- Votes:
- Composers:
- Luis Resto
- Alvin Joiner
- Denaun Porter
- Steve King
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- gangsta rap
- rap
- soundtrack
 
- See also:
Xzibit - Spit Shine lyrics
I ma' clean this whole shit out like colonics
 With words put together better than Sony electronics
 King of the jungle, humbly stay honest
 Eat with the lions, swim with pyranhas
 Gasoline the seem, strike the match
 Inferno, I'm too thorough nigga' so stand back
 (Oof!)
 I spit shine, get mine and rip rhymes
 And make my career take an incline
 I'm strict with knives, straight with razors
 Good with grenades and great with gauges
 Been around the world in a million stages
 Watch niggas bitch up and go through changes
 I had guns before thugs was in fashion
 I mashed out before niggas knew mashin'
 I knew terror before the plane started crashin'
 I got punch lines and niggas ain't laughin'
 I'm gon' be here after the smoke die down
 Insomnia style, I won't lie down
 Fight the good fight, don't need no help
 Keep your hands up, defend yo' self
 Move like I move and live life long
 Can't move up if ya' heart not strong
 Get'cha own shit 'cuz this shits mine
 (Yeah)
 Every time I spit I shine
 Cocksucka' I preach what I practise, back shit up
 Wrap this rap shit up, still actin' up
 Get found in a trunk of an Acura
 Y'all suck like jail and Dracula
 X turn up the heat, increase the hatred
 Straight stone faced don't fuck wit gay shit
 So I guess that means I can't fuck wit you now
 Two down, let off, vacate to new town
 It feel like Bishop and juice now
 Got a flame thrower that'll burn big holes through your goose down
 (Yeah!)
 Rough sound, same strong background
 Been on black, the big boys layin' chips downXzibit - Spit Shine - http://motolyrics.com/xzibit/spit-shine-lyrics.html
 My whole train of thought is
 To bully any mothafucker wit problems and not get caught
 I was blessed with life but I curse to death
 I'm a spit to my very last breath, fuck y'all
 I'm gon' be here after the smoke die down
 Insomnia style, I won't lie down
 Fight the good fight, don't need no help
 Keep your hands up, defend yo' self
 Move like I move and live life long
 Can't move up if ya' heart not strong
 Get'cha own shit cuz this shits mine
 Every time I spit I shine
 Let me give this a three second look, I hit a million dollar target
 You ain't came up yet, well nigga' let me show ya'
 Come across dope like planes and boats
 Like balloons filled with Coke down a mexican's throat
 You ever seen a man get smoked, they shit on they self
 Their body shake for a second then it gets dissected
 For evidence of the weapon and the people involved
 Let one nigga' talk, everybody gettin' caught fa sho'
 I say that to say this
 (What?)
 If you can't handle the time then ride the bitch
 Might as well touch ya' tail and jump the fence
 Castrate ya' self, expose the bitch
 X go head up, but fuck, never ran from it
 I got a gauge with buck shot that you can't stomach
 You ain't a killa, you a album filla
 You ain't a soldier, you a rap promoter, game over
 I'm gon' be here after the smoke die down
 Insomnia your style, I won't lie down
 Fight the good fight, don't need no help
 Keep your hands up, defend yo' self
 Move like I move and live life long
 Can't move up if ya' heart not strong
 Get'cha own shit 'cuz this shits mine
 Every time I spit I shine














