| Yeah!
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| Aoww, aoww!
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| Sometimes I’m my own worst ENEMY
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| With friends like y’all, the fuck needs ENEMIES?
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| I beat, I stab, I kill my ENEMIES
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| Refuse to let you waste my ENERGY
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| I heard they callin me a immigrant; |
| well this motherfuckin immigrant
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| Came to yo' city and started runnin shit
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| X is like the government, taxin that ass
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| Been harassed to the point that I’m ready to blast
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| And spend the rest of my life behind metal and glass
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| Never seen a nigga move so fast, cut you in half
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| Sick of all these threats, these bitches with no action
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| Hog-tie, watch you die and start laughin
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| And no longer will I sit back and let you disrespect the fact
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| That we elevated West coast rap
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| And bring shit back to the point «X» is all that they checkin for
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| In the clubs, the streets, the shows and the record stores
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| What more can you ask for, eat your heart out
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| Fall out with bitch niggas constantly callin my name out
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| I’m really not givin a fuck, you’re pressin your luck
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| I’m a walkin warhead ready to self-destruct, so WHAT?!
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| My name feel like a slap in the face
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| My name feel like a gat in yo' waist
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| My name is all over the place
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| Erasin all misconceptions
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| I live my whole life with aggression bitch;
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| And I’m not stressin
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| Your words ain’t workin I feel so much pressure
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| Padlock, chain around, neck no lesser
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| Sick of niggas runnin they mouth
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| It don’t take much to get knocked out, round these parts when I start
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| Shit full clips get emptied, revenge WE
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| Move like the Secret Service, I ain’t nervous
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| I just wanna tell the truth. |
| the whole truth
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| When I’m on the stand explainin how I had to shoot
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| Absolute domination, extreme mutilation
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| No hesitation, I’m a movin violation
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| So don’t get hit in the street
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| Used to have friends and family, now I got nothin but beef
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| What the fuck?
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| So-and-so hate me, blah-blah gon' get me
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| If I gotta go, y’all niggas comin wit me
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| I’mma walk like a soldier, talk like a soldier
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| Cinderblock stock, shootin straight from the shoulder
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| Just too much shit in the air
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| Burn bridges you could never repair
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| I slap box with a bear
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| I can speak from experience, you speak from ignorance
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| I remove you, have your whole family feelin it
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| Y’all hate the fact that X-Man got hustle
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| «Man vs Machine,» mind vs. muscle
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| I drop concoctions, you leave me no options
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| Have your bitch screamin out, «SOMEBODY STOP HIM!!»
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| No more Mr. Nice Guy, I’m a tyrant
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| L.A.'s finest, Open Bar behind us
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| Don’t look hard, it ain’t too hard to find us
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| From here to infinity, FUCK MY ENEMIES! |