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Movies Lyrics - Artist : Xzibit
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Maybe it's time I change religions on you Turn a Christian to a Muslim, turn a Buddhist to a Christian Tell 'em Catholic Ronnie been it Sippin' red wine inside the Pentagon Writin sinister lines 'til all the ink inside my pen is gone Jeremy Lin got the world watchin' ESPN My sick porno obsession's got me watchin' these lesbians I'm a sick fuckin' psychotic bastard The mic is my sword, the booth is your casket I'm sittin' inside a classic six-four with the ratchet Throwin' up west side is my worst fuckin' habit All these snap backs and egos Eyes lookin' through peep holes is why I don't trust no one except God and Tim Tebow I'm livin' my destiny, poppin' pills, high as fuck Fuckin' bitches in the club, holdin' my Spades bottle up I think it's time you salute me or shoot me Either way, I'm the star of this motherfuckin' movie [Slim The Mobster:] They say I got a suicidal tendency murderin' all my enemies first It ain't no question, the thunder under my shirt Fuck around and you'll be up under the dirt This automatic'll turn your Hummer to a hearse Worse case scenario, pipe bomb your burial They gonna have to bury you twice This scary cat on this night life The Gulf stream private but the weed is top flight My PO already know I'm a motherfuckin' flight risk Heavy chain, light wrist, pay cash for everything That white bitch (she got it, she got it) that's my words to Orenthal Sixteen and a two liter got it lookin' like motor oil I'm leanin' hard in that flat black turbo charged coupe on twenty-fours, pedal to the floor One hunnid shots at a nigga, still got plenty more Slim The Mobster and my Israeli-made Uzi We turn your block to a motherfuckin' movie [Young De:] Lights, cameras, action, niggas ready to shoot (shoot) But these ain't lights and cameras pointed at you (you) Block off the scene 'cause your scenes don't move me We'll turn your block into a motherfuckin' movie Lights, cameras, action, niggas ready to shoot (shoot) But these ain't lights and cameras pointed at you (you) Block off the scene 'cause your scenes don't move me We'll turn your block into a motherfuckin' movie [Xzibit:] Back When We Were Kings, we were the Lord of the Rings Requiem for a Dream, smokin' my Soylent Green Now I know why the Cage Bird sings, there's no more Men of Honor I'm Iron Man in my suit of armor, runnin' from karma The Good Die Young, No Country for Old Men There Will be Blood deeper than Leviathan And my Platoon full of Bad Lieutenants X-Men, Expendables, Bad Company criminals Crush Grooves with a Kangol, Serpent And The Rainbow 48 Hours to Kill Bill, Cash and Tango Braveheart, Battleship, Devil's Advocate with the Passion of Christ, It's A Wonderful Life Miami Vice, what to get right It's Midnight in the Garden the Good and Evil I Crash Ordinary People, Lethal Weapon without four sequels Survive the Hunger Games The Gods Must be Crazy, Ricochet through the Purple Rain Because The Devil Wears Prada The Dead Presidents can turn a Goodfella to a Godfather Animal House, Stand and Deliver The King's Speech Leonardo DiCaprio on The Beach Ocean's Eleven if All Dogs go to Heaven The Silence of the Lambs, Son of Sam, Seven, I am Legend Fuck this New Jack City, I'm on the Midnight Express With this American History X, yes [Crooked I:] Off the dome and I'm talkin' slick as petroleum 'Cause I don't fuck with pens 'less I'm ballin' on some linoleum Niggas preachin' hate from Napoleon I'm slowly throwing salt in my game like pourin' some sodium on a goalie But, homie, I'm only in it for the cash sport Think you fucked the world? Somethin' like a pornstar with a passport With Officer Walker and my side mirror in He don't like me 'cause I'm dark as a Nigerian Rockin' a lot of jewelry and smart as a librarian And the look in my errogant eyes said I'd bury him I said it before, don't ignore it again Two hands on the Nine, like a quarter to ten, dude Life's a hooker, the hall raised me This poor baby was born crazy Put in the middle of drug wars, thug lords and judges tryna to court case me Lord, Save Me, it's Scorsese, a movie [Young De:] Lights, cameras, action, niggas ready to shoot (shoot) But these ain't lights and cameras pointed at you (you) Block off the scene 'cause your scenes don't move me We'll turn your block into a motherfuckin' movie Lights, cameras, action, niggas ready to shoot (shoot) But these ain't lights and cameras pointed at you (you) Block off the scene 'cause your scenes don't move me We'll turn your block into a motherfuckin' movie |
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