Lyrics Original text:
X]
Pssh, man I need a lighter man
[E] Right here
[X] Yeahhh.. whassup Slim?
[E] What's crackin?
[X] Hit this shit
[E] Ssshhit I almost hit this motherfucker today
[X] Psh, is that right?
[E] What is it with motherfuckers thinkin that..
[E] {*SIGH*} because we're in the spotlight or whatever that..
[E] they can do or say whatever they want to us
[E] and that we won't retaliate
[X] Protect my motherfuckin self, by ANY
[both] MEANS, NECESSARY
[E] Right?
[Chorus 2X: Eminem]
Cause you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won't approach you And
don't insult me, I won't insult you Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do
[Xzibit]
Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State heavyweight Bein underrated gave me time to create it Can
you relate? I renovate, straight out the gate Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin but hate
Millionaires snatchin crumbs off my little son plate Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the
face No hoes, no clothes, no one showin up for my shows You know how it goes; I might as well
kick it at home But my baby momma hate my guts and can't stand me (yeah) Packed up, moved
out, started a new family So all this strugglin for what, so I can blow up marry a slut but can't watch
my seed grow up? FUCK THAT, this the fuckin thanks I get for tryin to edutain assholes and feed
my bitch Yo I feel like my whole life is upside down (upside down) cause you seein more support
than I'm seein my child It's like..
[Eminem]
.. everyday I wake up, another drama It's a wonder I'm alive, survivin this karma If I can hold on to
my private life for five minutes longer I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her
without these cameras in our faces like animals for your Channel 2 Action News to follow our
ambulence up the avenue and catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts and what we do in private
since they won't let us put up a fence And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun
whether it's unloaded full or an un-registered one No bullet, you're so full of shit this clip is so full
it'll spit if I don't pull it And don't give me no bullshit I'm not in the mood I just got in a feud in some
parkin lot with a dude over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the shit Don't tell me bout
the show business shit I know what this is, bitch
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
This ain't business, this is personal BITCH You don't know Xzibit from shit, new school, class
dismissed I had a very FUCKED UP day, I'm needin this fit Shuttin motherfuckers up like they
pleadin the 5th Yo Em it's time to get serious with it (yeah) Time for everybody to feel it, similar to
the egg in the skillet This is your brain on drugs, Xzibit brain on thugs Ain't no neighborhood that's
big enough to bang on us Ain't no love lost my niggaz, relax yo'self I'm about to snatch it all and
start spreadin the wealth To my niggaz who never seen it I mean it when I holla at the top of my
lungs about my guns and my loved ones Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel Changin your
channel, you played like a fuckin piano Ridin slow through Cali like I'm ridin a camel Millionaire
motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels I feel like, Tony Soprano, who do I trust now? Just
hit me on my tele' nigga soon as I touch down Spit lines to split spines just to get mine Big behind
bitches gettin dick to spit shine Sniff lines of coke, that's the only shit that make you dope Bitch-ass
nigga that's droppin the soap Get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip and turn til you
motherfuckers tell me the right shit
[Eminem]
So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself a front door with twelve locks and have a bodyguard
walk me out to my mailbox and everytime somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops? Fuck that,
I protect myself with these twelve shots and one in the chamber, gun in the waist and one in the
ankle, waitin for someone to come to my place tryin to walk up and knock like these cocksuckers
are not gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face? And it's a disgrace Hailey can't play
with her toys in the front yard without you drivin by honkin your horn screamin some shit, leanin out
your windows, beepin n shit Or pullin up in my drive like I won't leap in your whip And so these
kids tell their friends and relatives where I live so my address ends up on the internet again So then,
I do an interview with Spin, tellin them that if someone comes to my crib, I'ma shove a gun in their
ribs And reporters, blow it out of proportion "Oh, now he's pullin guns on his fans just for tryin to
stand on his porch" And I'm the bad guy, cause I don't answer my door like "Hey hi! You guys
wants some autographs? Okay, form a straight line!" Sometimes I feel like loadin this rifle and
climbin the roof at night and hidin outside to snipe you It's not that I don't like you.. .. it's just that
I'm not behind the mic I'm a person who's just like you
Note Lyrics:
Chapter X]
Pssh, I need a lighter man
[British] here
[X] of Yeahhh .. whassup Slim
[British] what crackin
[X] touch on the dog feces
[British] Ssshhit today motherfucker I can almost touch
[X] of the tumor, is it
[British] What is it motherfuckers thinkin of ..
