Excuse me can you help me straighting out my head? O gotta new friend by the name of Mr Z Well what's wrong with that don't you like what you see? Hmm
Excuse me can you help me straighten out my head? I gotta new friend by the name of Mr. Z (Well, what's wrong with that don't you like what you see?)
: Excuse me can you help me straighting out my head? O gotta new friend by the name of Mr Z Well what's wrong with that don't you like what you see?
Excuse me, can you help me, straighten out my head I got a new friend by the name of Mr. Z Well what's wrong with that, don't you like what you see? Hmm
to been all good Chilling all together again, walking side by side Mr. Walker shot Mr. McCarly, bout eight or nine times I ain't tripping, cause my nigga'z
them desert eagles 187 hero Z-Ro, and Fetty Chico Blooow, I'm a jedi in these ghetto star wars Now watch your shoes when you stepping, Maybach with the mink floors Mr
that, with slugs to your ass Trying to get five thousand, Bennjy Franks in the stash Double it up, I got a mill on they ass Call me Capeezy, Mr. Get
[Z-Ro] Too many times I done been hated on, by 5-0 Fuck your badge, I wish all of you bitches would die slow I'm just trying to survive hoe, and feed
new album; resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character of not only Mr. Shakur
York shit Jam Master Jay on my New York shit [Busta Rhymes] BVD's and durags nigga Stand on the corners, God build on five percent lessons Got a nickel
if you're mad with Mister Booze) (Oh, Mister Booze, Don't mess, mess with Mr. Booze.) Don't mess with B, double O. Z, E, cause that spells booze. And
Young! God damn.. .. let me justify my thug on this one right here [Verse One: Jay-Z] It goes one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock rock Five six
Yeah I'm rollin with Roc-a-Fella man Cause they got money man, heh heh [Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, 'Hovah Yeah, Stevie J nigga Y'all ready?
envy what they cannot be Mr. X to the Z, H.N.I.C. Shh, half assed niggaz gon' shit on me If they sentence me to five I'll be out in three You'll be
then walk away y'all) Soon be comin the judgement day (Soon there be comin judgement day) [Xzibit - starts over Chorus] Yeah! C'mon Mr. X to the Z had
