Spitshine歌词
作词 : Denaun Porter/Luis Resto/Steve King
作曲 : Denaun Porter/Luis Resto/Steve King
Artist：xzibit
Songs Title：spit*********ne
I'ma clean this whole *********t out like colonics,
With words put together better than Sony Electronics,
King of the jungle, humbly stay honest,
Eat with the lions, swim with piranhas,
Gasoline the seem, strike the match,
Inferno, I'm too thorough ********* so stand back,
I spit *********ne, get mine and rip rhymes
and make my career take an incline
I'm strict with knives, straight with razors,
Good with grenades and great with gauges
Been around the world in a million stages
Watch *********s ********* up and go through changes
I had guns before thugs was in fa*********on,
I mashed out before *********s knew ma*********n,
I knew terror before the plane started cra*********n,
I got punch lines and *********s ain't laughin,
I'm gon be here after the smoke die down
Insomnia style, I won't lie down
Fight the good fight, don't need no help
Keep your hands up, defend yo self
Move like I move and live life long
Can't move up if ya heart not strong
Get'cha own *********t cuz this *********ts mine
spit Every I time *********neI
*****ucka I preach what I practise, back *********t up,
Wrap this rap *********t up, still actin up,
Get found in a trunk of an Acura,
Y'all suck like jail and Dracula,
X turn up the heat, increase the hatred,
Straight stone faced don't ********* wit gay *********t,
So I guess that means I can't ********* wit you now,
Two down, let off, vacate to new town,
It feel like Bishop and Juice now
Got a flame thrower that'll burn big holes through your goose down,
Rough sound, same strong background,
Been on black, the big boys layin chips down,
My whole train of thought is
to bully any *********ea wit problems and not get caught
I was blessed with life but I curse ta death
I'ma spit ta my very last breath - ********* y'all!
Let me give this a three second look, I hit a million dollar target
You ain't came up yet, well ********* let me show ya,
Come across **** like planes and boats,
Like balloons filled with coke down a Mexican's throat,
You ever seen a man get smoked, they *********t on they self,
Their body shake for a second then it gets dissected,
For evidence of the weapon and the people involved
Let one ********* talk, everybody gettin caught fa sho',
I say that to say this （what）,
If you can't handle the time then ride the *********,
Might as well touch ya tail and jump the fence,
Castrate ya self, expose the *********,
X go head up, but *********, never ran from it,
I got a gauge with buck shot that you can't stomach,
You ain't a killa, you a album filla,
You ain't a soldier, you a rap promoter, game over!
作曲 : Denaun Porter/Luis Resto/Steve King
Artist：xzibit
Songs Title：spit*********ne
I'ma clean this whole *********t out like colonics,
With words put together better than Sony Electronics,
King of the jungle, humbly stay honest,
Eat with the lions, swim with piranhas,
Gasoline the seem, strike the match,
Inferno, I'm too thorough ********* so stand back,
I spit *********ne, get mine and rip rhymes
and make my career take an incline
I'm strict with knives, straight with razors,
Good with grenades and great with gauges
Been around the world in a million stages
Watch *********s ********* up and go through changes
I had guns before thugs was in fa*********on,
I mashed out before *********s knew ma*********n,
I knew terror before the plane started cra*********n,
I got punch lines and *********s ain't laughin,
I'm gon be here after the smoke die down
Insomnia style, I won't lie down
Fight the good fight, don't need no help
Keep your hands up, defend yo self
Move like I move and live life long
Can't move up if ya heart not strong
Get'cha own *********t cuz this *********ts mine
spit Every I time *********neI
*****ucka I preach what I practise, back *********t up,
Wrap this rap *********t up, still actin up,
Get found in a trunk of an Acura,
Y'all suck like jail and Dracula,
X turn up the heat, increase the hatred,
Straight stone faced don't ********* wit gay *********t,
So I guess that means I can't ********* wit you now,
Two down, let off, vacate to new town,
It feel like Bishop and Juice now
Got a flame thrower that'll burn big holes through your goose down,
Rough sound, same strong background,
Been on black, the big boys layin chips down,
My whole train of thought is
to bully any *********ea wit problems and not get caught
I was blessed with life but I curse ta death
I'ma spit ta my very last breath - ********* y'all!
Let me give this a three second look, I hit a million dollar target
You ain't came up yet, well ********* let me show ya,
Come across **** like planes and boats,
Like balloons filled with coke down a Mexican's throat,
You ever seen a man get smoked, they *********t on they self,
Their body shake for a second then it gets dissected,
For evidence of the weapon and the people involved
Let one ********* talk, everybody gettin caught fa sho',
I say that to say this （what）,
If you can't handle the time then ride the *********,
Might as well touch ya tail and jump the fence,
Castrate ya self, expose the *********,
X go head up, but *********, never ran from it,
I got a gauge with buck shot that you can't stomach,
You ain't a killa, you a album filla,
You ain't a soldier, you a rap promoter, game over!
