Spitshine (Explicit)
Xzibit"Spitshine (Explicit)" is a song by Xzibit, released in 2002 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:49 long and contains 57 lines and 469 words.
Lyrics
0:07Songs Title：spitshine
0:14I'ma clean this whole sh*t out like colonics
0:17With words put together better than Sony Electronics
0:19King of the jungle humbly stay honest
0:22Eat with the lions swim with piranhas
0:25Gasoline the seem strike the match
0:27Inferno I'm too thorough ni**a so stand back
0:30I spit shine get mine and rip rhymes
0:33And make my career take an incline
0:35I'm strict with knives straight with razors
0:37Good with grenades and great with gauges
0:39Been around the world in a million stages
0:42Watch n***as b**ch up and go through changes
0:44I had guns before thugs was in fashion
0:47I mashed out before n***as knew mashin
0:49I knew terror before the plane started crashin
0:52I got punch lines and n***as ain't laughin
0:54I'm gon be here after the smoke die down
0:56Insomnia style I won't lie down
0:59Fight the good fight don't need no help
1:01Keep your hands up defend yo self
1:04Move like I move and live life long
1:06Can't move up if ya heart not strong
1:09Get'cha own sh*t cuz this s**ts mine
1:11Every time I spit I shine
1:13Cocksucka I preach what I practise back sh*t up
1:16Wrap this rap sh*t up still actin up
1:18Get found in a trunk of an Acura
1:21Y'all suck like jail and Dracula
1:23X turn up the heat increase the hatred
1:26Straight stone faced don't f**k wit gay sh*t
1:28So I guess that means I can't f**k wit you now
1:31Two down let off vacate to new town
1:33It feel like Bishop and Juice now
1:35Got a flame thrower that'll burn big holes through your goose down
1:38Rough sound same strong background
1:41Been on black the big boys layin chips down
1:43My whole train of thought is
1:45To bully any mothaf**kea wit problems and not get caught
1:48I was blessed with life but I curse ta death
1:50I'ma spit ta my very last breath - F**k y'all
2:12Let me give this a three second look I hit a million dollar target
2:15You ain't came up yet well ni**a let me show ya
2:17Come across d**e like planes and boats
2:20Like balloons filled with coke down a Mexican's throat
2:22You ever seen a man get smoked they sh*t on they self
2:25Their body shake for a second then it gets dissected
2:27For evidence of the weapon and the people involved
2:29Let one ni**a talk everybody gettin caught fa sho'
2:32I say that to say this （what）
2:34If you can't handle the time then ride the b**ch
2:37Might as well touch ya tail and jump the fence
2:39Castrate ya self expose the b**ch
2:41X go head up but f**k never ran from it
2:44I got a gauge with buck shot that you can't stomach
2:47You ain't a killa you a album filla
2:49You ain't a soldier you a rap promoter game over
Songs Title：spitshine I'ma clean this whole sh*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 ni**a so stand back I spit shine 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 n***as b**ch up and go through changes I had guns before thugs was in fashion I mashed out before n***as knew mashin I knew terror before the plane started crashin I got punch lines and n***as 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 sh*t cuz this s**ts mine Every time I spit I shine Cocksucka I preach what I practise back sh*t up Wrap this rap sh*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 f**k wit gay sh*t So I guess that means I can't f**k 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 mothaf**kea wit problems and not get caught I was blessed with life but I curse ta death I'ma spit ta my very last breath - F**k y'all Let me give this a three second look I hit a million dollar target You ain't came up yet well ni**a let me show ya Come across d**e like planes and boats Like balloons filled with coke down a Mexican's throat You ever seen a man get smoked they sh*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 ni**a talk everybody gettin caught fa sho' I say that to say this （what） If you can't handle the time then ride the b**ch Might as well touch ya tail and jump the fence Castrate ya self expose the b**ch X go head up but f**k 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
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