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I speak to you motherfuckers for a minute
Yea thanks for the
Anybody smoke
Aight, thats more for me you

Look, check it out,

1]
Everybody, he was born to
It's a very line between the boss
And the
We soldiers
Face in the trenches
Only time I'm on my back is fucking
Hoes and weight
Hell's kitchen, raw
crying and bitching and settling
For
in your chest, take a final breath

It's the mercenary
Carry a .44 desert
the people even if it ain't legal
Low-riding in the or the cadillac
Money probably give yo ass a
Heart
Purchased your cd I want my money

You see the ima see you in the

Survival of the first to draw the
And the
Im guaranteed to be the last man

2x]
Crack a bottle for your time
It's dedicated to my on the
Front
This for all of us
Thinking bout casualties
from mistakes, protect your family
Cause it's the year

2]
Everybody wannabe
Fuck
All this is bout to me mine
I hear it all the
your life for the day
Easier to than papier-mache
Started dre
to radioplay
I still ain't
to blast off worldwide
Get in check the politics
Ever why only certain
Motherfuckers get
Ain't this a
Barely can eat, can pee
I my life to the street
not for you if your stomach is weak
Relax with dead covered with sheets
Thats the only time I really peace
Having violent stand-offs the police
North hollywood
my teeth
Have you stuck and stunned in
New breed I'm the bad
Smoke your weed til my mothafucking

Dedicated to the niggas despise us
So ain't nobody s'posed to be
us
Catch a

2x]

3]
I was one that never for nothing
Me and my homies penitentiary

Running your mouth a bitch cause you
All on my
What is he dogg pound now? is he
With tha
Is he is xzibit a crip? this is
stay the fuck out of my family shit
A grown man, the back of my hand is
You see
If the x-fives you believe
You the sound scan I do the math
Me and my run a worldwide warpath
A bloodbath, make xzibit have a good
It's down, hit the ground like a
crash
You lil fags prepared for the x-man
and desperate
Young and
There is no guest
to the back of the line
Yo it's my time, prime only where the
and the rhyme shine