The official representative LAC

This is phrophecy manifested by X to the Z

Victory strike a B Boy stance in khaki pants

Never get along like red and black ants advance

When your staring and this concrete that move like liquid

Like a n***a withouth legs I ain't tryin to kick it

To much to finish a menace without enought time

My mind only give punchline you probably thinkin of the wrong kind

Cause if it jokes n***a know

The kind that drop on your eyes your ears your nose and your throat

I promote self defense not dollars and sense

Kick it with scholars and pimps you just the last part over the fence

Assed out in the open while you was hopin that Xzibit was second rate

But I refuse to make just another record in the crate

I think not got bee bops

I bring it to your house like pizza

Today we are on the streets of South Central Los Angelos a fight for

Survival

We have people that are conditioned not to expect to live past age thirty

They no longer

Once they no longer care they're extremely dangerous

Stand at attention make sure you keep your piece clean

When I release steam police crime scenes to guillotines

Hit and decapatate the bird case featherweight

Critical thinking while you at water that concentrate

Xzibit crash the gate heavyweight box em in

Seal off the exits then cut off your Oxygen

Xzibit run with a regiment of veterans

I only like to come out Late Night like Dave Letterman

Time for some medicine cause n***as bout to get sick

Callin me a hater cause I don't ride d**ks

Read my lips we got problems like Bloods and Crips

Love the sound of clips when I know my s**t

Chamber Music this is for the ones with stone face

That catch you at the right time in the wrong place

We unsafe One fifty one with no chase and no ice

Take away your life like three strikes

Yeah come on Chamber Music

So now Xzibit got a little money I think its funny

Clarify you don't work you don't eat I repeat

You don't eat you get weak catch a fragile physique

Accomplish more in one day than you can do in a week

The X Man Wolverine one swing to make the cut clean

And the wrong things manifested in flesh

F**k the game I take the test graduate pass to the S Class

Catch a roadrash all you smell is hash

Chronic mix bumpin the Liks

And d**k you like a Hebron fix

Bear arm from here to a hundred tweny meters

Get black walled modern day Lee Harvey Oswald

The assassin brother who came blastin

Take it without askin rappers is all fashion

Xzibit keep mashing through

Got any lost words I got two

Drive up on you like that

Once again Chamber Music what what yeah what the deal It's Xzibit

Get on the ground get on the ground Hands on the back of your head Don'

Move Don't Move Get on the ground *beat to fade *