Just Maintain Lyrics

Just Maintain lyrics

[Xzibit]

 I look you in the grill

 And I laugh inside

 Niggas always perpetratin

 Like they down to ride

 But please don't try to tell me

 What I can not see

 What's the real definiton

 Of A Fake MC

 [J-Ro]

 Muthafuckas only rappin since 93

 And expect all props

 [Xzibit]

 Them gettin dropped like hot rocks

 "So stop what you doin cause I'm

 About to ruin".....

 Like Shock-G get turned to stone

 Tryin to rock me

 I seperate my thought process

 From stress, 24 tracks inside my brain

 Tyrin to maintain

 I bang shit without no gang or jherri curls

 I seem like Kadeem

 In a whole different world

 It's the girls the cars niggas lose themselves

 Forgettin who they are

 When they try to be that superstar

 They don't understand

 It's all in the game plan

 Exploit the art

 And watch Hip-Hop fall apart

 But I'm a do my part, and stay true

 And keep breakin down bitch niggas like you

 

 HOOK

 [Hurrincane Gee]

 I'm not the type

 To play games or drop

 Name I just maintain

 And burn rappers out the frame

 Doin my part to stay true

 And keep breakin down

 Bitch niggas like you

 

 [Xzibit]

 But above all else

 I represent it for myself

 Leavin muthafuckas stretched out

 Or better yet X-ed out

 Xzibit, Excelerate, I rush it to the extreme

 Like nicotine, never get me clean

 From your blood stream

 We all can't bust, so do it how you must

 But if you hustle, avoid gettin rushed

 With hand cuffs plus

 In got we trust but don't trust us, we just

 Add to the ashes, then pick up the dust

 Like that

 [J-Ro]

 I make it seem

 Like you havin bad dreams

 Have you wakin up out your sleep

 By your own screams

 Xzibit has arrived Goddamit

 [Xzibit]

 We bout to rock the whole planet

 And bitch niggas can't stand it

 Try to play the back and look intense

 You need to hit a fence

 You don't want none of this

 Hands on experience

 I'm no the type to play games

 Or drop names I just

 Maintain and drop rappers out the frame

 [Hurricane Gee]

 I bring it to the ruffest toughest

 Mic killers

 And you wanna be niggas

 And you burn bithces, type vicious

 Imitating Hurricane flow for riches

 You don't know the half

 I got the ill vocab double rap style

 Gettin bucked

 More freaky than your last good fuck

 Milkin you like ba ba pieces

 Meetin niggas lyrical wishes

 Writin rhymes and washin out dishes

 Flowin with the likwid wicked

 Representin with my nigga Xzibit

 And we gonna do it

 And do it and do it

 Til you satisfied! cause shit is tight

 Bodiqua C.E.O. on the mic

 Smashin and trashin

 Fuck Moschino fashion

 All you muthafuckas need to stop askin

 Valued more than the chrome

 On your last set of wheels

 Hurricane here to reign on your brain

 Just maintain