[Intro:]
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Listen you fuckers, you screwheads
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Here's a man who won't take it anymore
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A man who stood up against
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The skunk, the kunts, the dogs, the fill, the shit
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Here is some one who stood up
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Here is...
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Yeah! this is it for anybody usin bodies
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presents, Xzibit movin at the speed of life
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Yeah! check it
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[Verse One:]
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It took a long time comin but we waited
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Xzibit went from underated
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To now most antcipaded
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never would of thought that I would rock your set
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And get love and respect without no special effects
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Only the rugged ruff shit that the hard rock need
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Lyrics must contain more then just clothes bitches and weed
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thinkin' how you like to see the next man bleed
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Tryin to glority greed
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Livin life at ridiculuos speed-indeed!
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The main goal to achieve, is to succeed
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Have it laid out for your seed
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But the world gets colder every day by day
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Physically, mentally gettin drained by L.A.
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Trying to find piece of mind
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is like trying to find a gold mine
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it just wont happen
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no time for relaxin
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Real soldiers of fortune
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the front line of the action
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So never show a nigga what you packin'
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"You know what i'm sayin'?"
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It's too much weight to be juggling
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who do you picture when you think about struggling
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Kids in the bed, no food stomach bubbilin
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Niggas in the E-class heavy drug smugglin
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[Chorus:]
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Movin...yeah!
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yes movin...
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At the speed of life
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[Verse Two:]
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And plus I feel that no style is darker than mine
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There was a time it was all about beats and rhymes
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But nowadays the blind just follow the blind
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and when I die!
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Niggas still recite these lines
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to rock the heads, waterbeds citys and towns
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Bringin strength to the masses that be holdin it down
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the underground! to upper echelon and beyond
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Xzibit rock and roll the streets like a vagabond
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Nigga wanna trip you gettin dissed like a blond bitch
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mackin to Farrakhan, I run game like a marathon
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It's here today then tomorrow it's gone
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It's the law of the land
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a straight modern day babylon!
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[Chorus:]
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Movin...yeah! yeah! like this
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Like this...at the speed of life
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Ah! Bring it live, yeah!
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[Verse Three:]
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Xzibit lookin at the earth thru wide angles
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I found a stairway to heaven in a city of lost angels
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Where small situations turn to altercation
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with a heavy ass price
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'cause niggas don't fight no more!
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before hip hop was all about drama
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anything for a dollar before Kane fucked Madona
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Xzibit maintain and stayed bent like a comma
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Just me and my bottle
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we shall lead not follow
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Emcees be full of shit
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but they style be hollow
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it seems you've bitin off more
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than you can possibly swallow
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just a day in the life of a man named X
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only blunt and latex for the oppisite sex
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you see niggas comin thru to smoke and pay respect
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ever since fifteen, I been ready for anything
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whatever they bring in any shape, form or fashion
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I live to the fullest and rip rhyme with a passion
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but in the mean while if worse comes to worst
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bust a round or bust a verse whatever comes first
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Yeah! we got it locked down tight
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Xzibit bring truth to the light
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shit is movin at the speed of life
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[Chorus:]
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Movin...
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At the speed of life
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At The Speed Of Life
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| Xzibit |
