[Verse 1: Xzibit]
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Yeah
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Addicted to life, had to pay a heavy-ass price
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Sacrifice worth waitin on the platinum and ice
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Im precise with the merchandise, came back like Christ
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To change the game, while yall niggas remain the same
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Clear the lane, comin through like Kobe, you cant hold me
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You cant stop me, ever since I dropped “Paparazzi”
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I done watched the game unfold into some hideous shit
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Like every idiot that can spit be droppin a hit
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I transmit for the convicts, committed, never bullshitted
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Shadowbox, detox, my own worse critic
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Its like tryin to squeeze water from rocks
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I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your clock with a Glock
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Sick of niggas screamin they hot, but really they not
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Beatin you all to the ground like six L.A. cops
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Put your fist up in the air if you ever been shot
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And lived to tell about it, never leavin home without it
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Cmon
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[Chorus: Butch Cassidy & Xzibit]
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Theres no one out there
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For us to fear, Ill say it loud and clear
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(Yeah, we aint scared of none you motherfuckers)
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Who can say theyre close to us?
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Speak now and youll be brought to tears
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[Verse 2: King Tee & Xzibit]
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They probably saw me on the 91 East, gettin off on Central
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With the rag back, lookin like lifes so simple
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Tela take a loss, still floss, all bets
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If Trife cant cover the house, call X (What up?)
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Likwit Crew brothers, ‘Blues Brothers
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Move somethin, make killers do somethin, for real
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The bitch made off the politic with the skill
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Now shits all twisted, unlisted
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Guns fixed it, best not speak bout the Likwit
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We gifted, 24 hours and still lifted
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Bitch, keep your vagina
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We drunk and aint interested
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Bitches come a dime and a dove, we aint trippin it
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Standin at the bar, soft-styled in the cut
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“Ooh, boo, wait, I think you had too much!”
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Bitch what? Act right and pour it in a cup
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The West and Eastside keep smokin them blunts, niggas
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[Interlude: Butch Cassidy & Xzibit]
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Lets get with it, I was born to trip
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Stay on the lookout, aint no time to slip (Yeah)
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We aint for games and shit
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Change your spot, cause were known to dip (Cmon)
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No time for chasin hoes (Hell nah)
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Im on a mission cause my cash is low (Shit is low)
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Theres no need to speak on those (Cmon yall)
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Doggy rags are the gangstas clothes
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[Verse 3: Defari]
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Theres two sides of my family, both sides from the ghetto
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Pops Finnish choco-late, moms Mississippi yellow
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Caramel, Cherokee black man, with a pedigree of excellence
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Together we rise, no time for seperateness
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My grandfather Snake was a jake, or a jack
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Of a smack to a bird who dont know how to act
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Straight hustler, Mississippi moonshine smuggler
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Good ol wrangler in his day, with that attitude of “Fuck ya”
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[Verse 4: Xzibit]
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Built to run forever, X the infinite
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First line of defense to smash through the immigrants
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Cant straddle the fence, its all or nothin
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Close the curtains, shut down your whole production
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Dont be scared, be prepared, niggas do be bustin
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Without thinkin, I mastered the art of hard drinkin
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Yo, you wanna stop the X? Try your best
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Im still fuckin with your pockets like the IRS, so yo
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[Outro: Butch Cassidy & Xzibit]
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Theres no one out there
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For us to fear, Ill say it loud and clear
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(Yeah, we aint scared of none of you motherfuckers)
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Who can say theyre close to us?
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Speak now and youll be brought to tears
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(Front line all the time, motherfucker)
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Gather all around to see how we display our vicious skills
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(We gotta spit it after spit it after rhyme spit it)
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I done seen and heard enough
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Lets prove the West Coast is for real
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Speak now and youll be brought to tears
