[INTRO: Xzibit]
A ha (ladies and gentlemen)
Yeah, sit back and smoke a fat one. Yeah, pronto. Look from Los Angeles
to Toronto. It’s X to the Z, Xzibit. Yeah, my dog Saukrates, spittin’ at
’em. Yeah, like a automatic philly.

[Saukrates]
Yo, revolutionary, evolutionary
Bulldozer, leave y’all with troops to bury
Clean sweep if ya smell fear in these mean streets
It’s instinct, life’s a b____ and she’s far from cheap
I got love for my dogs hustling for defeats
Put it down for this paper, increase the real
Come wit it, run wit it, f___ wit it
Big Sauk to shock your mind and your spirits
Taste these lyrics while I spit truth on tape
Whether two inch, a DAT, or D-A-T-A
I impregnate WAX, so get mine regardless
Of anybody’s set, I’m starving the artist
Who’s next to me? It’s the X to Z
Together we bomb MCs with text debris
Leaving y’all hard pressed to breath
Other words, n____ show love and chicks spit the ecstasy
How real is that?

CHORUS [Xzibit] {Saukrates}
X to Z {keep it movin’, movin’)
Saukrates {keep it going, going like that y’all}
Liquid MCs baby {ha, I keep it moving and moving}
{Keep it going, going, like that y’all}

[Xzibit]
See I punch beater it in fear, ask him if he’s had enough
Tan khakis, T-shirt, wife beater tatted up
Looking for props
How you explain to n_____ drinking beer to the bottom that they can’t come
up
f___ ????, say what?
Stack loot so much, reach out and touch you probably die from the paper
cuts
I see you lazy f___, sceming on the speed demon
Keep on dreaming, give me any type of reason
To stop your breathing, yeah it’s mee against the world
‘Cause the eyes deceiving wide like a jet ski
Me and _____ a hard stick like Wayne Gretzky
Look I try to live where the Lolos and the sets be
I still roll dolo, let a normal n____ test me
I let you have it in the face trying to waste me
Your homies can’t face me ’cause they scared for their own safety

CHORUS [Xzibit] {Saukrates}
X to Z {keep it movin’, movin’)
Saukrates {keep it going, going like that y’all}
Liquid MCs baby {ha, I keep it moving and moving}
{Keep it going, going, like that y’all}
{Feel the RUSH} yeah, feel it
{Feel the adrenaline *echoed*}
Feel the rush, feel the adrenaline

[Saukrates]
Yo, take that, take that, n____ stay back
With that fake rap, break that ‘fore cats react
To your shallow ass isht, go practice
Saukrates never making wack isht, trust me son
If I’m eating, my dogs eating
Use experience for teaching without preaching
Each, and everyday I be thinking about my future
Preparing for the new world we ain’t used to
Handle that, with supreme caution
Peep this mental distortion
Feeding you with grips of funk by the portions
Contort into killers could lead to abortion
Face down in a closed coffin, WHAT!

CHORUS [Xzibit] {Saukrates}
X to Z {keep it movin’, movin’)
Saukrates {keep it going, going like that y’all}
Liquid MCs baby {ha, I keep it moving and moving}
{Keep it going, going, like that y’all}
Yo, keep it movin’ and movin, keep it going and going like that y’all

[OUTRO: Xzibit]
This is how we do mad dawg. Ha ha ha ha. Yeah, pronto from here to
Toronto. X to the Z, Saukrates, liquid MCs baby. So, keep it moving.

Q-Tip:
Somethin for your earhole, so you can clean them shits out
It seems that some don’t understand what I’m talkin about
How you get West coast nigga, from West coast hater?
I could never dis a whole coast, my time is too greater(true)
Yeah, we from the East, the land of originators
You also from the West, the land of innovators
The only difference of the two is the style of the rap
Plus the musical track, this beef shit is so wack
Let me let y’all brothas know I ain’t no West coast disser
Another thing I’m not is a damn ass kisser
So listen to my words as I set things straight
I ain’t got no beef, so don’t come in my face

Keep it movin, yeah to the K.I.M.
Keep it movin, yeah yeah to the K.I.M.
I ain’t got no time for schuckin and jivin
Keep it movin, keep it movin, yeah yeah to the K.I.M.
Keep it movin, yeah yeah to the K.I.M.
I ain’t got no time for schuckin and jivin

