Napalm lyrics

I had the right to sublurr, because they ache one stick
I saw five to six million but, yo, that ain’t really shit.
It was supposed to be different, we were supposed to write out,
But tumach shot his girl, then shot himself in the mouth.
Then the steady game form very soon fell apart,
‘cause when you just doing all, the loyalty in your heart,
Slight catch a long hymn on all these niggers forgetting where they’re coming from
And they’re slowing down, wait a minute, what we’re running from?
This what we’re supposed to do, here’s where we’re supposed to be,
I hated MTV for trying to play me like a mockery.

I was on the block picturing blocks at fifteen,
I remember underage drinking at sixteen,
Then my nuts in Cali banging at seventeen,
Now I got everything, bitch, I got everything.
My back was to the wall, visited all, after all, all I had was me
Just tenacity, so we all leave with a sense of sweet
Then everything I write around got a cotton seat,
Fuck y’all dry, saw off and done rapidly.
Partner, now let’s be honest, ain’t got no good intentions, 

This is the long drop method it was supposed to be more humane
Measure your height and your weight to break your neck with your hand
Sometimes they use a shore drop or they use a crane
Either way the victim dies in agonizing pain
But if the calculations ain’t correct when the rope’s set
The rope will rip the head right off the motherfucker’s neck
My appointment at the gallows x emerging from the shadows
With a vendetta beetle who wanna battle
Man you gon’ get whipped in flaw shackle to an A-frame
Beaten full force until you can’t repeat your own name

[Verse 1: Xzibit, King-T & Tha Alkaholics]
Never has it been so bright
Got a tail bitches, get outta my sight
Bitch, you blocking my light
I'm in Vegas front seat at the fight
I'm a alcoholic so you know I'm getting it right
Louis the 13th
Hennessy black when I'm thirsty
I like my liquor dark milk chocolate Hershey
But first we

[Verse 1]
Maybe it's time I change religions on you turning christians
To a muslin, turn a buddhist to a christian
Tell 'em catholic Ronnie been it
Sipping red wine inside the pentagon
Writing sinister lines till all the ink inside my pen is gone
Jeremy Lee got the world watching ESPN
My sick porno obsession got me watching these lesbians
I'm a sick fucking psychotic master
The mic is my sword the booth is your casket

[Verse 1:]
Introducin' the X-Man, phenomenal,
X-Files, the chronicle,
Aerostatical, nautical,
Magnificent beast.
Xzibit stick to the logic,
You can be bullish and rollick,
Yo ass will still get demolished,
Polished, and keeping’ a mulish.
My niggas eat like piranhas, 

I’m heavy hearted, heavy headed, misunderstand it,
Try the permanent repercussions, I empty the cannon.
I’m addicted to ganja, roll it up in a wood,
Drink a gallon of heaty, throw it up with the hood.
Imma rhyme for my people, give my people a voice,
Never follow the leader, use the weapon of choice.
This is not an illusion, this is not a mirage,
Conversation with God, spilling my soul out.
I own assault weapons that fall down like Megatron
The iron mob, try better bombs, I’m better alone.

Man, I’m talking about that six four rag top,
Green, with the back racked,
Everything mat black, caught it in a six pack.
You know what the fuck it is and what I came to do.
Now put your hands up in the air, like I’m about to shoot.
My agenda is here, crystal perfectly clear,
Breathe apocalypse in, we have nothing to fear.
We have nothing to lose, pressure applying the rules,
Wasp on a motherfucker and knock him up out of his shoes.
That’s what my coast love, good money, great drugs,