Yeah yeah 
Look, you could've got away but your response wasn't quick enough 
Can't preserve life 'cause the best wasn't thick enough 
Teflon, Napalm, Homicide scenes 
These are a few of my favorite things! 
But I ain't Mary so ain't a damn thing poppin 
Only death disease and a whole lota palm trees 
Not only for mics, Xzibit is a way of life 
Until my death so I celebrate success 
Best of the best wouldn't test these waters with a yacht 
Sendin' sixteen shots across your parking lot 
All up on your proximity drinking Hennessy 
Holdin down ground like the Statute of Liberty 
So nobody ever can rush my spot 
And the torch stay lit so I ain't worried about shit 
It ain't where your from it's al about how you represent! 
Unfamiliar faces better know who your fuckin' with 

[Chorus]: (2x) 
Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit 
And all of that shit 
And you still won't step 
So what's next? 
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin 
[You Better off buckin yourself] 
[You need to stop frontin] 

I'm only comin' through when it's time for collection 
Xzibit forever nasty, spread like infection 
Ain't no protection ever made by man to withstand this punishment 
In other words runnin' shit 
Keep your eyes wide cause the style gets darker 
I make papers and see more new cars than Bob barker 
'Cause if the price ain't right then it's time to take flight 
Let the piece go twice to make sure you see the light 
Plus I'm dreaded not by the locks but by the cops 
And flocks of females that only think with their croth 
Unlimitted smoke 
The bonified cut throat Columbian neck tie 
Now don't you look fly 
I'll leave you there to be discovered by your mother 
Or maybe your brother or your boty boy lover 
No matter your backround Xzibit never backs down 
Be prepared for static and semi automatics in your grill 

[Chorus]: (2x) 
Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit 
And all of that shit 
And you still won't step 
So what's next? 
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin 
[You Better off buckin yourself] 
[You need to stop frontin] 

Everything that come around go 3.6.0. 
Longtitude and latitude 
It's alll in the attitude 
I'm in the mood to put a twist on things 
Xzibit here to rock the planet 'till the fat bitch sings 
The shit is closer than you think 
Don't blink it might be over in a matter of seconds 
I'd like to say this off the record 
But it's not 
So I testify to the fact 
Chronic mixed with the Yak make a hellified contact 
It makes it real easy to trip 
Unload the whole clip on your block then split! 
Aint no answers to the test you taken 
Never move fakin' 
Can't be shaken' 
From my solid foundation like this 

[Chorus]: (2x) 
Eyes may shine, Teeth may grit 
And all of that shit 
And you still won't step 
So what's next? 
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin 
[You Better off buckin yourself] 
[You need to stop frontin]