เนื้อเพลง The Whole World – Xzibit

[Xzibit]
Big bad insane Strong Arm Steady gang
Way beyond the days of rockin them stupid rapper chains
Comin through clear the lane, send a bullet through your brain
Number one with a bullet – faster than the bullet train
Pop it if you pull it mayne, hang with orangutans
I live for my soldiers, ask them, they gon say the same
My gauge rings your bells like the Hunchback of Notre Dame
Aint even gotta say it, you motherf*ckers know the name
Legendary classic, n*ggaz be punk p*ssy and plastic
Wastin the time and the minds of the masses (yeah!)
But look how strong we are, man Im a motherf*ckin star
Every week I cop a house and a car
The mini-mansion off in Vegas with the vanquish
Thats where I mastermind my situations, determination and patience
We dont speak the same language (no) I got a translator
spittin 25 times, see your b*tch ass later, CMON!

[Chorus: Xzibit]
That n*gga X to the Z, that boy is somethin to see, cause he a G
I got the whole world waitin on me!
Im about that grind so motherf*cker dont waste my time
I got the whole world waitin on me!
If you ready to ride, cmon, get in my ride and lets slide
I got the whole world waitin on me!
… Yeah! I got the whole world waitin on me!

[Xzibit]
N*ggaz screamin they the sh*t but that sh*t aint real
I dont need to be the sh*t cause sh*t roll downhill
Im escalatin aggressively, millions built up in equity
Corporations invest in me, bangin sh*t til the death of me (YEAH!)
Cooked coke recipe, money come back so thick
My kids kids couldnt spend this sh*t
Get a grip, pop a clip, chop down that brick
No amount of fame gon change this gangsta spit
Quick to roll out the backwood (yeah) smoke out your buildin
We soldiers devoted dressed down like civilians
N*ggaz wanna kill me because I make millions (thats weak!)
Thats weak like gangstas that hide behind children (hahaha, yeah!)
Novocain the game, no shame
No feelings, no names, no numbers, naw b*tch
You cant hang with us (no!)
Ashes to ashes and you caint bust
You so popcorn and fake industrious, YEAH!

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
Yeah… yeah, whattup Key?
Im liftin plates youll never find in the weight room
So stay tuned my platoon finna touch down soon
Cancun to St. Thomas, St. Thomas to the Bahamas
Most n*ggaz aint really honest so Im watchin my step
Im the hardest cold-hearted artist, the coast is clear
Dubai, Australia to Africa, this is the year!
Let the alcohol you sippin saturate in yo system
I be swimmin through these women, man, f*ck em and flip em
I know you hopin I would fall to the side, or go to Way Side
It aint a motherf*cker alive to come and take mine (no!)
Dont procrastinate, dont waste time
Never faced time, Houdini with crime, traffic over state lines
Military minded, stickin to the base lines
Intellectually brighter than California sunshine
Yeah, I got my bars up, go pull my cars up (yeah)
I love my struggle, never cover my scars up (cmon)
N*gga

[Chorus]

เนื้อเพลง Family Values – Xzibit

[Intro/Chorus: Xzibit]
This how you make me feel, this how you make me feel
This how you make me feel, thats how I know its real
Take you around the world, take you around the world
Take you around the world, take you around the world
Cause you my baby girl, cause you my baby girl
Cause you my baby girl, cause you my my my
Cause you my baby girl, cause you my baby girl
Cause you my baby girl, cause you my my my

[Xzibit]
This how you make me feel, thats how I know its real
Take you around the world, cause you my baby girl
I know you feelin good, I know you feelin right
You see me ridin, you ridin wit me your sh*t is tight
Self-made millionaire I find myself
My success God bless not defined by wealth, cmon
We live in crazy times, n*ggaz done lost they minds
We wanna f*ck every f*ckin chicken we f*ckin find
But then there comes a time, when you start to grow
But you aint growin with me and its startin to show
Before I say I cant live without ya
Lets sit and have a talk about family values, now listen
I see you got some kids, that you aint never with
Your baby father put hands on you, some crazy sh*t
So he gon pay for that, f*ck with n*ggaz who rap
Most of that quality time is spent on your back
Now before I devote the rest of my life
Can you at least show a n*gga you can boil some rice
(ha ha ha) Is that too much to ask, am I movin too fast
Do you have anything to offer me besides some ass
You think you high class, the upper echelon
But spend all your rent money in the hair salon
Im sposed to help you out, but it just made me think
You aint ready for the world, you aint ready for me

