Featuring tash  xzibit 
"not havin it" 
"my lightning my thunder" 
It does not end 
"not havin it" "my lightning my thunder" 
"not hav  " 
Xzibit (lightning) defari (come on) "not havin it" 
"my lightning my thunder" "not havin it" "my lightning my thunder" 
[defari] 
Look what the wind blew in  a wild west storm 
In the form of thunder and lightning 
Xzibit be the thunder  defari be the lightning 
Crack a shark's teeth when he be bitin 
These fakers can't stand it to sell they bandit 
Wit silver-tipped lyrics i shoot across the holy planet 
Your favorite's janet, i'm bangin hits that's hard like granite 
Surprising these critics cuz that's the way i planned it 
Your brain i scanned it, and analyzed your weakness 
You're not creative, niggas like you we call leeches (say what) 
(that brother teaches, yep) don't make no big deal of it 
I just knows i don't half-step 
The after high noon moonshine saloon 
That's where you find a table reserved for x and herut 
>from alaska to the mellanys 
Don't give a fuck where you look, they feelin likwit emcees 
Chorus [tash] 
"not havin it" 
Xzibit's da thunder, defari's da lightning (4x) 
[xzibit] 
Y'all niggas speakin out of anger and ignorance 
But xzibit got the diligence 
Defari sparkin joints in the ligiments 
Kill-afornia b-boys who search and destroy missions 
Bring the heat to raise the temperature in hell's kitchen 
Don't get too relaxed and find yourself missin, listen 
Shot caller from a whole new position, relieve the tension 
Break bread wit my brothers 
All the bitches we fuck be hangin out wit one another 
And associate my good times wit hennesy straight 
Can you relate, or is your heart filled wit hate? 
We makin history, get your cameras and roll the tape 
Document the moves y'all niggas refuse to make 
How many fools do it take for me to shut down 
To realize likwit niggas ain't fuckin around 
Feel the shakin underground sound will never provoke 
We automatically swing hard and aim for the throat, mothafuckers 
Chorus 4x 
[defari] 
The ice age couldn't stop me from writin a page 
Of lyrical rage to be taken out on stage 
Then my frustrations slice emcess wit vocal blades 
No dough, no show, no doubt gots to get paid 
You listen to the horses *horse sounds* 
It make these wack emcees wanna quit and go take college courses 
And get a higher sense of learning 
Clappin off ?vermin?, bust his spine and be the iodine that's burnin 
[xzibit] 
Put your gun down boy, you get beat like your father did 
Debo style, snap your limbs like a crocodile 
Nasty, wicked, and wild and ready for the confrontation 
You tryin to deliver but runnin into complications 
Of course, the work horse, the main source 
Either come in quietly or be taken by force 
40 dayz & 40 nightz brought the thunder & lightning 
Let's both burn sudden and have a clash of the titans 
Chorus 4x