Earth Angel, Earth Angel
Will you be mine
My darling dear Love you all the time
I'm just a fool
A fool in love with you
Earth Angel, Earth Angel
The one I adore
Love you forever and ever more
I'm just a fool
A fool in love with you
I fell for you
And I knew
The vision of your lov-lovliness
I hoped and I prayed that someday
That I'd be the vision of your hap-hapiness
Oh,Oh, Earth Angel, Earth Angel
Please be mine
My darling dear Love you all the time
I'm just a fool A fool in love with you-uuu[X] C'mon
[E] Xzibit!
[X] Yeah..
[E] Ahh, ahh, E-Dub
[Xzibit]
It's that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go
Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show
Let 'em know who they fuckin with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Tri-angular push-up the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (BELOWWWW)
It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not fuckin around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
So heatbox all day in a nigga face
and all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate
[Chorus 2X: Xzibit *singing*]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it!
[Erick Sermon]
Yo, I'm in the zone, and lyrically gone
Got the spot blown, BOOM! Oklahoma
Watch the aroma, catch those who love me
My underground dirty cats on dune buggies
I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it
Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it
Yo, I bang a nigga head til his neck pop
Do a KRS-One to a "Black Cop"
X and E's, out for cream
Get the money, while you stay broker than Al Bundy
Uhh, give it to y'all, in "Any Given Sunday"
With J. Foxx name the spot, make it hot
(I hate E so much right now!) Blow it down hooker bounce
come off the ropes like J. Snooka
(*X*: Two fly motherfuckers) You can't fuck widdit
Backed by +Open Bar+, so y'all forget it
[Chorus]
[J-Ro]
J-McEnroe, cam smashin, party crashin
I eat MC's like a ration
I'm sockin niggaz in they goatees
I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the room with 10 G's, countin ten G's
cause we need a bag of weed (can you smell it?)
Now we need ten dimes, to blow on deez like wind chimes
Time to close the blinds cause you al