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
Damn baby I see they drivin you crazy
Because your bodys amazing I know you want it to phase me
But hey – I seen a lot of girls, messed up a lot of curls
You aint gon keep me with sex when only sex occurs
Want you to think ahead, not just give me head
Want you to make a household baby, not just a bed
I know the scene is what you seem to see
Where you needin to be, but believe you me
Baby girl they just gon use you up, f*ck you and bruise you up
They aint got no family values they aint gon choose you up
We disrespect ourselves, we think we livin well
I could be wrong in this song but only timell tell
You may be thinkin hey X, you just a hypocrite
You actin like you never called a girl a f*ckin b*tch
Nah its not that (that) but its like this (this)
We need change and Im just man enough to say the sh*t

[Chorus] – 2X

เนื้อเพลง Concentrate – Xzibit

{“Nam Myoho Renge Kyo” – repeat 8X}

[Chorus One: Xzibit over 4X of “Nam Myoho Renge Kyo”]
Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate

{“Nam Myoho Renge Kyo” continues to repeat in the background}

[Xzibit]
Meditate, levitate
Greetings from the Golden State
Mr. X, to the Z
Concentrate, come walk with me
Your sh*t sound so awkwardly
I dont rhyme I just stomp down beats
Real estate, section eight
Which one would you rather take?
Concentrate, move that weight
Show me how you regulate
Hold up, wait, that sh*ts fake
Get these n*ggaz up out my face
Shake the room, bend the spoon
Turn this up now, stay in tune
Hypnotized by the way she move
Take your time you might arrive too soon

[Chorus One]

[Chorus Two: Xzibit over 4X of “Nam Myoho Renge Kyo”]
Bring that back, what was that?
Oh my lord, she got back
So precise, so deattached
Oh my God, who is that?

[Xzibit]
Hibernate, consummate
Man was made to procreate
My estate, generates
As if my family name was Gates
Days of grace, lift big plates
Why be good n*gga, go be great
Hit the breaks, crack them crates
Have you on the run goin state to state
Contemplate, demonstrate
Mind over mayhem, no mistakes
Lift some weights, eat some steaks
But you dont really want that face to face
But lets relax, check your traps
Dont let yo concentration snap
I love the way she arch her back
Like how a muhf*cker sposed to handle that?

[Chorus One] + [Chorus Two]

[Xzibit]
Breath control, touch yo soul
Just maintain dont lose control
Participate, congratulate
Cause everything elsell be seen as hate
Remain in place, the same mindstate
Get off yo ass and celebrate
Congregate, associate
Dont f*ck yoself procrastinate
Dilate, to an all time great
Calculate the next move I make
Crack the safe, keep that ace
in my waistband just in case
Im no rat cant run yo race
Not too good dont fit my taste
I love the way she make that shake
Makin it hard to concentrate

[Chorus Two] + [Chorus One]

[28 seconds of instrumental]