[British] (* sigh *), or because we are all in the spotlight ..
[Britain] they can do or say anything they want to us
[Britain], we will not retaliate
[X] Protect my motherfuckin self any
[2] that the necessary
[Britain] is not it
[Chorus twice: Eminem]
The reason you do not know me, I do not know if you can not, I will not approach you and
Do not insult me, I will not insult you the reason you do not know if I will or I will not do
[Xzibit]
There is nothing wrong, I was the Golden State Warriors heavyweight Bein I underestimated the time to create it can be
You about More than renovation, for the implementation of the door of my weight, but it seems that receive nothin but hate
Crumbs from the plate snatchin millionaire, my youngest son was kidnapped, locked in the trunk, so that shot
Faced with no hoes, no clothes, no one Shu told me you know how it goes without saying; I do not like
The ball at home, but my kids hate my mother's courage and I can not put up with me (is) to be collected, moved
As the beginning of a new family, what all this strugglin, so I can blow up marry a slut, but you can not see
My seed grow up Hell, this is fuckin I try to thank edutain assholes and feed
Yo bitch I feel like I am whole life is upside down (inverted) to bring you seein more support
Seein my kids than I like ..
[Eminem]
.. Every day I wake up, another drama It's a do not know if I was still alive, the survival of this industry, if I can maintain
My private life is no longer I might have five minutes to allow my wife to give up the knife and just calm her
Without these cameras in our faces like animals for your Channel 2, the follow-up news
ambulence Avenue and catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts and what we do in private
Because they will not let us put forward a fence, you wonder why I should be in every gun under the sun
Whether in whole or in discharge of a United Nations did not sign up for a bullet, you are full of dog feces on the clips in order to fully
It will spit if I do not quit, and did not give me any nonsense I did not feel I can only dispute in a number of
Parkin lot of Playboy Kim Jong Il and she just slit her wrists over the game Do not tell me that dog feces
Show business is dog feces, what I know it, bitch
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
This is not business, this is personal bitch You do not know from the dog feces Xzibit, new school, class
Dismissal I have a very sexual intercourse during the day, I like needin this fit Shuttin them motherfuckers
yo pleadin Eminem 5th time to seriously and it (is the) time we believe that similar
Eggs in the pot, this is your brain on drugs, Xzibit brain is not to say that the mob, there is no community
Big enough to help, we can not love lost my niggaz, relax yo'self I would like to snatch it all and
The start spreadin the wealth, I have never seen niggaz who is what I mean is, when I holla my primary goal
Lung machine and I get my loved ones, tons of ammunition, against your chang your enamel
Channel, you play like a fuckin piano Ridin slow through Cali like me ridin a camel Millionaire
motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels I feel, Tony Soprano, and who I should believe it Only
Hit me in my long-range 'nigga I spit a line to split the spine landing just behind mine was big
Dick son of a bitch gettin spit coke line monitoring service, this is the only dog feces, so that you paint bitch, ass
access to this nigga soap droppin choked, and beaten, to grip your head, grip and turn your cell
tell me the right motherfuckers dog feces
[Eminem]
Therefore, I have to buy a whole block that he is the front door lock and 12 have a bodyguard
I walk to my mailbox and every time someone made a threat, run and tell the police Hell that
Protect yourself with these 12 and a conference room, gun in his waist, one in
Ankle, waitin where I was to try to walk to the door of such cocksuckers
Not want to go hunting or Glock was pulled down in front of them This is a shame not to play pemphigus
Her toys in the front yard without you drivin in the Horn of Africa honkin you screamin some dog feces, leanin out
Your Windows, beepin Chaplin or dog feces on my hard drive like I will not leap in your whip, these
Children tell their friends and relatives where I live, so I ended the speech on the Internet again, then,
My interview with spin, tellin them that if someone come to my cradle, I pushed a gun in his
Ribs and journalists, blowing out of proportion Oh, now he Chaplin guns, his fans just trying to
Standing on his porch My Bad Boy, leading to I do not answer my door, such as Hey Hey! You
Hope that some signatures Well, the formation of a straight line! Sometimes, I think this kind of rifles and loadin
climbin the roof at night and hidin outside attack you is not to say that I do not like you .. .. but,
I do not have the people behind the microphone who I am, just like you
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