Q-Tip:
Hip hop…a way of life
It doesn’t tell you how to raise a child or treat a wife
I verbalize over…rhyme friendly
That puts a listener in a frenzy, so pop me in your Benzi
You dig it? Get wit it or get your melon splitted
If you ever try to combat, Sir Walter moves the king
We got the illy team that doesn’t even sweat the gleam
Or glamour, we’ll figure 4 your ass like Greg the Hammer
Man, we rockin joints like The Who or Santana
Keep jams packed and hotter than Havana
Positivity is the key in the lock
Put your hand on it, turn it to the right, ak
We doin daredevil dandies on these mics
Peace out to the whole Hiero who’s puffin on the hydro
Yeah dun, we movin how we like
Since the days of rockin hi-los, we keepin things on pyro, fire
As we move with zeal and desire
Now, the hip hop plan, hope you complier
Son, we havin tunnel vision but my sight is real real broad
Cuz I can’t afford to miss that call
Makin moves, not movies, as get on the ball
And we keepin things covered like a female shawl
When I watch hockey, yo, I just look for the brawl
Quest, Quest and you know we signin out y’all

Keep it movin, yeah yeah, to the K.I.M.
Keep it movin, yeah yeah, to the K.I.M.
I ain’t got no time for schuckin and jivin
Keep it movin, yeah yeah
Keep it movin, yeah yeah, to the K.I.M.
Keep it movin, true dat, to the K.I.M.
I ain’t got no time for schuckin and jivin

The Pharcyde, you know we do it up, uh, you know we do it up, uh
The Hiero, you know we do it up, yeah yeah, you know we do it up
Yeah, to the Mobb Deep, The Infamous, we do it up, yeah yeah
You know we do it up
To my peoples Know Naim, yeah, you know we do it up, uh uh
You know we do it up
To my man DJ Quik, uh, you know we do it up, uh uh, a do, a do it up
To my man Biz Mark, yeah yeah, you know we do it up, uh uh
You know we do it up
To my man Ike Love love, you know we do it up, yeah yeah
You know we do it up
And my man Extra P, P, you know we do it up, uh uh uh-uh, uh, uh up
I can’t forget Dr. Dre, uh, you know we do it up
MC Eiht, uh, you know we do it up
Shelly Mae, uh, you know we do it up
Muhammad, uh, you know we do it up (fading out)

Verse 1:
ooohhhh,oohhhhh,oohhhhhh
Some come around me try to call my bluff
Pushin my buttons just to see if im tuff
Behind my back spreadin all kind of lies
Cuz your an agent workin on both sides
Hangin around me tryin ta get some shine
Your mad at me becuz I work for mine
Plus sweat and tears just to make a dime
While you sit back and try to take whats mine

Chorus:
Don’t let em push you to the limit cuz they like it a lot
and if they keep pushin just tell em ta just keep it movin
(keep it movin) keep it movinyaaah
For you and your partner can keep hatin on me
and I’m sorry that you feel this way but you can just
Keep it movin (keep it movin) keep it movin yeeah

Verse 2:
Spiritually, mentally, physically
I’m tryin my best to better myself and no one else
But your so busy thinkin that this money is gonna turn
me ta someone else and settle for less
Get your own life, on your own time, stop hangin around
tryin ta drain me dry
I’ve been broke before,I cant do it no more, but if I have to
it won’t be over you
No one in this world can make me self-destruct
If you listen real close you would hear just what I’m tryin ta say to you, you and your crew
So stop sittin round waitin on me ta lose

(chorus)

I sit beside the dark
Beneath the mire
Cold grey dusty day
The morning lake
Drinks up the sky

Katmandu I’ll soon be seeing you
And your strange bewildering time
Will hold me down

Chop me some broken wood
We’ll start a fire
White warm light the dawn
And help me see
Old satan’s tree

Katmandu I’ll soon be touching you
And your strange bewildering time
Will hold me down

Pass me my hat and coat
Lock up the cabin
Slow night treat me right
until I go
Be nice to know

Katmandu I’ll soon be seeing you
And your strange bewildering time
Will keep me home

I was the kind of kid back in school
Who wore a members only jacket, thought he was kool
That’s when I met katrina, she was best friends with seshel
I thought she was the one, yeah I thought she was special
I saw her in the hall about quarter til three
I said I’ll take you in my nova, to the tasty freeze
She said I know all about you, more than I should
I know all about the dirty mags you keep in the woods

(chorus)
So tell me how I’m supposed to be when I’ve been stalked by a lesbian
I can’t sleep a wink, and I’m married to the ephedrine
How am I supposed to sleep when I’ve been stalked by a lesbian now