{“Nam Myoho Renge Kyo” – repeat 4X right before songs end}

เนื้อเพลง Scandalous Bitches – Xzibit

[Xzibit]
She was a brown skin ebony honey that love hip-hop
Cut off tank-top, she make your whole face drop
Hotbox, like it or not, she dont care what I got
She got her own knot dealin in stocks
And in the backwoods she plans to dust me off
S*ck me off, and then say I must be off
Tryin to smoke with X, the Cali kush was makin her cough
She must hate wearin her clothes, she keeps takin em off
At the Palms Hotel on a friday night
Attack each other like animals til the sky turn bright
Make it a – night to remember, she went tellin her sista
Then her sista turned around and told the sh*t to Melissa
Then Melissa got my number, started sendin me pictures
in all type of different positions, man this b*tch on a mission
Listen, a man is a man, gon handle his business
I aint a bad guy, just dealin with scandalous b*tches
I remember when Xzibit used to push in a Caddy
I met this chick from the Valley, she said she wanted me badly
Now this is common in Cali because the homies is savy
B*tches be givin money to n*ggaz and callin em Daddy
She in a brand-new Lexus, just moved from Texas
She came to California to model and be that next b*tch
Takin naked pictures tryin to gain more acceptance
Maybe get some jobs, try to politic some connections
I said appreciate for X to the Z
My homie picked through my trash instead of talkin to me
He fell in love with her ass, and while she casin his place
Tryin to tell another n*gga what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred stacks and them bricks to match
Forever watchin his back, therefore he never relax
And when her n*gga attack, he got a slug in his britches
He aint a bad guy, just dealin with scandalous b*tches
I met this girl from the Natti, I got along with her daddy
I made it up in my mind this is the girl Ima marry
Now when you wanna get married the preparation is scary
You want your weight to get carried, you want your skeletons buried
She moved out to California next to me in a hurry
Her reputation was dirty, but yo that didnt disturb me
I want to stop the insanity, try to have me a family
Started checkin my phone and brought her back to reality
Left her ring on the dresser, adios motherf*cker
Im travelin home from the road, I hear she f*ckin with Usher
Now Usher dont even know me but I got love for the homie
Even though everybody around me be thinkin he corny
She denied everything, said the rumors was phony
On the phone cryin, she love me, said she wanted to hold me
(“Yo he aint sh*t to me Alvin, I was just into his album
That was some bullsh*t, Im sorry, Im better without him”)
So Im off to Miami, got invited to party
by Mr. Raymond himself, yo I aint hatin nobody
Now when we walk in the party, yep, guess who I see
Lyin b*tch said she was callin from N.Y.C.
He started wipin the sweat off of her face and her chest
And then she gave him a peck, and then she looked to the left
And when she seen it was X, she started cryin and trippin
And dude was lookin confused, the scene it couldnt be written
Now he just pluckin his chickens, I aint gon sock him or diss him
Im from the West Coast, where n*ggaz dont be fightin for b*tches
A little over-dramatic, in Rome I called him a faggot
in front of millions of people, funny but shouldnt have done that
I was makin a joke, I didnt mean to offend
Like when I introduced Destinys Child as Boyz II Men
Listen, a man is a man, gon handle his business
I aint a bad guy, just dealin with scandalous b*tches

“X, you ever get tired of um, motherf*ckers talkin to you about Pimp My Ride?”

เนื้อเพลง Say It to My Face – Xzibit

[Intro: Kurupt]
B*tch ass n*gga was talkin all this sh*t right?
Im like damn, you b*tch ass n*gga
I should sock you in your motherf*ckin mouth
Talkin all this sh*t about my homie
So I chirped him (chirp-chirp)
Hey cuz, this n*gga talkin all this sh*t right?
Boom, the homie came up and was like
“N*gga say that sh*t in my motherf*ckin face”
Popped him dead in his motherf*ckin mouth n*gga
N*ggaz be talkin all this sh*t
The only thing I wanna know is, look

[Chorus: Don Blaze] (Kurupt)
See when the drama pop off, then pardon me, it aint my fault
My back was up against the wall… thanks to yall
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches)
You need to say it to my face if you got somethin to say bout me
Cause thats the way its supposed to be… but you aint no G
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches) Wishin you could be like me

[Xzibit]
Sometime men got some more than women
You do too good in Cali the prey start to turn to venom
You cant walk in these shoes n*gga, you cant fit em
Im bout five seconds away from the “lets go get him”
So n*gga (say it to my face) if youre feelin like King Kong
Mysery love company, I guess Ima leave yall
Until that day, you wanna tuck them nuts
And try to hit my switches and get your frame f*cked up
You gotta (say it to my face), Im right here with a 12-gauge
You talkin to a man that plan on dyin of old age
Until that day, I crush everything in my way
And give a f*ck about what yall say

[Chorus: Don Blaze] (Kurupt)
See when the drama pop off, then pardon me, it aint my fault
My back was up against the wall… thanks to yall
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches)
You need to say it to my face if you got somethin to say bout me
Cause thats the way its supposed to be… but you aint no G
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches) Wishin you could be like me

