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点击复制Pssh man I need a lighter man
Right here
Yeah whassup Slim
What's crackin'
Hit this sh*t
Sh*t I almost hit this motherf**ker today
Pssh is that right
What is it with motherf**kers thinkin' that
Because we're in the spotlight or whatever that
They can do or say whatever they want to us
And that we won't retaliate
Protect my motherf**kin' self by any means necessary
Right
'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
'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
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
F**k that this the f**kin' thanks I get
For tryin' to edutain assholes and feed my b**ch
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
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 ambulance 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 sh*t
This clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it
And don't give me no b******t 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 sh*t
Don't tell me 'bout the show business sh*t
I know what this is b**ch
'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
'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
This ain't business this is personal b**ch
You don't know Xzibit from sh*t new school class dismissed
I had a very f**ked up day I'm needin' this fifth
Shuttin' motherf**kers 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 *** 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 f**kin piano
Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm ridin' a camel
Millionaire motherf**kers with their brains in their flannels
I feel like Tony Soprano who do I trust now
Just hit me on my tele' ni**a soon as I touch down
Spit lines to split spines just to get mine
Big behind b**ches gettin' dick to spit shine
Sniff lines of coke that's the only sh*t that make you d**e
B**ch-a** ni**a that's droppin' the soap
Get choked out and beat put your head in a vise-grip
And turn 'til you motherf**kers tell me the right sh*t
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 every time somebody makes a threat run and tell cops
F**k 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 Halie can't play with her toys
In the front yard without you drivin' by honkin' your horn
Screamin' some sh*t leanin' out your windows beepin' 'n' sh*t
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'm a 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