Rrrah, uh, bitch!
It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh?
K-W-Balls, Daniel Thompson hold like this
Like that in fact, with a fat-ass Battlecat track
I'm takin' caller number one, that is
Rrrah, uh, bitch, you took too long
Caller number two like this

Bounce up out of the house close to midnight
Full rack up in the back, shit is tight
Full charge and I'm out for somethin'
Mass production, Battlecat bang percussion
End of discussion, hittin' some corners, rearrange things
And bring change, we expand California
Listen, I lost more than I can ever gain back
From this road to riches, makin' my heart turn black
So I'm cold to bitches, and I never call back
Plus I'm stoned and vicious, lay your whole hood flat
Get your shit together, nigga, big Snoop Dogg told me
"Do music and leave that other shit alone, homie"
We came from dust, the X-odus, the hard to touch
Y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with us, and plus
It ain't nothin' like standin' on your own two
So run them streets, but never let 'em run you

Time is steady wastin', steady wastin'
Since time won't wait for me, yeah, won't wait, won't wait
Just give me a beat that's bang, give me a beat that's bangin'
I'll bust 'til I'm deceased, yeah, woo-ooh, woo-ooh

Tune in, witness the rise of a icon
The python wrap around 'til your breath gone
The upper echelon, and I'm the cat you pull a weapon on
And wanna squeeze 'til my life is gone
Back to the wall and trust nobody
Sippin' Cognac with Kurupt, Young Gotti
Somebody gotta recognize this
Throw fo' fingers up, add a thumb, then make it a fist
Number one draft pick, lead the league in assists
Give a fuck how you decorate your neck and your wrists
You just settin' yourself up for the twist (gimme that) it's like this
Only a few slide through like the Schindler's List
Who's the bitch, who's the mack, what's worse
The niggas that bring in the coke or smoke the crack?
Metaphor figure four let it break your back (yeah)
It's been a long time, where the gangstas at?

Time is steady wastin', steady wastin'
Since time won't wait for me, yeah, won't wait, won't wait
Just give me a beat that's bangin', give me a beat that's bangin'
I'll bust 'til I'm deceased, yeah, woo-ooh, woo-ooh

Damn, it feels good to be back in the saddle
On top of the game, crackin' the frame, the heat of the battle
Been a long time comin' but we waited
Xzibit went from bein' hated to makin' the whole world say it
Give a fuck if the radio play it
Niggas fall like the domino effect and you can't delay it
It ain't about who you are when you're makin' your stack
It's the look that's on your face when you givin' it back
Picture that

Time keeps on slippin', slippin'
Keeps on slippin' away, mm-hmm
My mind keeps on trippin'-trippin'
Trippin' like every-day, mm-hmm (word, yeah)
Yeah, it's been a long time
Time is steady wastin', steady wastin'
Since time won't wait for me, yeah, won't wait, won't wait
Just give me a beat that's bangin', give me a beat that's bangin'
I'll bust 'til I'm deceased, yeah, woo-ooh, woo-ooh

First message, message marked urgent
Xzibit, it's Rifkind, remember me? You know, Loud Records?
You haven't called the label in six months
I know you're a star and everything right now
But you know what? We would really need this record
Sony's down my throat, please, please call me
Steve Rifkind, Loud Records (end of message)

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Writer(s): Alvin Joiner, Kevin Gilliam