X-Haus (L.I.F.E.)

[DJ-O]

X-Haus is a gangsta-rapper from Los Angeles, CA. His debut album, Get Money, will be released August 2, 2011.

[DJ-O]

His first single, "F--kin' Memories", will go for adds to urban and rhythmic radio May 24.

[DJ-O]

Get Money

1. "Drinks"
2. "All I Can Be"
3. "Booty Bouncin'"
4. "My Paradise"
5. "F**kin' Memories"
6. "Rollin' 'Round" (f/ Buddy Luke)
7. "Full Circle"
8. "Get Money, Bitches"
9. "P.S. (I F**kin' Hate You)"
10. "Smoke a Little More"
11. "Say It In My Face"
12. "Da End" (f/ Mr. Whiz)

[glow=red,2,300]August 2, 2011[/glow]

[DJ-O]

X-Haus will be releasing "My Paradise" as the second single from his debut sometime in November.

[DJ-O]

Also, "Memories" will go for pop adds October 25.

[DJ-O]

"My Paradise" goes for adds November 8.

[DJ-O]

"Say It In My Face" goes for adds March 20 as the third single.

[DJ-O]

"Da End" will be released as the fourth and final single from the album. It goes for adds July 10.

[DJ-O]

X-Haus will release his new album, L.I.F.E. (Live It Fucking Everyday), on May 28, 2013.

The album will be preceded by the lead single titled "Worldwide Choppers," which features Anemic Imperion, El Cartel, Hoodie Allen, Jay Richards, Mr. Whiz, and Papa Joe. It will be released on March 19 to radio and digital outlets.

[DJ-O]

Lyrics to "Worldwide Choppers":

[Jay Richards (Brooklyn):]
(Get up, get your microphone)
(Look, here is the jack, connect your mic)
(And here is the paper and the pen, we’re gonna get inspired)
(No stop Choppers are in the air, Let’s hunt enemies)
(Let’s go, let’s win this battle)

(We started in the Midwest)
(Now we ’bout to take it)
(All over the world, baby!)
(This is the pinnacle!)
(Yeah, X-Haus!)

[X-Haus]
Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on Sickology
They could never manage, we do damage wit’ no apology
Pick ‘em off the planet, got a little manic ’cause I gotta be
Frantic, I’ma jam it ’cause I’m an oddity
Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin' at my mama nakas
I could pop at you, proper, ’cause I’m partners wit’ Waka Flocka
Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch ‘im make ‘em rock
With a show-stopper, chakras poppin’ off the (Worldwide Choppers)
If you anybody, you notice it
X is the pinnacle, not an identical soul as it
Loaded as cold as the polar get, wrote it quick and they quoted it
Yo, when it exploded, the flow behold it, ’cause when that motor spit
A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the real
Better ya just kneel to me or ready to get near my heels
Gimme the knock and I’ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
But I’ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas

Hit ‘em up and get ‘em up, I ain’t done, I ain’t did enough
Trippin’ when I rip it, I be the ish when I split ‘em up
Sorta like I was liquored up and backin’ up in the cup
Everybody be knowin’ I be actin’ up when I buzz
From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin’ the stamina
If you never been a fan of the man, the planet’s unanimous
Can I cuss, fuck anybody, X is calamitous
Leave ‘em in the dust, ain't nobody tough when I’m standin’ up

X is hostile, he’s awful
He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
You wit’ it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle
He’s thinkin’ he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso
Killin’ everybody off is the motto
And I be the only chopper that’s tossed in the brothel
You said it’s pathetic, my head is off in the taco
I sped and you bled and you in the coffin when I go

[Hook]
I’m light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can’t clown me
Don’t come ’round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

(New York)

[Hoodie Allen]
Check it, I’m ahead of ‘em, chop it up with the veteran
A legend developin’, they gotta tell I'm it’s evident
Gotta notice an elephant, none of you guys are relevant
You delicate, I’m lovin’ every second of this

(Mexico)

[El Cartel]
They will all check it when we lay it
Coming in and smashing it beating it i’m waking it
You know what's coming out of my mouth
Hanging with the coolest guys
It reminds me we stapping it (set on fire)
Cause they all call me a wild worldwide chopper

(L.A.)

