Freestyle Ghetto

featuring Alkaholiks MC Breeze Xzibit




Verse One: Xzibit




(See look look)



I grab the mic and start breakin down niggas



wit out no problem



broadcastin live from the bottom/aint no mic checkin worse/



kick some rhymes if you got/but if it's wack



I draw back the cap for the peelin



should of stuck to rock dealin



cuz it's the blood stealin/super vill..



chill..stayin high like the ceilin



see there aint enough room for the both of us



see it's a showdown/throw down



your best style I'll bust



(yo)I write rhymes that make niggas throw they sets up



couldn't hold my style if you had a pair of handcuffs



In all disrespect



I'll snatch you by your neck



and do a suplex and step



so nigga you can check my credentials



just hard rhymes and instrumentals



Xzhibit smash you wit a dental



and a loaded pistol



no longer lookin in the window



I'll bust a field wit indo



killin quarts of beer



Sadie's outta here...




Verse Two: MC Breeze




Like a fuze/start spreadin the news



its 94 and Breeze is givin niggas the blues



I paid my dues/and now it's time to go on to the next mode



make room for the kaboom/cuz I'm about to explode



and drop bombs like a B1/cops I seize none



and niggas step up/I soak emcseason



3 seconds to detinate/you betta evacuate



no time to hesitate/you fuckin featherweight



I aint the type to pic up the mic



and catch the stage fright



I'll pull a gauge if I aint paid right



to the promoters on tour



short me a buck and a buckshot and the barrel is yours!



I'm psycho pathic like Manson



aint wit the dancin



but still I get more Ch