Текст песни
You are now tuned in to the ultimate sounds of Dr. Dre
You know what time it is!
Xzibit steps up to the mic
Layin' down the hardcore, real, raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's real! (Yeah)
(Yeah, huh, uh-huh)
Well, it's me, down with D-R-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks the beats, and the breaks
Rocks the cocks off the whores in the place
'Cause suckers shake, while I'm creatin'
They get together and they start to hatin'
How can we take him out one time
'Cause he brought back the West with the freshest rhymes
I might go first, and he'll go second
I'll wreck 'em, deck 'em, set it, just checkin' your mic
Droppin' hot shit I like
So throw up your hands, bitch, run your ice
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth, eat shit, you'll step off
Six is your beatdown, your title is seven
Takin' out your four-man crew makes 11
By the 12th, I go for self
Rockin' L.A. like no one else
You can check any rapper from the underground scene
But few have dropped hot shit and seen green
Some have dope 12 inches, count 'em
But not many niggas have slammin' albums
X to the Z rocks consistently
I'm "Criminal Minded" so don't fuck with me
Why? Well, that's my secret, baby
I don't take shit, so fuck you, pay me
So you can call me a public servant
Not a king but a teacher, I believe I've earned it
So I just walk, or ride my bike
And bust on the "Up In Smoke" stage tonight
Give me a chance and I'll rock the house
But let a motherfucker try to take me out
'Cause male or female, I will strangle
If it's a label, they have to untangle
Adidas, chains, jerseys, braids
Bandanas hangin' off the end of my gauge
Step right up if that's what you like
But watch your bitch, I catch hoes like a dyke
In the night at a height right for flight