M.A.D. Kutz, Xzibit, Ol’ Dirty Bastard - Desperate Man lyrics
Xzibit [Alvin Nathaniel Joiner] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[M.A.D. Kutz, Xzibit, Ol’ Dirty Bastard - Desperate Man lyrics]
Give me the muthafuckin' cue
I'mma pop this shit
We desperate men, muthafucka, we
Need this muthafuckin' CREAM, muthafucka
Ain't nobody out here trynna give us shit
Muthafucka
Fuck all that shit, fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you hype ass muthafuckas
All y'all can suck my dick
When I rise, in the morning
I thank the God that I'm breathin'
Cuz all the population's risin'
Y'all muthafuckas be leavin'
And I don't wanna be, one of those
Who be singin'
Shot up on your local newspage
Then later on this evening
Some say they ready to die, nah
That ain't the fly guy
All I wanna do is make
CREAM and just get high
Some wonder God is he gone
Til his jewelry stop
But, I can handle that shit
No way can I not rock block
I just let the section know that I do
To be respected and matured
I refuse to leave Bush
That's kinda home like the worm
And past my reflex, duck shit, I'm like sperm
My radio frequency
Now go against the grain like Howard Stern
East to West
Niggas need to clean it out their ears and
Now who rockin' Biggie, and fake Ice Cube's?
In the hole, we need it get it again
On the mic, now Dino rap shit next year
From a not born, to a born don
Rap armageddon
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel
Or just a dead end to get it back like a
Light packerback, move the way, and yo
Nigga roam, I pack the track
Yo I never underestimate a desperate man
Yo, get splattered in the paper
Like a desperate pen friend
Yo, sippin' on it, I peep the hooks to end
And if it's war
I'm goin' out like a sinful friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
A little my friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
A little my friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
Like respect in my hand
Aiyo, the beef is on
Y'all niggas brought the heat to my kitchen
So when poison switch in, snitchin'
In my ear bitchin' knowin' damn right
You runnin' around like a clown
In and out of town
Snatchin' niggas for G's and pounds
One of the first niggas tell me
I had a fluke
Now you come around, trynna sing to me
Is that you know i got a full clip
Nigga you need to get off that bullshit
I stay strapped wit a gat, I'm Alert
Ready to pull shit aiyo, aiyo, way back
Like roosters ready to gat
Now the tendency, sippin' Hennessey
Sellin' crack
For the avocado son, now you turned desperado
Know no Gravato, or Crystal out the bottle
Trynna swoop me out the game
But I'm in like Rado sweatin' like Pablo
While I'm pumpin' on diablos
Wanna get me, I'm takin' muthafuckas wit me
That's my motto
Yo I never underestimate a desperate man
Yo, get splattered in the paper
Like a desperate pen friend
Yo, sippin' on it, I peep the hooks to end
And if it's war
I'm goin' out like a sinful friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
A little my friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
A little my friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
Like respect in my hand
Big bad, insane, black child to blame
Pay attention to third
I serve words to the suburb
Neighborhood and projects, son
Let's break these checks well not just yet
It's still bigger things to get to
Hit them before they hit you, believin' me
Huh? I grab the grease to the first
You get burnt when you touch it
Fuck it, like the dick bitch
Learn how to suck it i rock the master plan
I need to lay low in Amsterdam
Finer weed take your hand
To measures of a desperate man
I'm here to do ill things like Don King
Step into the ring, ginseng make me swing
Got me on the third on, no runnin' this year
But, I can probably burn some, Japan
I don't make friends just associates
Only shake hands when appropriate
Only the holy get
For comin' off of sendin' it
Stayin' sucker free
Never sleepin' wit the enemy
Xzibit, I'm unexplainable like the trinity
Mountain, fourty ouncin', I'm announcin'
The end of war, bitch strained
The crew that can't fade, it's a
Muthafucka, what, what, bitch ass niggas
We rollin' rock hard like a CIA
Gun shot done and pay
I'm the water and the rain
Only the ducks suffer green and lust
Get high on the yo yae, third jaw
Third wheel
A hundred dollar matrix, half naked
Get half American
I love pussy, I get pussy, the
Water, I eat it, bitch, the wet supporter
Don't give a fuck about whatever I say
Muthafucka, I'm here, to gettin'
Money, get it on, til the break of the dawn
Muthafucka, Ason, roll up jay and
Nut, what, desperate man, muthafucka
And that's real, that's the real to real
My nigga puff weed on the wheels of steel
And that's real, that's the real to real
Muthafuckas better house to end of my appeal
Yea, I'm bout to fuck my kill
That's why I never understimate
A desperate man
That's why I never understimate
A desperate man
That's why I never understimate
A desperate man
That's why I never understimate
A desperate man
I'mma pop this shit
We desperate men, muthafucka, we
Need this muthafuckin' CREAM, muthafucka
Ain't nobody out here trynna give us shit
Muthafucka
Fuck all that shit, fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you hype ass muthafuckas
All y'all can suck my dick
When I rise, in the morning
I thank the God that I'm breathin'
Cuz all the population's risin'
Y'all muthafuckas be leavin'
And I don't wanna be, one of those
Who be singin'
Shot up on your local newspage
Then later on this evening
Some say they ready to die, nah
That ain't the fly guy
All I wanna do is make
CREAM and just get high
Some wonder God is he gone
Til his jewelry stop
But, I can handle that shit
No way can I not rock block
I just let the section know that I do
To be respected and matured
I refuse to leave Bush
That's kinda home like the worm
And past my reflex, duck shit, I'm like sperm
My radio frequency
Now go against the grain like Howard Stern
East to West
Niggas need to clean it out their ears and
Now who rockin' Biggie, and fake Ice Cube's?
