[Saafir as radio host]
  Rrrah, uhh, bitch!
  It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh?
  K-W-Balls, Daniel Thompson hold like this
  Like that in fact, with a fat-ass Battlecat track
  I'm takin caller number one, that is..
  Rrrah uhh, bitch - you took too long
  Caller number two like this..
    [Xzibit]
  [*BZZT*] Bounce up out of the house close to midnight
  Full rack up in the back [*BZZ BZZ*] shit is tight
  Full charge and I'm out for somethin
  Mass production, Battlecat bang percussion
  End of discussion, hittin some corners, rearrange thangs
  and brang change, we expand California
  Listen - I lost more than I can ever gain back
  from this road to riches, makin my heart turn black
  So I'm cold to bitches, and I never call back
  Plus I'm stoned and vicious, lay your whole hood flat
  Get your, shit together nigga Big Snoop Dogg told me
  'Do music and leave that other shit alone homey'
  We came from dust, the X-odus, the hard to touch
  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin with us, and plus
  it ain't nothin like standin on your own two
  So run them streets, but never let 'em run you
    [Chorus: Nate Dogg]
  Time is steady wastin, steady wastin
  Since time won't wait for me, yeah, won't wait, won't wait
  Just give me a beat that's bang, give me a beat that's bangin
  I'll bust 'til I'm deceased, yeah, wooo-oooh, ooh-ooh-ooooh
    [Xzibit]
  Tune in, witness the rise of a icon
  The python wrap around 'til your breath gone
  The upper echelon, and I'm the cat you pull a weapon on
  and wanna squeeze 'til my life is gone?
  Back to the wall and trust nobody
  Sippin Cognac with Kurupt, Young Gotti
  Somebody gotta recognize this
  Throw fo' fingers up, add a thumb, then make it a fist
  Number one draft pick, lead the league in assists
  Give a fuck how you decorate your neck and your wrists
  You just settin yourself up for the twist (gimme that) it's like this
  Only a few slide through like the Schindler's List
  Who's the bitch, who's the mack, what's worse
  the niggaz that bring in the coke or smoke the crack?
  Metaphor figure four let it break your back (yeah)
  It's been a long time, where the gangstas at?
    [Chorus]
    [Xzibit]
  Damn it feels good to be back in the saddle
  On top of the game, crackin the frame, the heat of the battle
  Been a long time comin but we waited
  Xzibit went from bein hated, to makin the whole world say it
  Give a fuck if the radio play it
  Niggaz fall like the domino effect and you can't delay it
  It ain't about who you are when you're makin your stack
  It's the look that's on your face when you givin it back
  So picture that
    [Nate Dogg]
  Time, keeps on slippin, slippin.. keeps on slippin away.. mm-hmm
  My mind keeps on trippin, trippin.. trippin like ev-ery-day.. mm-hmm
    [X] Yeah, it's been a long time
    [Chorus]