Positively Negative Lyrics
| Song | Positively Negative |
| Artist | Xzibit |
| Album | At The Speed Of Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Joiner, McBride, Sherrad | |
| King tee： | |
| Now let me introduce whose first | |
| The nigga that's been down | |
| With the set since birth | |
| Whatever it was worth | |
| I checked in on the norm | |
| Since a juvenile callin' | |
| Shots in the dorm | |
| Moms said you better get right | |
| Or shake the spot | |
| I chose to break and be a rollin' stone | |
| Like pop | |
| Stashin' the rocks by the gats | |
| With the gs | |
| So i can talk crazy when the narks yell freeze! | |
| I don't fight the feelin' | |
| Gotta hustle with a passion | |
| Comin' cross state to put you down | |
| With some action | |
| In actuallity i keeps it real in the streets | |
| Remininsin' younger days | |
| Over gangsa ass beats | |
| And i, | |
| Hit the weed | |
| Til myeye balls bleed | |
| While my life is corrupted | |
| By lust and greed | |
| Serve you anything from cocaine | |
| Up to speed | |
| I came with the drank | |
| So here's five on the weed | |
| Xzibit: | |
| See kids don't belong | |
| Up in grown folks buisness | |
| The likwit niggas rollin' through with a thickness | |
| Sickness bear witness | |
| Like tequlla without a chaser | |
| It burns going down | |
| Niggas guarenteed to drown | |
| Legendary sound | |
| From the west coast underground | |
| The mighty king tee | |
| And mr. x to the z, see | |
| Never underestimate the power | |
| Of the x man | |
| Dismantle your plans | |
| Or just catch you with a back hand | |
| Xzbit bring it to you live | |
| With the know how | |
| Cool in a gang | |
| And ain't about to change | |
| My lifestyle | |
| Catchin' bodies in this uphill battle | |
| But xzibit unravel | |
| Have smoke will travel | |
| I bust teflon rhymes | |
| Into the crowd, bitch | |
| You anin't steve rif | |
| So stop trying to get loud | |
| You need to pump your brakes to avoid the collision | |
| Xzibit still winnin' | |
| Unanimous decisions | |
| King tee: | |
| It's going down | |
| Once again everybody lay down | |
| Run your money and the jewels | |
| To the front without a sound | |
| The infamous supreme king tee | |
| Glad to meet ya | |
| Derranged in the mothafuckin' brain | |
| Through ya speaka and hey | |
| I walk around the hood lookin' looped | |
| Strapped like a mothafuckin' | |
| Desert strom troop | |
| Niggas be like "king tila | |
| How you get that benz?" | |
| By sending birds to oklahoma city | |
| To my friends | |
| I slang my gangsta funk | |
| Through the night | |
| Sometimes i fight | |
| Like i'm the ghost of eric wright | |
| Compton is where i dwell | |
| It's like hell | |
| Slangin' the shit that got the smokers | |
| In a spell | |
| And all my homies live lives | |
| Like crooks | |
| Rich and infamous | |
| Hoes wanna look but get shook | |
| Cause we don't trust you hoes | |
| You'll have a nigga fucked up | |
| With a bullet through his clothes | |
| Positively nothings positive | |
| Negativity positively how we live | |
| Positively nothings positive | |
| Negativity positively how we live | |
| Xzibit: | |
| Ladies and gentlemen | |
| Undivided attention | |
| Xzibit get you open like nicole brown simpson | |
| It's the... | |
| Most dangerous things next to grizzles | |
| Unsolved mysteries | |
| Xzibit hit you penetentary style | |
| Quick sharp and straight to the neck | |
| I'm heavy on your chest | |
| I'm all up in your life | |
| Like stress | |
| The coast that resides to your left | |
| Whre niggas perpitrate | |
| And catch a fate worse than death | |
| And like cyanide i'm hard to detect | |
| Got more desighns and stragiht lines | |
| Than an architect | |
| King tee chapter four | |
| Verse seven reads | |
| Xzibit shall come and break down humanity | |
| Niggas lose ther're sanity | |
