: Pull no punches now we gotta get up and get up and get up again pull no punches now we gotta get up and get up and get up again one more giving up
Pull no punches now we gotta get up and get up and get up again pull no punches now we gotta get up and get up and get up again one more giving up on
fans that resemble them kids in the O.C. Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Seth Cohen, So get a grip get a glass pour the X. O. in I did want one these
Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin And all the other kids
now? I didn't let ya pass How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass? How many times will my neighbor beat his wife? Somewhere in that house
fuckin' wack, n' I could kill dis bitch n' I don't even need ta be a ninja [repeat chorus X7] Yeah, Yeah I'm a ninja, Yeah FUCK that, I'm a Wicked
all to it? As kids we used to laugh Who knew that life would move this fast? Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass? And look, tell me you ain
I'd fall for you as hard as I did (As hard as I did, yeah) You got me thinkin' bout our life our house and kids, yeah Every mornin' I look at you and
thought I'd.. fall for you as hard as I did (as hard as I did, yeah) You got me thinkin about our life, our house and kids Every mornin' I look at you
like a spear Fallin' from the atmos, my raps soaked in the pages Kids I play with, different flavors, instant paper Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus x2
my cash nope, baby cryin' Had enough, I grabbed my iron Call up the crew, is what you do Be at my spot, around two Oh yeah, bring some guns, bring some
butterflies again Something about your lovin caught me by surprise Oh yeah, you givin me butterflies, butterflies, butterflies again Sweeter than an M&M Remember when you took me swimming In your summer house
Every day I get high Yeah I get high, high, high And every night I get high Yeah I get high, high, high Mr. Meth I get high Yeah (Yeah) yeah I get high
before Timothy McVeigh Hook Xzibit outro: Yeah yeah straight from motherfuckin' Xzibt ha ha and the Lawhouse youknowhatI'msayin' with that nigga Ras Kass (he's guilty). Yeah yeah
up in the morning and you like your tea milky, you fumble for your glasses coz without 'em you cant see, It's funny how I come round your house and I
up in the morning and you like your tea milky You fumble for your glasses cause without 'em you can't see It's funny how I come around your house and
to what?s been up, nigga Pinups from when we clicked up and posed for these pictures, good And the kids connected up, and they clicked snap Hollerin?, ?Yeah