[Mr. Whiz]
What if I ran into you wit’ a Pogo stick?
Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah’s Witness?
Wit’ a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
And I threw up more church's like I was playin’ Hamlet?
Syllable burnin’, that internal damage
Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
Under an oak tree, like I was peelin’ pecans
But instead, I’m peelin’ rappers’ heads, makin’ a sam-a-wich
Pick up a 22. and put a bullet inside of a
Motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box
I’m headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
Fuck ‘em all, make ‘em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
Feel every bump like you had dead shocks,
But I hopped on the fuckin’ beat and I worldwide chopped
Wanna fuck wit’ X-Haus, twist up the pine
And smoke a beat wit’ Mr. Papa Joe, well, sure, why not?
Really don’t need to show any more of my cock
But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks
In a trenchcoat wit’ the pencil and a watch
Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks
Slumerican is out of control
Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
But I’m a dump truck, just send another load
Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers down your throat
Wit’ an alien probe

[Hook]
I’m light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can’t clown me
Don’t come ’round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

(Chicago)

[Papa Joe]
Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
Or loosen the venom and hit ‘em and give ‘em astig-a-ma-tism
And then I’ma spit ‘em somethin’ so full of vengeance
That everybody’ll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies ’cause of cannibalism
Breakin’ ‘em off into particles, they get in a predicament
That be never reversible ’cause a nigga be too versatile
Makin’ you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
I burn you, I’m an immortal, and that’s the reason I murder you
Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
‘Cause I’m an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
To any motherfucker challengin’ my astronomy
Hoppin’ out, I don’t stop follow when the flame's thrown
Now one of the most popular choppers and my name’s known
Throwin’ it up in the air, takin’ it there
We W-W-C, if you can’t keep up, shoulda stayed home
My-my-my alien knowledge be makin’ other astronomers
Welcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of paleontology
So play me and I’ma be shinin’ on them haters
I’m finna be usin’ it as energy, watch how radiant I’ma be
Like a helicopter when the words fly
Entire families all the way out to you girl die
If I catch you fuckin’ with the most intricate lyricists
Or even try to stop us ’cause we choppers and we worldwide
And I’m

[Hook]
I’m light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can’t clown me
Don’t come ’round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

(I'm back!)

[X-Haus]
See how they ask when I’ma stomp on my dude
And when I’ma cock it and pop it, and what I’ma drop on my dude
Inevitably, is that I’ma be the most incredible dude
To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
And then they ask “What in the world is you provin’?
What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin’?”
Well, I’ma be choppin’ and cuttin’ and breakin’ and beatin’ and shakin’
And fuckin’ everything up ’til there ain’t no further mistakin’
And bustin’ everything up like a fuckin’ angry Jamaican
And shuttin’ everything up, ‘specially the ones who be hatin’
They lovin’ everything until I got ‘em stutterin’ stupid
You hear ‘em now? “D-d-d-d-don’t do-do-do-do it!
P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!”
And now I’ma come and kill ‘em, get ‘em, hit ‘em, and finish ‘em
And bang ‘em in the head and diminish ‘em, and then I’ll
Hit ‘em again at a minimum, creepin' comin’ to kill ‘em
Then he be gotta be drillin’ ‘em, thinkin’ “They gotta be feelin’ ‘im!”
Spittin’ lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin’ ‘em?
And gettin’ ‘em stupid to the point where there’s no forgivin’ ‘im?
Hopin’ you’re listenin’ and you’re payin’ attention
And you’re witnessin’ the way that I be crushin’ on the mic
And gettin’ in the zone, I be flattenin’ and packin’ in
People from the front to the back and
They got me actin’ a fool, I’m blackin’, nigga
Now I’m home!

[Hook]
I’m light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can’t clown me
Don’t come ’round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

(Sri Lanka)

[Anemic Imperion]
Like fire annihilate me father retire instantly
I’m choppin’em, call me Michael Myers in my vicinity
The way I be killin’ ‘em with rhythm, it get illegitimate
The Yela will finish and end any predicament
And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
They know they can never get wit’ me whenever they mention me
The history of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
Check my resume, they say that your boy’s biblical
I hit 'em wit venom and get up in 'em
I bend 'em and send 'em and you can feel me
Diggin’ up in your brain and bringin’ the pain, and y’all fin’ wanna kill me
Fillin’ ‘em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the real me
Comin’ in wit’ that shit, I’m havin’ a fit, and you will never peel me
Off of you when I’m on top of you, I got the drop on you
You been poppin’ off, I’ma hit ‘em up wit’ a bullet to the (Brain!)
You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin’, you’re fiendin’
And dreamin’ to find a demon name Insane, I’m a worldwide (Chopper)

[DJ-O]

L.I.F.E.

1. "Worldwide Choppers" (feat. Anemic Imperion, El Cartel, Hoodie Allen, Jay Richards, Mr. Whiz, and Papa Joe)
2. "Don't Look Down"
3. "'Til the Day" (feat. Marley Groves)
4. "Am I a Psycho?" (feat. Anemic Imperion and DJ-O)
5. "Ready to Go"
6. "L.I.F.E."
7. "Royalty" (feat. Josh Ramesy of Third Strike)
8. "Grind Hard" (feat. Yonas)
9. "Bitches Be Cray" (feat. Tizzy Villain)
10. "Going In"
11. "Northern Lights" (feat. Luke the Great)
12. "We Bleed the Same Blood" (feat. ISG)
13. "Closing Words"

Singles:

1. "Worldwide Choppers" (March 19, 2013)
2. "Royalty" (May 28, 2013)
3. "Grind Hard" (October 8, 2013)