Lyrics of 'Lax' by X-Zibit

You better get ready for the war

[chorus]
It's so frustratin, so many hatin
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But i ain't waitin, there's no escapin
You better get ready for the war

[verse one]
A shotgun fanatic, who right back at it
You get, mopped and dropped like a filthy habit
X, snatch and grab it, got you hopin i fail
Cause if i fail you'd be happy like a faggot in jail
I'm full retail, guaranteed to sell
In my jet black mcclaren with my mademoiselle
I'm strong-arm steady, you fragile and frail
You think you ready for them steady niggaz? i can't tell
Sex sells so fuck you all, we came to bubble and ball
You getting shut own soon as i touch down
Bust rounds, enemies slayed and cut down
Fully automatic spittin rounds with no sound
Break down your whole regime, like an m-16
Make sure the chamber in the barrel is clean
And the spring that's connected to the firin pin
That's connected to the trigger when i squeeze it again, begin

[hook: xzibit] dollar menu's smell like shit
Look ma top of the world, the best of the best
King california, l-a-x
Out the hood, in the penthouse, from the projects
One man, one gun, how the west was won - sing!

[chorus - repeat 2x]
It's so frustratin, so many hatin
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But i ain't waitin, there's no escapin
You better get ready for the war

[verse two]
Hit like a heavyweight, breathe deep, meditate
Make the whole crowd get loud, make 'em levitate
I ride through my city like a presidential candidate
L-a-x, phantom double-r, and accelerate
Stack build elevate, crash through the prison gate
Generation hate, appetite to eliminate
X-man don't spit rhymes, i ventilate
Traffic contraband, yeah banned through the interstate
Got a sick flow - didn't know? let me demonstrate
Renovate the game, new nigga that you love to hate
The left hand lands and the right hand devastates
Half part of your face replaced with a metal plate
Irate, get snatched to a better place
Let the detached decorate with the yellow tape
Detonate, drop bombs, make the earth shake
In brazil with a half mill' in the briefcase

[hook]
Look ma top of the world, the best of the best
King california, l-a-x
Out the hood, in the penthouse, from the projects
One man, one gun, how the west was won - sing!

[chorus - 2x]
It's so frustratin, so many hatin
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But i ain't waitin, there's no escapin
You better get ready for the war

You better get ready for the war