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  • 1996, dysfunctional member
    Of the Alkaholik family, yo
    Rule Number
    OneAlways be aware of your surroundings
    And peep all exits
    Stay and move to the next ****
    Rule Number
    TwoLove no one that don't love you
    And if the **** come down
    Then you know your way around
    Rule Number
    ThreeRealize it ain't about size
    Or havin' gats and guns
    Because it only takes one
    Handle your business
    Don't let your business handle you
    It's a lot of ************s tryin' to do
    What you're doin' right here, right now
    Same color, same style
    Tryin' to claim worldwide
    And ain't traveled but one mile
    In these shoes,
    I paid dues
    With nothin' to lose
    Live by the rhyme
    But I'ma die by the booze
    Xzibit breakin' down *****s
    Who got somethin' to prove
    Here we are face to face
    ***** make your move
    You're in the wrong place
    But at the right situation
    Cause i was waitin
    Hotter than
    Satan, never perpetratin
    Chorus:I treat my enemies like friends
    So I can reach out and touch
    Leave'em in the dust at the very end
    You now tuned in to
    Hennessy and
    GinIce cold
    Heinekens and down for whatever skins
    Animosity you can reach out and touch
    Heavy right handed
    Teeth grind like a clutch
    And plus you ain't never had this much
    Too many friends too close
    You might collapse from an overdose
    I was raised to never follow after no man
    To be my own man
    So I can die by my own hand
    And never knowin' what the next day can bring
    So I gotta make the ends
    Justify the means
    Yo, I'm on the scene, here to do my own thing
    Can't never spend a lifetime
    Chasin' after dreams
    I got the right ****
    For all the wrong reasons
    As long as
    I breathin'
    *****s change like seasons
    Never trust a man
    Who can't look you in your eyes
    Only the strong survive
    And that's word to the wise
    Yo, when dead bodies get outlined in chalk
    Everybody should walk
    Cause real killers don't talk
    I ain't really concerned
    How many bridges you burned
    I extinguish your flame
    And take aim at your brain
    Givin' ligament pain
    To have you walkin' with a cane
    Wantin' money and fame
    You got your ****in' self to blame
    And that's
    West Coast rhyme
    Without no gimmicks
    Here come
    Xzibit to break it down
    Like a chemic
    I'm spreadin' like an epidemic
    And all good things come to an end
    Enemies &
    FriendsChorus
    I don't give a ****
    About the set you claim
    Xzibit easily dispersed like crack *******
    See I lent my shotgun to
    Kurt Cobain
    And the ************ never brought it back
    Ahh, that's wack
    As a matter of fact
    This one ***** tried to jack
    My squad had his ass
    On the run like track
    Never knowin' who to trust
    In this **** called rap
    Here to let you know
    My sound surrounds like dat
    Never half step
    Or play the role like
    DeNiroY'all *****s wasn't down
    When we had less than zero
    **** tryin' to be a hero
    Tryin' to save some *****
    Mr. X to the
    ZNever play that ****
    ChorusYes, 1996, yes
    Bringin' it live from the
    WestsideThis is
    X to the Z
    These *****s don't know
    These *****s ain't ready
    Yo, Mr. X to the
    **rom the
    Likwit Crew
  • 1996, dysfunctional member
    Of the Alkaholik family, yo
    Rule Number
    OneAlways be aware of your surroundings
    And peep all exits
    Stay and move to the next ****
    Rule Number
    TwoLove no one that don't love you
    And if the **** come down
    Then you know your way around
    Rule Number
    ThreeRealize it ain't about size
    Or havin' gats and guns
    Because it only takes one
    Handle your business
    Don't let your business handle you
    It's a lot of ************s tryin' to do
    What you're doin' right here, right now
    Same color, same style
    Tryin' to claim worldwide
    And ain't traveled but one mile
    In these shoes,
    I paid dues
    With nothin' to lose
    Live by the rhyme
    But I'ma die by the booze
    Xzibit breakin' down *****s
    Who got somethin' to prove
    Here we are face to face
    ***** make your move
    You're in the wrong place
    But at the right situation
    Cause i was waitin
    Hotter than
    Satan, never perpetratin
    Chorus:I treat my enemies like friends
    So I can reach out and touch
    Leave'em in the dust at the very end
    You now tuned in to
    Hennessy and
    GinIce cold
    Heinekens and down for whatever skins
    Animosity you can reach out and touch
    Heavy right handed
    Teeth grind like a clutch
    And plus you ain't never had this much
    Too many friends too close
    You might collapse from an overdose
    I was raised to never follow after no man
    To be my own man
    So I can die by my own hand
    And never knowin' what the next day can bring
    So I gotta make the ends
    Justify the means
    Yo, I'm on the scene, here to do my own thing
    Can't never spend a lifetime
    Chasin' after dreams
    I got the right ****
    For all the wrong reasons
    As long as
    I breathin'
    *****s change like seasons
    Never trust a man
    Who can't look you in your eyes
    Only the strong survive
    And that's word to the wise
    Yo, when dead bodies get outlined in chalk
    Everybody should walk
    Cause real killers don't talk
    I ain't really concerned
    How many bridges you burned
    I extinguish your flame
    And take aim at your brain
    Givin' ligament pain
    To have you walkin' with a cane
    Wantin' money and fame
    You got your ****in' self to blame
    And that's
    West Coast rhyme
    Without no gimmicks
    Here come
    Xzibit to break it down
    Like a chemic
    I'm spreadin' like an epidemic
    And all good things come to an end
    Enemies &
    FriendsChorus
    I don't give a ****
    About the set you claim
    Xzibit easily dispersed like crack *******
    See I lent my shotgun to
    Kurt Cobain
    And the ************ never brought it back
    Ahh, that's wack
    As a matter of fact
    This one ***** tried to jack
    My squad had his ass
    On the run like track
    Never knowin' who to trust
    In this **** called rap
    Here to let you know
    My sound surrounds like dat
    Never half step
    Or play the role like
    DeNiroY'all *****s wasn't down
    When we had less than zero
    **** tryin' to be a hero
    Tryin' to save some *****
    Mr. X to the
    ZNever play that ****
    ChorusYes, 1996, yes
    Bringin' it live from the
    WestsideThis is
    X to the Z
    These *****s don't know
    These *****s ain't ready
    Yo, Mr. X to the
    **rom the
    Likwit Crew