| Song | Invade My Space |
| Artist | Xzibit |
| Album | Full Circle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Drew, Joiner | |
| Artist:Xzibit/Jelly Roll | |
| [Intro:Jelly Roll] | |
| This, cannot continue | |
| We must go, our sep-arate waaaaays | |
| Without youuuuu, I can do betterrrrr | |
| But first these words, I have, to, saaaaay | |
| It's nooooot, that I don't hear youuuuu | |
| When you scream, and curse, my, naaaaame | |
| It's juuuuust that I, don't feeeeeeel you | |
| Nigga you, invade, my spaaaaaaace | |
| [Xzibit] | |
| YEAH! | |
| Blacked out, tatted up, let's go, saddle up | |
| I'm alge-ballin, dumb niggaz cain't add it up | |
| Cock back, back 'em up, fuck what you throwin up (yeah) | |
| All these rappers comin out, ain't nobody showin up | |
| Man, where your talent at? Show me where your balance at | |
| You the king of the streets? Well I ain't heard none of that | |
| Just like the South say, watch what your mouth say | |
| Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, +Did it My Way+ | |
| I know we don't see eye to eye, you ain't never lied | |
| We should part ways 'fore somebody catch a homicide | |
| Recognize, lost of a lot of love when my momma died | |
| Did a gang of shhhhit, I'm surprised that I'm still alive | |
| Fishburn yellin wake up, open up my eyes | |
| Don't believe them lies from them guys that you idolize | |
| Ridicule, try to downplay, try to minimize | |
| And criticize when you on your grind so I realized | |
| [Chorus: Jelly Roll] | |
| This cannot continue, we must go our separate waaaaays | |
| Without you I'll do better, but first these words I have to saaaaay | |
| It's not that I don't hear you, when you scream and curse my naaaaame | |
| It's just that I don't feel you, nigga you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| [Xzibit] | |
| Go ahead spit it out, that's right, get it out | |
| So I can respond, nigga FUCK what you talk about | |
| Drop like a guillotine, money over everything | |
| seems to be the theme in the land of the Philistine | |
| Mentally you still shackled up on some lame shit | |
| Side by side on the bottom of a slave ship | |
| Came a long way from the place that I started from | |
| Ever seen a man's last breath beaten out of him? | |
| Hate manifest from the inside out | |
| The shit starts in your heart then spill out your mouth | |
| I'm the odd man out, watch it all pan out | |
| I see you tryin to stand up but you don't stand out (ha ha ha!) | |
| Now that I found that my path is original | |
| Prepared, never scared, had to peak at my pinnacle (yeah) | |
| I'm not like you, but you think we identical | |
| It's pitiful, you can never bang with the criminal | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Xzibit] | |
| Three wheels lock it up, ammo stock it up | |
| It's not for niggaz cause George Bush comin after us | |
| That's why it's time to roll, get where I gotta go | |
| All my people fightin for they soul, you are not alone | |
| Never waste my pearls on the swine and the ignorant | |
| Forever on my grind, you despise and belittle it | |
| Here's a little tidbit, X rock that real shit | |
| Dump like a L.A.P.D. cop, over kill shit | |
| Hooked on a brand new high called monopolize | |
| Put you on track where you just, you was out of line | |
| And I ain't got the time to fuck around with the dumb shit | |
| You know that young shit, the 'Hey nigga where you from' shit | |
| Even though the pistol in my hand, I'm a businessman | |
| People grow apart, don't expect you to understand | |
| Let's part ways and, then pray for better days | |
| I realize somebody 'bout to die, so I came to SAY | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Xzibit] + (Jelly Roll) | |
| Yeah, knowhatI'msayin? (you invadin my spaaaaace) | |
| Yeah, stop askin where the fuck I'm at | |
| Yeah (nigga you invadin my spaaaaace) | |
| Tryin to see where I'm at, tryin to be where I'm at all the fuckin time | |
| C'mon (you invadin my spaaaaace) | |
| Get a life nigga, heheheh | |