[Xzibit]
Too much of anything makes you a addict
Wantin contact with another man makes you a faggot
Patience is virtue, dont make me hurt you
I came full circle, about-face reversal
Salute the general, make yourself presentable
Analytical, every move made political
(Say it to my face) and wake up in a hospital
Huh, gutter never takin me under
F*ckin nerve of you motherf*ckers
Thinkin I was slippin, I was servin you motherf*ckers
X went off the deep end, Im determined you motherf*ckers
So watch how you speakin
cause Im listenin closely for any p*ssy approachin me

[Chorus: Don Blaze] (Kurupt)
See when the drama pop off, then pardon me, it aint my fault
My back was up against the wall… thanks to yall
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches)
You need to say it to my face if you got somethin to say bout me
Cause thats the way its supposed to be… but you aint no G
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches) Wishin you could be like me

[Xzibit]
N*gga, you better come with the Taliban
Never been a slave or afraid of another man
X move like the brutal force of an avalanche
It aint my fault you smoked off your chance
See motherf*ckers envy what they cannot be
Mr. X to the Z, H.N.I.C.
Shh, half assed n*ggaz gon sh*t on me
If they sentence me to five Ill be out in three
Youll be deep in the dirt for the bugs to eat
Tucked in for eternity, time to sleep
Til that day, Ill crush everything in my way
And give a f*ck about what yall say

[Chorus: Don Blaze] (Kurupt)
See when the drama pop off, then pardon me, it aint my fault
My back was up against the wall… thanks to yall
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches)
You need to say it to my face if you got somethin to say bout me
Cause thats the way its supposed to be… but you aint no G
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches) Wishin you could be like me
(N*ggaz talkin like b*tches)

[Outro: Kurupt]
All that yackin dont do sh*t
Dogg Pound homie… the homie Xzibit
Kurupt Young Gotti… Bigg Snoop… we here
Daz Dillinger… nickels and nines homie
Look back…

เนื้อเพลง Ram Part Division – Xzibit

[Chorus- Xzibit]
Im the police, Im the police
Im the police, Im the police

[Verse 1-Xzibit]
I love my f*cking rob, and I dont want to stop
Ever since I was a child, I wanted to be a cop
You know protect and serve, a couple traffic stops
I make a bust, and take something out the top
A thin blue line, we run these streets
You bang on them, but never bang on me
I cell search, stepping on pillows and sheets
Im the police, treat a n*gga just like fresh meat
I got a short wick, on some New York sh*t
Take you to the precinct and f*ck you with a broomstick
I patrol your hood, put you on my hood
Leave you in the wrong hood, got it understood
PC 647b, thats a prostitute, plus she kind of cute
She dont want to jail, well b*tch Ill tell you what
Get on your muthaf*ckin knees, s*ck my partner up

[Chorus]
Im the police, Im the police
Im the police, Im the police

[Verse 2- Xzibit]
You know a couple of muthaf*ckas was giving us grief
Pulled a couple strings, dodge the media beef
Ever since them n*ggaz in black said “F*ck the police”
I been grinding on the back of my teeth, loading my piece
Waiting for some, get back like it or not
We investigated the shots, that killed Biggie and Pac
Ever wonder why nobody ever figured it out
Cause we the ones that got to figure it out
I shout freeze at the top of my lungs
Im the cream of the crop
You dont stop you get popped by my warning shots
And if you try to come back, with a civil suit
I sit back and watch my system take a sh*t on you

[bridge}
Order in the court, Order in the court
That muthaf*cka shot me, case dismissed
Ha Ha Ha Ha, police
Im the police

[Verse 3- Xzibit]
You see this f*ckin badge, you see these f*ckin lights
Im in your neighborhood rolling on you every night
You faggots run and duck, look at you scared as f*ck
You see me coming in your mirror n*ggaz straighten up
Turn that hat around, Im here to take you down
Hey partner look at these weapons and this coke I found
Im going to let it slide, show you who you can trust
And if you want to keep selling, n*gga you sell for us
Make you a 1030, Ill get you hands dirty
Murder for hire, professional liar
I plan to make police chief and then retire
I remember when you set your own hood on fire
I reinforce the freeways, to bring the tanks
So the next time yall trip, f*ck bloods and crips
Cause we the biggest gang in L.A.
Ramp Part, f*ck with us, get blown away

[Chorus]
Im the police, Im the police
Im the police, Im the police

เนื้อเพลง Rollin – Xzibit

Yeahhh!

