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    XZIBIT

    Full Circle 2006 ©

    The Whole World

    Big bad insane Strong Arm Steady gang
    Way beyond the days of rockin them stupid rapper chains
    Comin through clear the lane, send a bullet through your brain
    Number one with a bullet - faster than the bullet train
    Pop it if you pull it mayne, hang with orangutans
    I live for my soldiers, ask them, they gon' say the same
    My gauge rings your bells like the Hunchback of Notre Dame
    Ain't even gotta say it, you motherfuckers know the name
    Legendary classic, niggaz be punk pussy and plastic
    Wastin the time and the minds of the masses (yeah!)
    But look how strong we are, man I'm a motherfuckin star
    Every week I cop a house and a car
    The mini-mansion off in Vegas with the vanquish
    That's where I mastermind my situations, determination and patience
    We don't speak the same language (no) I got a translator
    spittin 25 times, see your bitch ass later, C'MON!


    That nigga X to the Z, that boy is somethin to see, cause he a G
    I got the whole world waitin on me!
    I'm about that grind so motherfucker don't waste my time
    I got the whole world waitin on me!
    If you ready to ride, c'mon, get in my ride and let's slide
    I got the whole world waitin on me!
    ... Yeah! I got the whole world waitin on me!


    Niggaz screamin they the shit but that shit ain't real
    I don't need to be the shit cause shit roll downhill
    I'm escalatin aggressively, millions built up in equity
    Corporations invest in me, bangin shit 'til the death of me (YEAH!)
    Cooked coke recipe, money come back so thick
    My kid's kids couldn't spend this shit
    Get a grip, pop a clip, chop down that brick
    No amount of fame gon' change this gangsta spit
    Quick to roll out the backwood (yeah) smoke out your buildin
    We soldiers devoted dressed down like civilians
    Niggaz wanna kill me because I make millions (that's weak!)
    That's weak like gangstas that hide behind children (hahaha, yeah!)
    Novocain the game, no shame
    No feelings, no names, no numbers, naw bitch
    You can't hang with us (no!)
    Ashes to ashes and you cain't bust
    You so popcorn and fake industrious, YEAH!




    Yeah... yeah, whattup Key?
    I'm liftin plates you'll never find in the weight room
    So stay tuned my platoon finna touch down soon
    Cancun to St. Thomas, St. Thomas to the Bahamas
    Most niggaz ain't really honest so I'm watchin my step
    I'm the hardest cold-hearted artist, the coast is clear
    Dubai, Australia to Africa, this is the year!
    Let the alcohol you sippin saturate in yo' system
    I be swimmin through these women, man, fuck 'em and flip 'em
    I know you hopin I would fall to the side, or go to Way Side
    It ain't a motherfucker alive to come and take mine (no!)
    Don't procrastinate, don't waste time
    Never faced time, Houdini with crime, traffic over state lines
    Military minded, stickin to the base lines
    Intellectually brighter than California sunshine
    Yeah, I got my bars up, go pull my cars up (yeah)
    I love my struggle, never cover my scars up (c'mon)
    Nigga

    2006 ©




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