| I got mines, know'mtalkinbout? (nigga you invadin my spaaaaace) | |
| C'MON! |
| zuo ci : Drew, Joiner | |
| Artist: Xzibit Jelly Roll | |
| Intro: Jelly Roll | |
| This, cannot continue | |
| We must go, our separate waaaaays | |
| Without youuuuu, I can do betterrrrr | |
| But first these words, I have, to, saaaaay | |
| It' s nooooot, that I don' t hear youuuuu | |
| When you scream, and curse, my, naaaaame | |
| It' s juuuuust that I, don' t feeeeeeel you | |
| Nigga you, invade, my spaaaaaaace | |
| Xzibit | |
| YEAH! | |
| Blacked out, tatted up, let' s go, saddle up | |
| I' m algeballin, dumb niggaz cain' t add it up | |
| Cock back, back ' em up, fuck what you throwin up yeah | |
| All these rappers comin out, ain' t nobody showin up | |
| Man, where your talent at? Show me where your balance at | |
| You the king of the streets? Well I ain' t heard none of that | |
| Just like the South say, watch what your mouth say | |
| Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, Did it My Way | |
| I know we don' t see eye to eye, you ain' t never lied | |
| We should part ways ' fore somebody catch a homicide | |
| Recognize, lost of a lot of love when my momma died | |
| Did a gang of shhhhit, I' m surprised that I' m still alive | |
| Fishburn yellin wake up, open up my eyes | |
| Don' t believe them lies from them guys that you idolize | |
| Ridicule, try to downplay, try to minimize | |
| And criticize when you on your grind so I realized | |
| Chorus: Jelly Roll | |
| This cannot continue, we must go our separate waaaaays | |
| Without you I' ll do better, but first these words I have to saaaaay | |
| It' s not that I don' t hear you, when you scream and curse my naaaaame | |
| It' s just that I don' t feel you, nigga you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| Xzibit | |
| Go ahead spit it out, that' s right, get it out | |
| So I can respond, nigga FUCK what you talk about | |
| Drop like a guillotine, money over everything | |
| seems to be the theme in the land of the Philistine | |
| Mentally you still shackled up on some lame shit | |
| Side by side on the bottom of a slave ship | |
| Came a long way from the place that I started from | |
| Ever seen a man' s last breath beaten out of him? | |
| Hate manifest from the inside out | |
| The shit starts in your heart then spill out your mouth | |
| I' m the odd man out, watch it all pan out | |
| I see you tryin to stand up but you don' t stand out ha ha ha! | |
| Now that I found that my path is original | |
| Prepared, never scared, had to peak at my pinnacle yeah | |
| I' m not like you, but you think we identical | |
| It' s pitiful, you can never bang with the criminal | |
| Chorus | |
| Xzibit | |
| Three wheels lock it up, ammo stock it up | |
| It' s not for niggaz cause George Bush comin after us | |
| That' s why it' s time to roll, get where I gotta go | |
| All my people fightin for they soul, you are not alone | |
| Never waste my pearls on the swine and the ignorant | |
| Forever on my grind, you despise and belittle it | |
| Here' s a little tidbit, X rock that real shit | |
| Dump like a L. A. P. D. cop, over kill shit | |
| Hooked on a brand new high called monopolize | |
| Put you on track where you just, you was out of line | |
| And I ain' t got the time to fuck around with the dumb shit | |
| You know that young shit, the ' Hey nigga where you from' shit | |
| Even though the pistol in my hand, I' m a businessman | |
| People grow apart, don' t expect you to understand | |
| Let' s part ways and, then pray for better days | |
| I realize somebody ' bout to die, so I came to SAY | |
| Chorus | |
| Xzibit Jelly Roll | |
| Yeah, knowhatI' msayin? you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| Yeah, stop askin where the fuck I' m at | |
| Yeah nigga you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| Tryin to see where I' m at, tryin to be where I' m at all the fuckin time | |
| C' mon you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| Get a life nigga, heheheh | |
| I got mines, know' mtalkinbout? nigga you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| C' MON! |
