We Zonin' Songtext
von XV

Go close your eyes, put your hands in the sky
And if anybody ask why, tell ′em we zoning-zoning-zoning
N*gga we zoning-zoning-zoning
Why you got your hand by your side?
Teachers try to say we couldn't fly
Tell ′em we zoning-zoning-zoning
Ready? We zoning-zoning-zoning


Came in the game like an arcade change machine
So you know it's gonna make sense
Rock tee's like Shiva, leave eight prints
Walk out the booth petrol, see eight prints
I′m a beast un-caged, leave me untamed
Then you rapping about gun gangs is getting mundane
Get out your one lane and hit the runway
Solar powered n*ggas soaking up the sun′s way
Ay, got a pretty young thing who wanna get drunk
And do a couple dumb things, baby girl wet walking out of Club Rain
And if your girl wanna come, I ain't gonna complain
Let′s zone, Meadowlands baby, we taking the Jets home
Tell your man baby, I'm going with X home
Ice cold now let′s roll like an ice roll, let's go

Quit weaving success, we are on a fast track
Hope you n*ggas took your last nap
Came with a flow so ill, they took up the hazmat
′Fore I got up in your ear like I'm on the abstracts
Any X yeah, child it will do, quiet as baby steps
Still stay strapped like a Summer ladies dress
'Cause I came from the hood and all that craziness
Birds wanna chill, I tell ′em go and make a nest
I′m still going right, haters can make a left
And I be getting stares like a n*gga making steps
Making instrumental tapes instead of me taking tests
Never the laziest, I just play the bat like a cornrow
Up in n*ggas' comments till the store close
With a broad rose, doing poor shows
Give that boy a hand, call him Goro


Back when I used to have to read rainbows
And n*ggas still used to rock Master P tank though
Then I came in the game that had to be saved
By the X in the Box, Master Chief Halo
I just know I deserve the dream as much as the queen deserve a king
As much a n*gga doing dirt ′cause of a ring around the collar
And the n*gga that's snitching deserves a sling
I mean from the deuce one zone like a two three, home is a new sleeve
And I come through the air like a phone booth and blue teeth
Dropping feelings from my fingers like a new ring
Let′s zone, we are so ready even the ones that went slow like Eddie
Buckle up for the ride, put your hands in the sky
Cross all your tees and just close your eyes