| Trying to handle me | |
| Dysfunctional member of the alkaholik family |
| zuo ci : Joiner, McBride, Sherrad | |
| King tee: | |
| Now let me introduce whose first | |
| The nigga that' s been down | |
| With the set since birth | |
| Whatever it was worth | |
| I checked in on the norm | |
| Since a juvenile callin' | |
| Shots in the dorm | |
| Moms said you better get right | |
| Or shake the spot | |
| I chose to break and be a rollin' stone | |
| Like pop | |
| Stashin' the rocks by the gats | |
| With the gs | |
| So i can talk crazy when the narks yell freeze! | |
| I don' t fight the feelin' | |
| Gotta hustle with a passion | |
| Comin' cross state to put you down | |
| With some action | |
| In actuallity i keeps it real in the streets | |
| Remininsin' younger days | |
| Over gangsa ass beats | |
| And i, | |
| Hit the weed | |
| Til myeye balls bleed | |
| While my life is corrupted | |
| By lust and greed | |
| Serve you anything from cocaine | |
| Up to speed | |
| I came with the drank | |
| So here' s five on the weed | |
| Xzibit: | |
| See kids don' t belong | |
| Up in grown folks buisness | |
| The likwit niggas rollin' through with a thickness | |
| Sickness bear witness | |
| Like tequlla without a chaser | |
| It burns going down | |
| Niggas guarenteed to drown | |
| Legendary sound | |
| From the west coast underground | |
| The mighty king tee | |
| And mr. x to the z, see | |
| Never underestimate the power | |
| Of the x man | |
| Dismantle your plans | |
| Or just catch you with a back hand | |
| Xzbit bring it to you live | |
| With the know how | |
| Cool in a gang | |
| And ain' t about to change | |
| My lifestyle | |
| Catchin' bodies in this uphill battle | |
| But xzibit unravel | |
| Have smoke will travel | |
| I bust teflon rhymes | |
| Into the crowd, bitch | |
| You anin' t steve rif | |
| So stop trying to get loud | |
| You need to pump your brakes to avoid the collision | |
| Xzibit still winnin' | |
| Unanimous decisions | |
| King tee: | |
| It' s going down | |
| Once again everybody lay down | |
| Run your money and the jewels | |
| To the front without a sound | |
| The infamous supreme king tee | |
| Glad to meet ya | |
| Derranged in the mothafuckin' brain | |
| Through ya speaka and hey | |
| I walk around the hood lookin' looped | |
| Strapped like a mothafuckin' | |
| Desert strom troop | |
| Niggas be like " king tila | |
| How you get that benz?" | |
| By sending birds to oklahoma city | |
| To my friends | |
| I slang my gangsta funk | |
| Through the night | |
| Sometimes i fight | |
| Like i' m the ghost of eric wright | |
| Compton is where i dwell | |
| It' s like hell | |
| Slangin' the shit that got the smokers | |
| In a spell | |
| And all my homies live lives | |
| Like crooks | |
| Rich and infamous | |
| Hoes wanna look but get shook | |
| Cause we don' t trust you hoes | |
| You' ll have a nigga fucked up | |
| With a bullet through his clothes | |
| Positively nothings positive | |
| Negativity positively how we live | |
| Positively nothings positive | |
| Negativity positively how we live | |
| Xzibit: | |
| Ladies and gentlemen | |
| Undivided attention | |
| Xzibit get you open like nicole brown simpson | |
| It' s the... | |
| Most dangerous things next to grizzles | |
| Unsolved mysteries | |
| Xzibit hit you penetentary style | |
| Quick sharp and straight to the neck | |
| I' m heavy on your chest | |
| I' m all up in your life | |
| Like stress | |
| The coast that resides to your left | |
| Whre niggas perpitrate | |
| And catch a fate worse than death | |
| And like cyanide i' m hard to detect | |
| Got more desighns and stragiht lines | |
| Than an architect | |
| King tee chapter four | |
| Verse seven reads | |
| Xzibit shall come and break down humanity | |
| Niggas lose ther' re sanity | |
| Trying to handle me | |
| Dysfunctional member of the alkaholik family |
