[Talking]
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Mack dime, Scarface (demand the respect)
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X to tha Z Xzibit
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[Scarface}
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I got trouble rhymes to a death the troubled times
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A double nine incase niggas get out of line
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And heaven knows that I tried to change
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But in the mist of trying to be a better man
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Trouble is all I can seem to see
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And the fact I know tomorrow isn't promised to me
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So from this day forth I'll be all I can be
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My brother turned his back on me
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Got to be my own man
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Regardless of what the stakes is I'ma play my own hand
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And I'm tired of being let down by my so-called friends
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Regardless to the blood shed ? no tears in the end
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Father please forgive for I have sinned ? forgive us all
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But I ain't to blame ? the lunatics wearing my heart
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And I think I gotta build another wall
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Cause I don't want the world to see me
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Cause maybe these demons will try to end me
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I'm exhausted and my body's sleepy
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Never the less it's hard to rest ? I'm a nervous wreck
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I walk with the stress
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I use to walk around with a vest
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But now a days I be like "fuck it dog
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You fuck with me I gots to fuck with ya'll"
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And "make ends" is just another word for "pay back"
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Paying you back today for this grudge that I had way back
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You niggas I grew up with wouldn't play with that
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I send you bitches to the morgue with holes in your head
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No remorse ? why you think my niggas taught me to ball?
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Cause I be walking around in designer suits?
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In fact these niggas know that I'm the truth
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Always scandalous ? eye before I shoot
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For disrespect there is no excuse
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Calling the choices
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[Xzibit talking]
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No respect, respect is respect
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[Xzibit (chorus)]
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X!
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Want a war? Die on
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Walk the line get it on
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Here to today, then your gone ? fucking with us
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If you talk it up back it up
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Paper start stacking up
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Niggas start acting up
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Let it be known
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X!
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You want a war? Die on
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Walk the line get it on
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Here to today, then your gone ? fucking with us
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If you talk it up back it up
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Paper start stacking up
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Niggas start acting up
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Let it be known
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[Mack 10]
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I play with psychotic, lunatic, gang da rang shit
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You know that walk up dome nigga close range shit
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Mack 10 ? probably licked out so deep I dream on it
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Locate my pray and (?) and put my red dot beam on it
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Put the hammer lot squeeze on it with the dope kick in
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Fuck a rage ? feel the 44 shot deep with in
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Bitch niggas can't fuck with true niggas by nature
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And believe me dog you got a problem on your hands if I hate ya
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I'll make (?) spit flames like a K nigga
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Now close your eyes, pray nigga - I swear it's your day nigga
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Got so much dope off its like a crack storm to me
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And your heart is so gone but your ass belongs to me
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Using my colors against me but this time stay true
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Ain't no body to blame shoot, for you now being through
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Plus and make one move to the game
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When your scandalous living trife
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That's when you fuck with a real nigga gotta pay with your life
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[Xzibit (chorus)]
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X!
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Want a war? Die on
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Walk the line get it on
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Here to today, then your gone ? fucking with us
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If you talk it up back it up
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Paper start stacking up
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Niggas start acting up
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Let it be known
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X!
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You want a war? Die on
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Walk the line get it on
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Here to today, then your gone ? fucking with us
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If you talk it up back it up
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Paper start stacking up
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Niggas start acting up
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Let it be known
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[Mack 10]
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You say I can't hustle ? well hell if I can't
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I keep my nose to the grind
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And go hard to the paint
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With a ki of that white or a pound of that dank
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And if it's dank it gotta be sticky and stank
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It's the dope dealer 1-0 the powder pusher
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You's a pussy so you's a dusher and blood gusher
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I'ma Inglewood swangin'
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I'ma rep Hoo-Bangin'
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I'ma let my nuts hangin'
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I'ma do tha damn thangin'
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I fuck all bitch niggas and slap up hoes
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And shatter windows with K's and chemicals
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So when the funk kick is on
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We don't need a show stopper
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Get the rangin' east poppers
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Squeeze and waving east choppers
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Fuck around with this shit and get your wig split
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Either do it myself or just pay for your hit
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| It's the chicken hard pa |
