I'm new here and a total Mike freak. So after listening to Xero songs for about 2 months straight I could finally hear what the hell he was saying. LPA seems busy with more important things so here are the CORRECTED XERO LYRICS!!! Believe me they're all right except for maybe 1 or 2 phrases I'll never be sure of. Here they are for anyone who cares. Fuse Of course you know what a fuse is... It's a long piece of cord impregnated with gun powder When you strike a match and light it It burns, fitfully, spiraling to it's end At which there is, a little surprize From the planet of Krypton, short suit MCs you'll be ripped on You fell off and it's my lyric sheet you slipped on Get gone, spit on mic's made in Hong Kong Rock on, sing songs we're mightier than King King or Donkey, you think you want me or want this? You want some? hold your reputation for ransom With these here, handsomely crafted tactics To break a snake MC like a cheap prophylactic Galactic, space gab that grabs attention Got heads noddin' like a Pez candy convention Ride on patch traps gas tracks and sections Kid says this? he'll need witness protection! Try to see what I Cant be seeing I'll be here (2x) Yo dig this,(dig this),yo it's the junkyard crooked letter C-I-entific Duck us, the ruckus I'll bring stings your eardrum Hear one, lalala loose find me fearsome Opposing troops on my home front shall be gone Testing the eight-hundred, eighteenth batallion Shall I go on? Crews run like rebels Enola Gay rhymes kicked the notch up a level In intesity, send back attacks that you sent to me Blow up your spot with grenades that were meant for me Empty 3 verses on 33 MCs Swiss change your gear putting shrapnel in the breeze Lead MCs with enemy companies with my hand full of lyrics talking 'bout you want these? Please! don't even speak the name of channels and go low gadget mic sh*t put it down like pens For my friends and my fam better dodge and I'll ram this mic shot through the back of an MCs hand With the strength of He-Man, offenders don't want that Those fill body fields in hand to hand combat Battle cats, it's like the sectional speech warfare words flashing at cordicy Compete for days, lyrical shots get lit, Don't question my intention when your butt gets kicked Try to see what I Cant be seeing I'll be here Tech broke itallic syllabalic attacks Try to see what I Cant be seeing I'll be here You want these MCs with lyrical back smacks! <whispered> Go ahead! suit yourself! Why wait, I shouldn't of told myself! (8x) Try to see what I Cant be seeing I'll be here (2x) I'll be here Tech broke itallic syllabalic attacks Try to see what I Cant be seeing I'll be here You want these MCs with lyrical back smacks! Reading My Eyes The Microphone Molesta' Machete undresser Stupid dope fresh tight sh*t resurrector Top gun yeah mon best of the besta' The living MC peace and resta' Successa, the flexa gunna' The make funna the advisary make runna' Make summa cold with rhymes that spit Kickin' gifted, lifted, deliquent 'wit I be the prophet, my hand Top it, stop it, felt like rockin when I rock it Locked it down with this perverse verse Every f*ckin' curse I burst to hurt Move crowds physical fitness rhymes Coke heads couldn't do my lines Decorated like christmas pines, my batallion MCs become sillohouettes of shock Chorus: Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days Hit the dirt Because the words I spit will do more than just rip your shirt I'll b*tch slap your soul Get back the track control You coming at me? You can't hack it though So rediculous Watching my crew get sick with this Wickedness Pitchin this Lyrical viciousness To crews and cliques Maiden, men, and mistresses This is my life The twilight, the fight night And trying to see nothing but the highlights When I write These eyes on horizons Die for my son, cry wrongs and Krylon Fire on, rude men telekenetically Asyterically beats become a clarity Feel varities, heroism, and heresy And sever every MC I see with severity Chorus Why not What a keep (3x) Why not give me what I came to deserve Why not give me what I came to believe (2x) Chorus Rhinestone They got this song right. Stick 'N' Move This is how it's done going for the title and crown Renowned MC's surround as the beat breaks down In 2 elements collidin' at those that bring the best and it's The M-I, C the way it ought to be finessed,yes Yes am I the one to keep you on your toes? (most)Definitely in my b-boy pose It's the-a electric pulling you in with a slight twist Touch your chin to your chest to the rhythm like this Chorus: and I see what I have, I want you To be with me or Stick n' Move Now I see what I had,and I want you To be with me or Stick n' Move MC's dogging me since the first day I grabbed the mic Now it's like Sit! Stay! Cobra Kai flystyles I'm kickin' Stickin' MC's real quick 'cause times tickin' At the drop of a defense, I let loose a venom Sendin', a shot of verbal heat up in them The ending is done, grab your family and run Apocalyptic rhyme pattern taking shots at the sun Record industry rule, four-thousand-eighty-one Question my intentions and your whole world is done Like Forrest you'll run, turn your eyeballs into Saturn Full Metal Jacket fully auto rhyme pattern Chorus Stick it, rock your whole clique and I'm wicked, Move it, moving all the tunes and you groove it (4x) Chorus That's it.