| zuò cí : Joiner, McBride, Sherrad | |
| King tee: | |
| Now let me introduce whose first | |
| The nigga that' s been down | |
| With the set since birth | |
| Whatever it was worth | |
| I checked in on the norm | |
| Since a juvenile callin' | |
| Shots in the dorm | |
| Moms said you better get right | |
| Or shake the spot | |
| I chose to break and be a rollin' stone | |
| Like pop | |
| Stashin' the rocks by the gats | |
| With the gs | |
| So i can talk crazy when the narks yell freeze! | |
| I don' t fight the feelin' | |
| Gotta hustle with a passion | |
| Comin' cross state to put you down | |
| With some action | |
| In actuallity i keeps it real in the streets | |
| Remininsin' younger days | |
| Over gangsa ass beats | |
| And i, | |
| Hit the weed | |
| Til myeye balls bleed | |
| While my life is corrupted | |
| By lust and greed | |
| Serve you anything from cocaine | |
| Up to speed | |
| I came with the drank | |
| So here' s five on the weed | |
| Xzibit: | |
| See kids don' t belong | |
| Up in grown folks buisness | |
| The likwit niggas rollin' through with a thickness | |
| Sickness bear witness | |
| Like tequlla without a chaser | |
| It burns going down | |
| Niggas guarenteed to drown | |
| Legendary sound | |
| From the west coast underground | |
| The mighty king tee | |
| And mr. x to the z, see | |
| Never underestimate the power | |
| Of the x man | |
| Dismantle your plans | |
| Or just catch you with a back hand | |
| Xzbit bring it to you live | |
| With the know how | |
| Cool in a gang | |
| And ain' t about to change | |
| My lifestyle | |
| Catchin' bodies in this uphill battle | |
| But xzibit unravel | |
| Have smoke will travel | |
| I bust teflon rhymes | |
| Into the crowd, bitch | |
| You anin' t steve rif | |
| So stop trying to get loud | |
| You need to pump your brakes to avoid the collision | |
| Xzibit still winnin' | |
| Unanimous decisions | |
| King tee: | |
| It' s going down | |
| Once again everybody lay down | |
| Run your money and the jewels | |
| To the front without a sound | |
| The infamous supreme king tee | |
| Glad to meet ya | |
| Derranged in the mothafuckin' brain | |
| Through ya speaka and hey | |
| I walk around the hood lookin' looped | |
| Strapped like a mothafuckin' | |
| Desert strom troop | |
| Niggas be like " king tila | |
| How you get that benz?" | |
| By sending birds to oklahoma city | |
| To my friends | |
| I slang my gangsta funk | |
| Through the night | |
| Sometimes i fight | |
| Like i' m the ghost of eric wright | |
| Compton is where i dwell | |
| It' s like hell | |
| Slangin' the shit that got the smokers | |
| In a spell | |
| And all my homies live lives | |
| Like crooks | |
| Rich and infamous | |
| Hoes wanna look but get shook | |
| Cause we don' t trust you hoes | |
| You' ll have a nigga fucked up | |
| With a bullet through his clothes | |
| Positively nothings positive | |
| Negativity positively how we live | |
| Positively nothings positive | |
| Negativity positively how we live | |
| Xzibit: | |
| Ladies and gentlemen | |
| Undivided attention | |
| Xzibit get you open like nicole brown simpson | |
| It' s the... | |
| Most dangerous things next to grizzles | |
| Unsolved mysteries | |
| Xzibit hit you penetentary style | |
| Quick sharp and straight to the neck | |
| I' m heavy on your chest | |
| I' m all up in your life | |
| Like stress | |
| The coast that resides to your left | |
| Whre niggas perpitrate | |
| And catch a fate worse than death | |
| And like cyanide i' m hard to detect | |
| Got more desighns and stragiht lines | |
| Than an architect | |
| King tee chapter four | |
| Verse seven reads | |
| Xzibit shall come and break down humanity | |
| Niggas lose ther' re sanity | |
| Trying to handle me | |
| Dysfunctional member of the alkaholik family |
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