Weapons of Mass Destruction
Xzibit lyrics
Xzibit lyrics
"Lax Lyrics"
Rap Tyranny Lyrics
Party people rock to this... And all my deejays cut to this... And all my b boys break to this... And all my fly girls shake to this... Last Emperor's back and you know upon hearing me Emcees are scared so prepare for Rap Tyranny There's no comparin' me Most men? Fearin' me (Brok
Party people rock to this... And all my deejays cut to this... And all my b boys break to this... And all my fly girls shake to this... Last Emperor's back and you know upon hearing me Emcees are scared so prepare for Rap Tyranny There's no comparin' me Most men? Fearin' me (Brok
You better get ready for the war
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'
You better get ready for the war
A shotgun fanatic, you right back at it
You get mopped and dropped like a filthy habit
X, snatch and grab it, got you hoping I fail
Cos if I fail you be happy like a faggot in jail
I'm full retail, guaranteed to sell
In my jet black McClaren with my mademoiselle
I'm strong-arm city, you fragile and frail
You think you ready for them steady niggas? I can't tell
Sex sells so fuck you all, we came to bubble and bar
You getting shutdown soon as I touch down
Bust rounds, en
Beyond Gray Skies Lyrics
Far away Another place Beyond the stars Beyond the sun In my dreams I have seen the colours In my dreams A forgotten world If you feel The way I do If you've seen Through my eyes Don't betray Me now I have come here Only for you In the distance A change is comingemies slayed and cut down
Fully automatic spitting rounds with no sound
Break down your whole regime like an M-16
Make sure the chamber in the barrel is clean
And the spring that's connected to the firing pin
That's connected to the trigger when I squeeze it again
Look Ma, top of the world, the best of the best
King California - LAX
Out the 'hood, in the penthouse, from the projects
One man, one gun, how the West was won
Sing!
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'
You better get ready for the war
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
Far away Another place Beyond the stars Beyond the sun In my dreams I have seen the colours In my dreams A forgotten world If you feel The way I do If you've seen Through my eyes Don't betray Me now I have come here Only for you In the distance A change is coming
Fully automatic spitting rounds with no sound
Break down your whole regime like an M-16
Make sure the chamber in the barrel is clean
And the spring that's connected to the firing pin
That's connected to the trigger when I squeeze it again
Look Ma, top of the world, the best of the best
King California - LAX
Out the 'hood, in the penthouse, from the projects
One man, one gun, how the West was won
Sing!
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'
You better get ready for the war
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
Girl On A Swing Lyrics
Winter has come. The leaves have all departed. Only the bones of trees remain. A girl on a swing, alone and broken hearted dangles between frozen chains. Her life is a string of dreams and disappointments how she got here shell never know. Deeply she aches for someone she can cling to as tears tunnel down through the snow.But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'
You better get ready for the war
Hit like a heavyweight, breathe deep, meditate
Make the whole crowd get loud, make 'em levitate
I ride through my city like a presidential candidate
LAX, phantom double-R an' accelerate
Stack wheel, elevate, crash through the prison gate
Generation hate, appetite to eliminate
X-Man don't spit rhymes, I ventilate
Traffic contraband, yeah, banned through the Interstate
Got a sick flow - didn't know? Let me demonstrate
We affect the game, lewd nigga that you love to hate
The left hand lands and the right hand devastates
Half part of your face replaced with a metal plate
Irate, get snatched to a bett
Let the detached decorate with the yellow tape
Detonate, drop bombs, make the earth shake
It was here with a half mil' in a briefcase
Look Ma, top of the world, the best of the best
King California - LAX
Out the 'hood, in the penthouse, from the projects
One man, one gun, how the West was won
Sing!
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'
You better get ready for the war
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'
You better get ready for the war
You better get ready for the war
Winter has come. The leaves have all departed. Only the bones of trees remain. A girl on a swing, alone and broken hearted dangles between frozen chains. Her life is a string of dreams and disappointments how she got here shell never know. Deeply she aches for someone she can cling to as tears tunnel down through the snow.
You better get ready for the war
Hit like a heavyweight, breathe deep, meditate
Make the whole crowd get loud, make 'em levitate
I ride through my city like a presidential candidate
LAX, phantom double-R an' accelerate
Stack wheel, elevate, crash through the prison gate
Generation hate, appetite to eliminate
X-Man don't spit rhymes, I ventilate
Traffic contraband, yeah, banned through the Interstate
Got a sick flow - didn't know? Let me demonstrate
We affect the game, lewd nigga that you love to hate
The left hand lands and the right hand devastates
Half part of your face replaced with a metal plate
Irate, get snatched to a bett
Where Are The Broken Hearts Lyrics
by Gary Chapman and Michael Omartian Look around See the fear in tomorrow Hear the sound Of a world full of sorrow There's a reason why We're all alive There's a place in our hearts For the pain in each other CHORUS: Everyone's got a call to answer Every heart's got a heart to save
er placeby Gary Chapman and Michael Omartian Look around See the fear in tomorrow Hear the sound Of a world full of sorrow There's a reason why We're all alive There's a place in our hearts For the pain in each other CHORUS: Everyone's got a call to answer Every heart's got a heart to save
Let the detached decorate with the yellow tape
Detonate, drop bombs, make the earth shake
It was here with a half mil' in a briefcase
Look Ma, top of the world, the best of the best
King California - LAX
Out the 'hood, in the penthouse, from the projects
One man, one gun, how the West was won
Sing!
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'
You better get ready for the war
It's so frustratin', so many hatin'
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin'
You better get ready for the war
You better get ready for the war