Trunk shit

Burnin motherfuckers to the third degree
Burnin all the way to four when itÂ’s time for an encore
Hardcore, unexplanable like the trinity
Taking out the enemy with double shots of hennessey
And ainÂ’t no such thing as a survivor
Seal the blunt with saliva set it on fire
While I dominate brainstorm like mcgyver
I make fakes deteriorate like richard pryor
Now whoÂ’s the liar, whoÂ’s the man with the answers
Am I the xzibit or breakin down like branches
Tryin to survive in this high price of livin
ThatÂ’s only most niggaz is dead or in prison
And a whole new style of livin

We are at an all time low like jacques cousteau
We got the minors and the majors and I just went pro
IÂ’m like shadrac meshack abendago
ItÂ’s way too hot niggas gotta shake the spot
We put you all up in knots but yo itÂ’s all for a reason
As long as IÂ’m sweatin and breathin itÂ’s open season
On any emcee that flash his brights in my gunsights
In the shade, paid, from the bitch-made
Took the test made the grade now we in the cut
You canÂ’t handle the static you donÂ’t wanna turn it up
Your eyes my shine, teeth may grit, and all of that shit
But you still wonÂ’t step so come next
To a whole new style of livin

Burnin motherfuckers to the third degree
Burnin all the way to four when itÂ’s time for an encore
Hardcore, unexplanable like the trinity
Taking out the enemy with double shots of hennessey
And ainÂ’t no such thing as a survivor
Seal the blunt with saliva set it on fire
While I dominate brainstorm like mcgyver
I make fakes deteriorate like richard pryor
Now whoÂ’s the liar, whoÂ’s the man with the answers
Am I the xzibit or breakin down like branches
Tryin to survive in this high price of livin
ThatÂ’s only most niggaz is dead or in prison
And a whole new style of livin