[Intro: Jelly Roll]
See I was trippin through the city with a big ol – PISTOL
Trickin off these n*ggaz in the Raaaange – RENTAL
I was smokin drinkin end up kind of tipsy
Lookin through my rearview they followin me
I wonder why the f*ck are they followin me
I seem them n*ggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm)
Youll never catch me slippin just me and my – PIECE
You must be smokin if you think Ima call the – POLICE

[Xzibit]
Im a beast, still got a crease
Still got my Converse thumpin down the concrete
YEAHHHHHHH, black and blue Bugati
This is Strong Arm robbery, you cant deny me
My garage a mirage a collage of chrome
I look alive with the nine when I leave my home
Been on tour in Japan, been relaxed in Rome
This is grown man business, recognize the tone
If I dont recognize the number wont answer my phone
Rockin every area code still stay in my zone
I dont play no f*ckin games now b*tch Im grown
Now I crack your f*ckin neck to the sh*t Im on
Yeah!

[Chorus: Xzibit]
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop ROLLIN
Get your weight up, cause X cant stop ROLLIN
N*ggaz thought it was over but X came back ROLLIN
I got my own sack to roll so Im ROLLIN

[Xzibit]
YEAH, my release, bang through the streets
We hang like orangutangs, mangle the beast
N*ggaz hatin, gravitatin to the lies that they tell
My reality takin over where that fiction fail
What the hell, might as well show the cards Im holdin
Sweet taste, aeromatic, backwood ROLLIN
Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the strut kit
My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, what the f*ck b*tch?
Boomerang my change, I rearrange some thangs
My slang click bang and expose they brains
Then I pray, our father who art in heaven
Got people jumpin out the buildin like 9/11
Malcolm X to the X landin on them like Plymouth Rock
(Yeah!) You get knocked out, get socked in your f*ckin mouth
Now erybody know the business, you want it come get it (cmon)
But if you ROLLIN throw it up, let me know that you with it

[Chorus] – 2X

[Xzibit]
YEAH, I repeat, my name over beats
I binge on the finer things you cringe in defeat
Escalation, elevation to another plateau
Sometimes it take a few steps back to mentally grow
Here we go, what you know, campaign in motion
Straight West coast and West worldwide ROLLIN
Got that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a stash box
In case I ever find myself alone in a tight spot
Strip down my frame, repave my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Citizen Kane
Dont complain when the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like sh*t when you sayin my name
Its the Golden State heavyweight, holdin the belt
Cause Im a one man army I dont need no help
This is a – PISTOL, I use to protect myself
Careful these hammerhead hollow points is bad for your health
My nia

[Chorus] – 2X

[Intro] – {*echoes*} at the end

เนื้อเพลง Invade My Space – Xzibit

[Intro: Jelly Roll]
This, cannot continue
We must go, our sep-arate waaaaays
Without youuuuu, I can do betterrrrr
But first these words, I have, to, saaaaay
Its nooooot, that I dont hear youuuuu
When you scream, and curse, my, naaaaame
Its juuuuust that I, dont feeeeeeel you
N*gga you, invade, my spaaaaaaace

[Xzibit]
YEAH!
Blacked out, tatted up, lets go, saddle up
Im alge-ballin, dumb n*ggaz caint add it up
Cock back, back em up, f*ck what you throwin up (yeah)
All these rappers comin out, aint nobody showin up
Man, where your talent at? Show me where your balance at
You the king of the streets? Well I aint heard none of that
Just like the South say, watch what your mouth say
Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, +Did it My Way+
I know we dont see eye to eye, you aint never lied
We should part ways fore somebody catch a homicide
Recognize, lost of a lot of love when my momma died
Did a gang of shhhhit, Im surprised that Im still alive
Fishburn yellin wake up, open up my eyes
Dont believe them lies from them guys that you idolize
Ridicule, try to downplay, try to minimize
And criticize when you on your grind so I realized

