Chamber Music Xzibit

[Intro]
So it all come down to this, right?
Heh...
Motherfuckers think they full force?
Tryna hit a nigga from all angles, yeah, sorry
Haha, I'm built for this shit
Haha! Muh'fuckers forgot I was built for this shit, hehe!
I live and breath this shit, heh, yeah
If you motherfuckers tried to do this shit, haha, tried to be this shit
Tried to live this shit...
Bring it live to you and yours, yeah, I'll drown you, what?

[Verse 1]
The official representative, LAC
This is prophecy manifested by X to the Z
Victory, strike a B-Boy stance in khaki pants
Never get along like red and black ants, advance
When you staring at this concrete that move like liquid
Like a nigga without legs, I ain't trying to kick it
Too much to finish, a menace, without enough time
My mind only can punchline (Yeah), you probably thinking of the wrong kind
'Cause if it jokes, nigga, nope! (Nope)
The kind that drop on your eyes, your ears, your nose and your throat
I promote self-defense. not dollars and cents
Kick it with scholars and pimps, you just the last part over the fence
Assed out in the open (Yeah), while you was (What) hoping that Xzibit was second rate
But I refuse to make just another record in the crate
I think not, got bee-bops
I bring it to your house like Pink Dot