Luyện nghe bài hát Kenny Parker Show 2001

You are now in to the ultimate sounds.. of Dr. Dre
You know what it is!
Xzibit up to the mic
down the hard-core, real raw, underground
My is KRS-One, and it's REAL!!

Well it's me, with D-R-E
X to the Z any party
Rocks the beats, and the
Rocks the cocks off the in the place
Cause suckers shake, I'm creatin
They get together and start to hatin
How can we take him out one
cause he brought back the with the freshest rhymes
I might go first, and he'll go
I'll wreck 'em, deck 'em, set it, just your mic
hot shit I like
So throw up your bitch, run your ice
Cause go third, and he'll go fourth
By the eat shit, you'll step off
Six is beatdown, your title is seven
Takin out four man crew makes eleven
By the I go for self
Rockin L.A. no one else..
You can check any from the underground scene
but few dropped hot shit and seen green
Some have twelve inches, count 'em
But not many have slammin albums
X to the Z consistantly
I'm "Criminal Minded" so fuck with me
Why? Well that's my secret
I don't take shit, so you, pay me
So you can call me, a public
Not a king but a I believe I've earned it
So I just walk, or my bike
and on the +Up In Smoke+ stage tonight
Give me a and I'll rock the house
But let a try to take me out
Cause or female, I will strangle
If a label, they have to untangle
Adidas, chains, jerseys,
Bandanas hangin off the end of my
right up if that's what you like
but watch your bitch, I catch hoes like a
In the night at a height for flight
Way out of sight, you bite, I
My chain shine bright, plus my kicks white
as faggot CEO say, "Well alright!"
.. I am mentor
History is mine, it's time you surrender
and just back up
Your style is but you persist to get me
or outwit me with the style that I
years ago when I was powder to the hoes
Oh, all of a sudden you don't
or can't remember recall can't bring to mind
that that place do not chase
I run a marathon a race of in your FACE
In case you I won't write no tough rap
Fuck with me get your whole kidnapped

Yo Xzibit! these motherfuckers man!
I don't think they this shit!
Break this shit they backs!

I dress up to rap or keep a hairdo
I only grab a nine to holes in your crew
I deny your as artists
You puttin out a record to chart but it's weak
but when you speak through the
you fail to realize, nope, you're not alone on the
The comes forth cause Mr. X
Intelligence, and guns manifest in the flesh
I snatch the mic and get
Behave, before you make the news page
for the grave and the wake
So save your microscopic miniature small and WALK
And put a little pep in step
X to the Z destroy any motherfuckin rep-utation
in the nation, in
All you in ANY occupation
Like rappers nothin to say
I 'EM like chronic and then smoke 'em with Dre
no matter how fatter the wallet, I'd rather
gather together and
whatever egotistic bullshit, the game is
when you push the record but don't the culture

Breakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin,
Yo Xzibit, rockin!

Just throw hands in the sky
Still believe real niggaz die
And if you in this life gettin by
say, "I'm high!"
(I'm high!) "I'm high!"
(I'm high!) Yeah, and you stop
Yeah..

Woop woop, woop, woop!
You know what it is
over, all wack emcees, AHH-AHHH!
Yo.. YO! You are in.. to the ultimate..
underground.. rawness! off the street
Xzibit, it up..