X-Zibit

X-Zibit - Hurt Locker songtekst

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Welcome 

All foreign passports to the left

All resident passports to the right

Ya dig?



Welcome to my world of hurt, where I put in work

I got guns that knock you off of this earth

Stand up let yourself be heard, I ain't hear one word 

I'm just bringing through what the crowd deserves

Cause what you want that's what we got

Once things begin, my nigga it won't stop

Lock down your blocks lets flood the streets

Now welcome to the world of Mr. X to the Z

Motherfucker I'm



Back with a vengeance, back with the business 

I'm a vet with a pension, a man with a vision

I'm a man on a mission, so crowd around listen 

This that hardcore heavy head bang, you've been missing

Go to Defcon one, if you don't comply

I might explode like a meth lab, there is no rehab

Bitches need knee-pads, a pound of some Zig Zags

That last like Etta James, I'm back let the cage rap 

Charles Bronson, visionary marksman

Heartless, leave your intellect on your carpet

I don't really start shit, I just like to finish it

dismember with a hacksaw, getting rid of it

I'm so militant, you so Gilligan, killing it

Heard you want the coast on your back

Yo, be careful what you wish for, good luck with that

You could be found in your trunk, with your chest collapsed, relax



Welcome to my world of hurt, where I put in work

I got guns that knock you off of this earth

Stand up let yourself be heard, I ain't hear one word 

I'm just bringing through what the crowd deserves

Cause what you want that's what we got

Once things begin, my nigga it won't stop

Lock down your blocks lets flood the streets

Now welcome to the world of Mr. X to the Z

Motherfucker I'm



Made for the masses, chromed out classics

Block after block, when I park so Jurassic

Cameras start flashing, everybody asking

Harassing, suck my dick with six aspirins

That'll keep your head tight, back from the afterlife

Locked in my hurt locker, built up my appetite

You need your name in lights, when I just need a mic

And I can level any playing field, like a sheet of ice 

It's going down like when you cuffed, and they read your rights

I'm going higher, better bail, if you're scared of heights

I'm ritual killing prepare for a sacrifice

Roll her like a pair a' dice, lounging in paradise

Jealous niggas want to feed, like a parasite

Burn leeches off with cigarettes, I just need a light

I been around, seen the press get it shut down

I'm stadium status, the crowd got to move NOW!!!



Welcome to my world of hurt, where I put in work

I got guns that knock you off of this earth

Stand up let yourself be heard, I ain't hear one word 

I'm just bringing through what the crowd deserves

Cause what you want that's what we got

Once things begin, my nigga it won't stop

Lock down your blocks lets flood the streets

Now welcome to the world of Mr. X to the Z

Motherfucker I'm



A man dies once, a coward dies a thousand times 

Your bitch asses on nine hundred and ninety nine

You only got one more, you better make it last

Before a lay this hurt locker to your fucking ass 

Lock chop choppers, chop shop droppers

Fresh state to state until the feds came knocking

Call us in the clutch when your shows ain't popping

When your hoes ain't dropping, when your flows ain't rocking



Welcome to my world of hurt, where I put in work

I got guns that knock you off of this earth

Stand up let yourself be heard, I ain't hear one word 

I'm just bringing through what the crowd deserves

Cause what you want that's what we got

Once things begin, my nigga it won't stop

Lock down your blocks lets flood the streets

Now welcome to the world of Mr. X to the Z

Motherfucker I'm
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