In the hole, we need it get it again
On the mic, now Dino rap shit next year
From a not born, to a born don
Rap armageddon
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel
Or just a dead end to get it back like a
Light packerback, move the way, and yo
Nigga roam, I pack the track
Yo I never underestimate a desperate man
Yo, get splattered in the paper
Like a desperate pen friend
Yo, sippin' on it, I peep the hooks to end
And if it's war
I'm goin' out like a sinful friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
A little my friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
A little my friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
Like respect in my hand
Aiyo, the beef is on
Y'all niggas brought the heat to my kitchen
So when poison switch in, snitchin'
In my ear bitchin' knowin' damn right
You runnin' around like a clown
In and out of town
Snatchin' niggas for G's and pounds
One of the first niggas tell me
I had a fluke
Now you come around, trynna sing to me
Is that you know i got a full clip
Nigga you need to get off that bullshit
I stay strapped wit a gat, I'm Alert
Ready to pull shit aiyo, aiyo, way back
Like roosters ready to gat
Now the tendency, sippin' Hennessey
Sellin' crack
For the avocado son, now you turned desperado
Know no Gravato, or Crystal out the bottle
Trynna swoop me out the game
But I'm in like Rado sweatin' like Pablo
While I'm pumpin' on diablos
Wanna get me, I'm takin' muthafuckas wit me
That's my motto
Yo I never underestimate a desperate man
Yo, get splattered in the paper
Like a desperate pen friend
Yo, sippin' on it, I peep the hooks to end
And if it's war
I'm goin' out like a sinful friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
A little my friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
A little my friend
Why don't you, get on the mic
Like respect in my hand
Big bad, insane, black child to blame
Pay attention to third
I serve words to the suburb
Neighborhood and projects, son
Let's break these checks well not just yet
It's still bigger things to get to
Hit them before they hit you, believin' me
Huh? I grab the grease to the first
You get burnt when you touch it
Fuck it, like the dick bitch
Learn how to suck it i rock the master plan
I need to lay low in Amsterdam
Finer weed take your hand
To measures of a desperate man
I'm here to do ill things like Don King
Step into the ring, ginseng make me swing
Got me on the third on, no runnin' this year
But, I can probably burn some, Japan
I don't make friends just associates
Only shake hands when appropriate
Only the holy get
For comin' off of sendin' it
Stayin' sucker free
Never sleepin' wit the enemy
Xzibit, I'm unexplainable like the trinity
Mountain, fourty ouncin', I'm announcin'
The end of war, bitch strained
The crew that can't fade, it's a
Muthafucka, what, what, bitch ass niggas
We rollin' rock hard like a CIA
Gun shot done and pay
I'm the water and the rain
Only the ducks suffer green and lust
Get high on the yo yae, third jaw
Third wheel
A hundred dollar matrix, half naked
Get half American
I love pussy, I get pussy, the
Water, I eat it, bitch, the wet supporter
Don't give a fuck about whatever I say
Muthafucka, I'm here, to gettin'
Money, get it on, til the break of the dawn
Muthafucka, Ason, roll up jay and
Nut, what, desperate man, muthafucka
And that's real, that's the real to real
My nigga puff weed on the wheels of steel
And that's real, that's the real to real
Muthafuckas better house to end of my appeal
Yea, I'm bout to fuck my kill
That's why I never understimate
A desperate man
That's why I never understimate
A desperate man
That's why I never understimate
A desperate man
That's why I never understimate
A desperate man