Now don’t take it light, it might seem funny to you
Yesterday my science project, was covered in glue
So I asked that guy seshel, was it something I said
He said quit being so fuckin’ paranoid, it’s all in your head
The way she’s looking at me, I think she wants me to be,
The guy that always gets shot in every movie you see
Oh god she’s walking this way, oh god what should I say,
I hope and pray that one day she’ll be straight

(chorus)

So I was at a bar the other night and I looked across the room and there’s this girl and she walks up to me and she’s beautiful and she says ‘Hey, I’m Katrina, dude, remember me?’ and I freaked I said ‘Oh my god I thought you looked familiar’ about this time this 400 fucking pound woman walks up with Katrina’s face tattooed on the side of her neck, she comes waddling and says ‘DON’T FUCK WITH MY GIRL’ I looked at Jabba straight in the fucking eye and say ‘Don’t worry every time I picture Katrina’s face it’s gonna be on the side of your gross, fat-assed, 3 chinned neck’ she says ‘Are you stupid?’ I say ‘No I’m just sober!’**

(chorus)

And she beat the shit out of him

Katrina knows where the dollys go
To the dark places in the garden

And Katrina feels with the edge of a knife
Through the fog that cuts her open

And she dont cry, she only smiles
Keep on smiling you’ll get by

gone too far, the dolly’s cry
Turn back
Why theres no hope for you
But katrina laughs, because ‘trina knows
Where the dollys go

And she dont cry, she only smiles
Keep on smiling you’ll get by

Greta’s cedar hope chest Is full of pamphlets Glass shelves of romantic vignettes A journal laced with sedimentary prose Norma gathers and collects vintage photoplays Hair combs valentines Lillian allows the animals to scratch Leather crack Mail collect in the box coatings peel Agnes veiled cathedral dweller Smiles with benevolent pain It’s Katrina’s fair Tuesday morning As she with caution unlatches the flat door She alone cascades to the basement Careful not to spoil her Calico printed pinafore Composite traits mannerists All others dissipate Margauritte vigilant dwells upon frigid casements Sarah’s thoughts in the velocity Accusations always pierce and pass Clara abandons her passions for distastes Miss Lenora P. Sinclair Early for coffee in the pool “I’m resituating all your words” Capital Space Colon Paragraph Sylvia keeps beasts in jars labeled Kingdom phylum class order family genus species

When I first came to town
They called me the roving jewel
Now they’ve changed their tune
They call me Katy Cruel
Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day


Oh that I was where I would be
Then I would be where I am not
Here I am where I must be
Go where I would, I can not
Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day


When I first came to town
They brought me the bottles plenty
Now they’ve changed their tune
They bring me the bottles empty
Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day


CHORUS


I know who I love
And I know who does love me
I know where I’m going
And I know whose going with me
Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day


CHORUS


Down the road I go
And through the boggy mire
Straight way cross the field
And to my heart’s desire
Oh, diddle day, oh, diddle lie o day


CHORUS

some escape some door to open
this path seems the blackest but i
guess it’s the soonest
but there in the clearing i
know you’ll be wearing
your young aching smile and
waving your hand
can’t go with my heart when i
can’t feel what’s in it i
thought you’d come over
but for some reason you didn’t
glass on the pavement under my shoe
without you is all my life amounts to

a final sleep no
words from my cutting
mouth to your ear or
taut wicked pinches
from my fingers to your bitter face
that i can’t heal
i know tomorrow
you will be
somewhere in london
living with someone
you’ve got some kind of family
there to turn to
and that’s more than i could ever give you

a chance for calm
a hope for freedom
outlet from my cold solitary kingdom
by the forest of our spring stay
where you walked away
and left a bleeding part of me
empty and bothered
watching the water
quiet in the corner
numb and falling through
without you what does my life amount to?

Kaw-Liga was a wooden indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an indian maid over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no

He always wore his sunday feathers and held a tomahawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he’d talk
Kaw-Liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign
Because his heart was made of knotty pine

Poor old kaw-liga, he never got a kiss
Poor old kaw-liga, he don’t know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga,that poor old wooden head

Kaw-Liga was a lonely indian, never went nowhere
His heart was set on the indian maid with the coal black hair
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no

Poor old kaw-liga, he never got a kiss
Poor old kaw-liga, he don’t know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga,that poor old wooden head

Then one day a wealthy customer bought the indian maid
And took her oh so far away, but old kaw-liga stayed
Kaw-Liga just stands there as lonely as can be
And wishes he was still an old pine tree

Poor old kaw-liga, he never got a kiss
Poor old kaw-liga, he don’t know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga,that poor old wooden head

Kaw-liga, Kaw-liga Kaw-Liga….