Cmon
[E]
Xzibit!
[X]
Yeah..
[E]
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 [bad word] wit yo: a rhyme wrangler
Tri-angular, push off the hillside strangler
Dangle a, [bad word] by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk [bad word] go, look out below (BELOWWWW)
It's a tale of two [bad word] out when the sun go down
We officially not [bad word] around
Stuck in the ground, [bad word] with a suit in a pine box
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
So beatbox all day in a [bad word] face
And all you [bad word] see the [bad word] that you shoulda ate 
 [bad word]  Xzibit]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a [bad word] Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a [bad word] Alkaholik
Bring it if you realli want it
Ain't gonna 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 [bad word] head til his neck pop
Do a KR's 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 yall, in Any Given Sunday
With J. Fox namin tha spot, make it hot
(I hate so much right now!) Blow it down [bad word]  [bad word] off the ropes like J. Snooka
(Two fly [bad word]  You can't [bad word] widdit
Backed by Open Bar, so y'all forget it 
 [bad word]  

[J-Ro]
J McEnroe, cam smashin, party crashin
I eat MC's like a ration
I'm sockin niggaz in their 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 these like wind chimes
Time to close the blinds cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session, and did not share it
Drink so much Captain Mo' all I need is a parrot
You took the Alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance
You underground, we under water drinkin liquid by tha gallons 

[Tash]
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin, [bad word] Since I'm too [bad word] to walk, I rock a party on [bad word] and [bad word] the roughest MC who wanna get it
Forget it, it's liquid, don't mix it, Xzibit
Ca-Tash on the blast the final piece to the puzzle
I slap [bad word] on the [bad word]  I slap pimps about the muzzle
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistant
You wack and I'm Ca-Tash and that's the [bad word] difference
For instance, 21 and over, set your clocks back
(Tick tock tick tock) Still standin where the rocks at
Two-thousand-one, we still young guns that's restless
(Thirty niggaz, sixty hoes) and that's the [bad word] guestlist 
 [bad word]