| zuò cí : Drew, Joiner | |
| Artist: Xzibit Jelly Roll | |
| Intro: Jelly Roll | |
| This, cannot continue | |
| We must go, our separate waaaaays | |
| Without youuuuu, I can do betterrrrr | |
| But first these words, I have, to, saaaaay | |
| It' s nooooot, that I don' t hear youuuuu | |
| When you scream, and curse, my, naaaaame | |
| It' s juuuuust that I, don' t feeeeeeel you | |
| Nigga you, invade, my spaaaaaaace | |
| Xzibit | |
| YEAH! | |
| Blacked out, tatted up, let' s go, saddle up | |
| I' m algeballin, dumb niggaz cain' t add it up | |
| Cock back, back ' em up, fuck what you throwin up yeah | |
| All these rappers comin out, ain' t nobody showin up | |
| Man, where your talent at? Show me where your balance at | |
| You the king of the streets? Well I ain' t heard none of that | |
| Just like the South say, watch what your mouth say | |
| Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, Did it My Way | |
| I know we don' t see eye to eye, you ain' t never lied | |
| We should part ways ' fore somebody catch a homicide | |
| Recognize, lost of a lot of love when my momma died | |
| Did a gang of shhhhit, I' m surprised that I' m still alive | |
| Fishburn yellin wake up, open up my eyes | |
| Don' t believe them lies from them guys that you idolize | |
| Ridicule, try to downplay, try to minimize | |
| And criticize when you on your grind so I realized | |
| Chorus: Jelly Roll | |
| This cannot continue, we must go our separate waaaaays | |
| Without you I' ll do better, but first these words I have to saaaaay | |
| It' s not that I don' t hear you, when you scream and curse my naaaaame | |
| It' s just that I don' t feel you, nigga you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| Xzibit | |
| Go ahead spit it out, that' s right, get it out | |
| So I can respond, nigga FUCK what you talk about | |
| Drop like a guillotine, money over everything | |
| seems to be the theme in the land of the Philistine | |
| Mentally you still shackled up on some lame shit | |
| Side by side on the bottom of a slave ship | |
| Came a long way from the place that I started from | |
| Ever seen a man' s last breath beaten out of him? | |
| Hate manifest from the inside out | |
| The shit starts in your heart then spill out your mouth | |
| I' m the odd man out, watch it all pan out | |
| I see you tryin to stand up but you don' t stand out ha ha ha! | |
| Now that I found that my path is original | |
| Prepared, never scared, had to peak at my pinnacle yeah | |
| I' m not like you, but you think we identical | |
| It' s pitiful, you can never bang with the criminal | |
| Chorus | |
| Xzibit | |
| Three wheels lock it up, ammo stock it up | |
| It' s not for niggaz cause George Bush comin after us | |
| That' s why it' s time to roll, get where I gotta go | |
| All my people fightin for they soul, you are not alone | |
| Never waste my pearls on the swine and the ignorant | |
| Forever on my grind, you despise and belittle it | |
| Here' s a little tidbit, X rock that real shit | |
| Dump like a L. A. P. D. cop, over kill shit | |
| Hooked on a brand new high called monopolize | |
| Put you on track where you just, you was out of line | |
| And I ain' t got the time to fuck around with the dumb shit | |
| You know that young shit, the ' Hey nigga where you from' shit | |
| Even though the pistol in my hand, I' m a businessman | |
| People grow apart, don' t expect you to understand | |
| Let' s part ways and, then pray for better days | |
| I realize somebody ' bout to die, so I came to SAY | |
| Chorus | |
| Xzibit Jelly Roll | |
| Yeah, knowhatI' msayin? you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| Yeah, stop askin where the fuck I' m at | |
| Yeah nigga you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| Tryin to see where I' m at, tryin to be where I' m at all the fuckin time | |
| C' mon you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| Get a life nigga, heheheh | |
| I got mines, know' mtalkinbout? nigga you invadin my spaaaaace | |
| C' MON! |