Criminal Set - Xzibit

«Outside the South Central area, few cared about the violence

Because — it didn’t affect them.»

— Tom Brokaw

«Break 'em off somethin» — Ice Cube

«Back to the criminal set… but they can’t catch me yet» — Ice Cube

Don’t trip you might break your neck

And get wet from the rain of the tec, I

«Back to the criminal set… but they can’t catch me yet» — Ice Cube

Your gum bumpin gon' lead to gun bumpin

I’m the one when the party is jumpin to

I heard the O.G.'s they don’t hit

And I’m the only one left from the West that you can’t fuck with

But lately I’ve been feelin like Will Smith

Why bother with rap when I can get 20 mill' on a flick?

Y’all niggas just started some shit, the underdog

Makin songs for them hogs, and them Bloods and Crips

For the shah by the mall with a Muslim scent

After all, who do you call to rock your shit?

Bust the ghetto bird, circle above, reminisce

Of the dust kicked up, the dirt swept under the rug

Duct tape, ski-mask, tape recorders

Cue K’s, ready to blaze and bakin' soda

First learned how to cook in a coffee pot

Made the block get hot like lava rock

Got love for the block cause I came from that

But I ain’t afraid to go right back

It’s a, suicide it’s a suicide

If you ever get the heart to try fuckin with mines

No change, I’m poppin the nine, you ridin the pine

The heavy metal knock you out of your mind

Now how many really gon' ride, when the war start?

Eaten alive by these hollow-tip darts

My 12 gauge’ll tear you apart, don’t get caught at the light

The house party or the neighborhood park

Mr. X marks the spot then pops the mark

Turn your whole neighborhood to a parkin lot

I paid the cost to be the boss

And will do my time standin up 'til I get an appeal

These weapons too real to conceal, so why bother

Semper fidelis, I learned from my father

I always stay faithful to myself and grow

But when I catch that ass after the show —

I’m slick and slippery

On a high-speed chase all the way to the victory

Y’all niggas is stone cold mysteries

Too weak, can’t stand in the ring with me

Put a pussy back in his place, straightlaced

With a Strong Arm Steady gang up in your face

I run a race with the West to my back

While you’re the reason why they say niggas in the West can’t rap

Ever since the white Concourse 'Llac, I’ve been unmatched

A avalanche in the hood on attack

Just hardcore actual facts, never wait

Just react when them killers come at you with gats

Had to dig the knife out of my back, now I’m back on track

Hittin laps, 'bout to widen the gap yo

It ain’t the long fall from the top that got 'em

It was the sharp sudden stop at the bottom, haha