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Utwór: Don't Approach Me

  • wykonawca: Xzibit
  • album: Restless
  • wyświetleń: 1110

[X] Pssh, man I need a lighter man
  [E] Right here
  [X] Yeahhh.. whassup Slim?
  [E] What's crackin?
  [X] Hit this shit
  [E] Ssshhit I almost hit this motherfucker today
  [X] Psh, is that right?
  [E] What is it with motherfuckers thinkin that..
  [E] {*SIGH*} because we're in the spotlight or whatever that..
  [E] they can do or say whatever they want to us
  [E] and that we won't retaliate
  [X] Protect my motherfuckin self, by ANY
  [both] MEANS, NECESSARY
  [E] Right?
    [Chorus 2X: Eminem]
  Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
  So don't approach me, I won't approach you
  And don't insult me, I won't insult you
  Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do
    [Xzibit]
  Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State heavyweight
  Bein underrated gave me time to create it
  Can you relate? I renovate, straight out the gate
  Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin but hate
  Millionaires snatchin crumbs off my little son plate
  Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the face
  No hoes, no clothes, no one showin up for my shows
  You know how it goes; I might as well kick it at home
  But my baby momma hate my guts and can't stand me (yeah)
  Packed up, moved out, started a new family
  So all this strugglin for what, so I can blow up
  marry a slut but can't watch my seed grow up?
  FUCK THAT, this the fuckin thanks I get
  for tryin to edutain assholes and feed my bitch
  Yo I feel like my whole life is upside down (upside down)
  cause you seein more support than I'm seein my child
  It's like..
    [Eminem]
  .. everyday I wake up, another drama
  It's a wonder I'm alive, survivin this karma
  If I can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer
  I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her
  without these cameras in our faces like animals
  for your Channel 2 Action News to follow our ambulence up the avenue
  and catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts
  and what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence
  And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun
  whether it's unloaded full or an un-registered one
  No bullet, you're so full of shit
  this clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it
  And don't give me no bullshit I'm not in the mood
  I just got in a feud in some parkin lot with a dude
  over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the shit
  Don't tell me bout the show business shit
  I know what this is, bitch
    [Chorus]
    [Xzibit]
  This ain't business, this is personal BITCH
  You don't know Xzibit from shit, new school, class dismissed
  I had a very FUCKED UP day, I'm needin this fit
  Shuttin motherfuckers up like they pleadin the 5th
  Yo Em it's time to get serious with it (yeah)
  Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the skillet
  This is your brain on drugs, Xzibit brain on thugs
  Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us
  Ain't no love lost my niggaz, relax yo'self
  I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin the wealth
  To my niggaz who never seen it I mean it when I holla
  at the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones
  Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel
  Changin your channel, you played like a fuckin piano
  Ridin slow through Cali like I'm ridin a camel
  Millionaire motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels
  I feel like, Tony Soprano, who do I trust now?
  Just hit me on my tele' nigga soon as I touch down
  Spit lines to split spines just to get mine
  Big behind bitches gettin dick to spit shine
  Sniff lines of coke, that's the only shit that make you dope
  Bitch-ass nigga that's droppin the soap
  Get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip
  and turn til you motherfuckers tell me the right shit
    [Eminem]
  So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself
  a front door with twelve locks
  and have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox
  and everytime somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops?
  Fuck that, I protect myself with these twelve shots
  and one in the chamber, gun in the waist
  and one in the ankle, waitin for someone to come to my place
  tryin to walk up and knock like these cocksuckers are not
  gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face?
  And it's a disgrace Hailey can't play with her toys
  in the front yard without you drivin by honkin your horn
  screamin some shit, leanin out your windows, beepin n shit
  Or pullin up in my drive like I won't leap in your whip
  And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where I live
  so my address ends up on the internet again
  So then, I do an interview with Spin, tellin them
  that if someone comes to my crib, I'ma shove a gun in their ribs
  And reporters, blow it out of proportion
  "Oh, now he's pullin guns on his fans
   just for tryin to stand on his porch"
  And I'm the bad guy, cause I don't answer my door like "Hey hi!
  You guys wants some autographs? Okay, form a straight line!"
  Sometimes I feel like loadin this rifle
  and climbin the roof at night and hidin outside to snipe you
  It's not that I don't like you..
  .. it's just that I'm not behind the mic
  I'm a person who's just like you
  

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