook]</i>

We'll trade ya six and pancake ya loan

Break ya bitch and take ya doe

Shake ya Crys and take it whoa

Layin down the whole dance floor

(Break yourself right now)

Open bar free drinks this way

Walkin the West, possin the South

Coke can put these in ya mouth

Hands up jack the whole crowd

(Break yourself right now)

<i>[Xzibit]</i>

Break crash from ya ass so don't rush to bust

Bitches die, cry, and lust for us

Damn it feel good to be platinum plus

Don't fuck wit us cuzz we dangerous

Hold fans like fiends on Angel Dust

Clean get aways I get out the cuffs

Coast like a sailor you fuckin fucks

I done hand it hard to keep in touch

Don't pop the Crys I pop the clutch

Pop one to ya mouth cuzz you talk too much

Way in over ya head you get played

Left holdin the bag like John Forte

Built for this all work no play here to stay

The rest get blown away

Built for this all work no play here to stay

The rest get blown away

C'mon

<i>[Hook]</i>

<i>[Xzibit]</i>

Neva seen heard felt befo

Wanna rumble wit us just start the show

Fill up the chamber let me go

Out of town before the shells hit the floor

Duck tape ski mask professional

Fuck y'all, y'all homosexual

Hangin on my dick like testicle

Pop you disappear, "Where did he go?"

Pop up some where in Mexico

Rotate relate respect the flow

Hospital bed you vegetable

Can't walk can't talk lettin you know

We hit the hardest ask ya ho, at my show

Seen her in the front row

To the back stage in there she blow

There she blew

Then send her back to you (hello)

<i>[Hook - 3X]</i>

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