Power Cypha 3: The Grand Finale — текст песни (Tony Touch f Tash, Xzibit)

*send corrections directly to typist*

I ain`t havin that, I ain`t havin that
I ain`t havin that, I ain`t havin that [Redman]

[Xzibit]
>From now till forever it`s the Likwit MC
X to the Z, you get Banned From TV
Fuckin wit me, Likwit niggas L-A-C
Captivate, visually stimulate the whole country (what you see?)
In God we trust, but don`t trust us
I`m ready to bust some lead in disgust
My homie Tony Touch said Relax, roll a dutch
I`m on the grind like a clutch, bust ya, they never had this much
That`ll take it to the streets, play the game never forfeit
This same time next year, we goin corporate
You can`t force what don`t fit
Your style is like a pistol wit no kick, you`re weak and you don`t hit
Bitches catch nuttin but dick, fuck the BS
Beat it to death, call Triple Seis, Triz from TS
Yeah, Hennesey For Everbody in my empire
Enemies get Kennedy-ed in my line of fire

[Tash]
Tash swings like Mark McGwire, X swings like Sammy Sosa
These guns up in my hoslter got me on the wanted poster
Runnin from the law, tryin to stay low-key
Old E and D&D lace the 50 MC
Then it`s back to LAX, rough beats and concepts
They know they can`t smoke me so they send me bomb threats
I`m rough like sex wit my ex
Tash beat the pussy up for old times sake, and then he just
Dash to cassettes, I hold the vinyl title
Xzibit holds it down wit the rifle
I`m runnin wit the trifle, LA tell these thugs
That New York City don`t need no Bloods (why?)
Cuz next comes the Crips, that`s when the city flips
Niggas dyin over colors when it`s all about the chips
So read it off the lips of the Alki bum-rusher
I`ll fuck you up so bad Tony wouldn`t wanna Touch ya