Just Maintain

[Xzibit]

I look you in the grill

And I laugh inside

Niggas always perpetratin

Like they down to ride

But please don't try to tell me

What I can not see

What's the real definiton

Of A Fake MC

[J-Ro]

Muthafuckas only rappin since 93

And expect all props

[Xzibit]

Them gettin dropped like hot rocks

"So stop what you doin cause I'm

About to ruin".....

Like Shock-G get turned to stone

Tryin to rock me

I seperate my thought process

From stress, 24 tracks inside my brain

Tyrin to maintain

I bang shit without no gang or jherri curls

I seem like Kadeem

In a whole different world

It's the girls the cars niggas lose themselves

Forgettin who they are

When they try to be that superstar

They don't understand

It's all in the game plan

Exploit the art

And watch Hip-Hop fall apart

But I'm a do my part, and stay true

And keep breakin down bitch niggas like you

HOOK

[Hurrincane Gee]

I'm not the type

To play games or drop

Name I just maintain

And burn rappers out the frame

Doin my part to stay true

And keep breakin down

Bitch niggas like you

[Xzibit]

But above all else

I represent it for myself

Leavin muthafuckas stretched out

Or better yet X-ed out

Xzibit, Excelerate, I rush it to the extreme

Like nicotine, never get me clean

From your blood stream

We all can't bust, so do it how you must

But if you hustle, avoid gettin rushed

With hand cuffs plus

In got we trust but don't trust us, we just

Add to the ashes, then pick up the dust

Like that

[J-Ro]

I make it seem

Like you havin bad dreams

Have you wakin up out your sleep

By your own screams

Xzibit has arrived Goddamit

[Xzibit]

We bout to rock the whole planet

And bitch niggas can't stand it

Try to play the back and look intense

You need to hit a fence

You don't want none of this

Hands on experience

I'm no the type to play games

Or drop names I just

Maintain and drop rappers out the frame

[Hurricane Gee]

I bring it to the ruffest toughest

Mic killers

And you wanna be niggas

And you burn bithces, type vicious

Imitating Hurricane flow for riches

You don't know the half

I got the ill vocab double rap style

Gettin bucked

More freaky than your last good fuck

Milkin you like ba ba pieces

Meetin niggas lyrical wishes

Writin rhymes and washin out dishes

Flowin with the likwid wicked

Representin with my nigga Xzibit

And we gonna do it

And do it and do it

Til you satisfied! cause shit is tight

Bodiqua C.E.O. on the mic

Smashin and trashin

Fuck Moschino fashion

All you muthafuckas need to stop askin

Valued more than the chrome

On your last set of wheels

Hurricane here to reign on your brain

Just maintain