Crash

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Xzibit] I went to Kuwait for a dinner date Don't need a waiter, I'd never wait I'm lifting plates I went from section eight to behind them gates Don't let them non-believers break your faith and decide your fate I went to Beirut in a khaki suite Indoctrinated the youth with truth, now the aim is you I felt resurrection in the booth, now I'm living proof Never been a fan, nothing new Who the fuck is you? With a whole lot of fuck around to meet your maker Organizations easily torn in half like a sheet of paper Niggas are soft hеad babies, they need incubators Pentagon said, "Gеt ready, here come the space invaders" But we all afraid to look up to see what's coming We too consumed with rat racing and getting money Sack chasing, a Freemason, a crash dummy I'll take the same way out, without a doubt [Chorus: K.A.A.N.] It's a million and one ways to die, nigga (Die) Keep your eyes on the prize, don't let your wine slip up Get too close to the sun, you might burn (Might burn) Crash out, nigga, show 'em what you're talking about [Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"] America designed for white people to thrive The wrong people die when the right people decide This mental health crisis might be for the times And peace of mind comes at a price cheaper than crime (She fine) I feed her like five weeks at a time (She kind) I'm eager to climb deeper than mine Two choppers, some voodoo, Mutulu, Pac in this prime The movie Shaka Zulu revives, two chakras align I'm in that S560 Maybach with the blinds Don't just die in prison like you not the divine Death knocked at my door I ain't just dropped to my lows I balled, went through my highs Now watch who you talking to Knowing y'all finna prosecute I got reversed Cowgirl in a drop from the prostitute And did it all by pimping my ride So quick success My enemies get the urge to disrespect (Yes) The distance between the limits ain't in the curve, It's just a step [Chorus: K.A.A.N.] It's a million and one ways to die, nigga (Die) Keep your eyes on the prize, don't let your wine slip up Get too close to the sun, you might burn (Might burn) Crash out, nigga, show 'em what you're talking about [Verse 3: Xzibit] I never tiptoe when I step in shit I post up, I stand firm, I never slip (No) 'Cause slipping might get you involved in a downfall And if I gotta go, then I'll be coming back for all y'all (Brr-ah) I'm here for fucking up your face 'til it fall off Let's take it to the stage, I get engaged like a sawed-off I can read niggas with ease, like a news feed Give me fifty feet, matter of fact, give me nose bleeds Outcast, so fresh, I am so clean Turn your back on me, I hit your ass with a dope fiend You got no team, no wins, you got no rings But you an expert on anything and everything Nigga, shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down My time now, I'm celebrated like a touchdown Hostile, beef it like Keef in Moscow I put you under the ground, man down with one round My queen colder than a drink of water My anaconda letting off like a semi-auto I hit the bottle like a poor man, it hit the lotto, full throttle A Kingmaker like Mike Tyson and Cus D'Amato [Chorus: K.A.A.N.] It's a million and one ways to die, nigga (Die) Keep your eyes on the prize, don't let your wine slip up Get too close to the sun, you might burn (Might burn) Crash out, nigga, show them what you're talking about