[Chorus: Jelly Roll]
This cannot continue, we must go our separate waaaaays
Without you Ill do better, but first these words I have to saaaaay
Its not that I dont hear you, when you scream and curse my naaaaame
Its just that I dont feel you, n*gga you invadin my spaaaaace

[Xzibit]
Go ahead spit it out, thats right, get it out
So I can respond, n*gga F*CK what you talk about
Drop like a guillotine, money over everything
seems to be the theme in the land of the Philistine
Mentally you still shackled up on some lame sh*t
Side by side on the bottom of a slave ship
Came a long way from the place that I started from
Ever seen a mans last breath beaten out of him?
Hate manifest from the inside out
The sh*t starts in your heart then spill out your mouth
Im the odd man out, watch it all pan out
I see you tryin to stand up but you dont stand out (ha ha ha!)
Now that I found that my path is original
Prepared, never scared, had to peak at my pinnacle (yeah)
Im not like you, but you think we identical
Its pitiful, you can never bang with the criminal

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
Three wheels lock it up, ammo stock it up
Its not for n*ggaz cause George Bush comin after us
Thats why its time to roll, get where I gotta go
All my people fightin for they soul, you are not alone
Never waste my pearls on the swine and the ignorant
Forever on my grind, you despise and belittle it
Heres a little tidbit, X rock that real sh*t
Dump like a L.A.P.D. cop, over kill sh*t
Hooked on a brand new high called monopolize
Put you on track where you just, you was out of line
And I aint got the time to f*ck around with the dumb sh*t
You know that young sh*t, the “Hey n*gga where you from” sh*t
Even though the pistol in my hand, Im a businessman
People grow apart, dont expect you to understand
Lets part ways and, then pray for better days
I realize somebody bout to die, so I came to SAY

[Chorus]

[Xzibit] + (Jelly Roll)
Yeah, knowhatImsayin? (you invadin my spaaaaace)
Yeah, stop askin where the f*ck Im at
Yeah (n*gga you invadin my spaaaaace)
Tryin to see where Im at, tryin to be where Im at all the f*ckin time
Cmon (you invadin my spaaaaace)
Get a life n*gga, heheheh
I got mines, knowmtalkinbout? (n*gga you invadin my spaaaaace)
CMON!

เนื้อเพลง Pushing 20 – Sabrina Carpenter

[Verse 1]
W-w-w-whatcha say Mr. Clean
Im flagging you down for a misdemean, nah
It must look different from your mezzanine
You got me, got me feeling
Out of touch, Hall & Oates
Push it out, wish me luck

[Pre-Chorus]
You got a way, you messing with my faith
You tryna paint a picture but you running out of paint
You had your say til I took it away
Out of yours in my controlla

[Chorus]
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Who aint on the same wave, yeah, on the same page
Tryna tell me what to be, yeah, tell me what to think

Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Who aint on the same wave, yeah, on the same page
Tryna tell me what to be, yeah, tell me what to think

[Verse 2]
Im pushing 20 I aint talking bout a Beemer
And while youre wasting time, the moneys in the meter
So I can start from scratch, make you a believer
Or I can just, da da da
Act like I dont give a-

[Pre-Chorus]
You got a way, you messing with my faith
You tryna paint a picture but you running out of paint
You had your say til I took it away
Out of yours in my controlla

[Chorus]
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Who aint on the same wave, yeah, on the same page
Tryna tell me what to be, yeah, tell me what to think

Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Who aint on the same wave, yeah, on the same page
Tryna tell me what to be, yeah, tell me what to think

[Bridge]
I got no time, I got no time
No, no, no, no rewind
No, no rewind
I got no time, I got no time
No, no, no, no rewind
No, no rewind

[Chorus]
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Who aint on the same wave, yeah, on the same page
Tryna tell me what to be, yeah, tell me what to think

Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Im pushing 20 got no time for others
Who aint on the same wave, yeah, on the same page
Tryna tell me what to be, yeah, tell me what to think

[Outro]
I got no time, I got no time
No, no, no, no rewind
No, no rewind
I got no time, I got no time
No, no, no, no rewind
No, no rewind