Handle Your Business Lyrics

Handle Your Business

featuring Defari Herut

[Xzibit]

Yeah, uh, what,
worldwide

Yeah, Im forever, ever lastin, spread the
wealth
Procrastination like masturbation, your fuckin yourself
So we
gonna move on em quickly (what)
No chance to think about coming
back
Chain smoke em, turn they lungs black
See I was raised to love
black, but sometimes
Black folks wanna sweat you harder than the
one-time
Never participate in dumb, def and blind shit
Plus I got my
little man, so daily I'm reminded
The ride only gets rougher (right)
But
I'll be damned if me and my niggas suffer
Smuggle this motherucker with the
raw shit, I'm blessed wit
Lookin at the world, burned for the young and the
desperate
Showed heart, but got cardiac arrested
More than a nigga with
an image and a press kit
The wreck hits, creates desert land,
desolate
The whole intent to rock the shit, keep the herb lit

Chorus:
Xzibit (Defari)

Handle your business before your business handles
you
Mister X to the Z (and Defari Herut), one two
(Remain true,
regardless what we go through)
Yeah, handle your business so you can stand
on your on two
*repeat*

[Defari Herut]

Everyday I puts in down
in LA, hustle in this
Assassin lyricist, serious, muscle in this
I call
the bets, I know we got coordinates on more games to wreck
We blaze shows,
never no Half Step
Tactics, B-Boys, no games no antics
No false images,
no bullshit semantics
We planned this, for hundred of
thousands
Reignin/Rainin on they brains with lyrics, from the
mountains
Don't contemplate what you can't even demostrate
Defari lottery
draftpick, never the second rate
Nigga who wanna hate but front like its all
great
I gots no time for these emotional niggas, I gots to motivate
Moves
to make, best rhyme straight
That's for the old school, this here's our year,
it's time to elevate
Handle this, don't hesitate got money to make
Push
maximum levels from the Golden State

Chorus

[Defari
Herut]

This combination's high calibre
Hatians stay amazed and
confused like this was algebra
I'm scoutin the, best land for
property
Never sloppily, picture someone stoppin me
>From gettin mine,
line after line
And you wonder why I call these fake niggas Miller
they
think they Genuine; I'm startin to shine, imported Italian
With a custom
made Herut charm as my medallion

[Xzibit]

Seem like, I recite the
same prayer every night
Watch my folks, make sure my dogs stay tight
And
fully prepared to gunfight in broad daylight
Till then, lick it to the chin,
let it begin
We could break bread or break skin; and watch me send it
Try
not to break the law, sometimes I gotta bend it
And my directions, suggest
for your own protection
You motherfuckers keep it movin like an
intersection

Chorus

Serious business *scratched in
background*
Fuck you, like that Mr. X to the Z, Defari Herut. Yeah, yeah
right? *3X*
What, keep it movin like this y'all