Enemies & Friends

Enemies & Friends

1996, dysfunctional member
  Of the Alkaholik family, yo
  
  Rule Number One
  Always be aware of your surroundings
  And peep all exits
  Stay and move to the next shit
  Rule Number Two
  Love no one that don’t love you
  And if the shit come down
  Then you know your way around
  Rule Number Three
  Realize 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 motherfuckers 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 niggas
  Who got somethin’ to prove
  Here we are face to face
  Nigga 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 Gin
  Ice 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 shit
  For all the wrong reasons
  As long as I breathin’
  Niggas 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 fuckin’ 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 & Friends
  
  [Chorus]
  
  I don’t give a fuck
  About the set you claim
  Xzibit easily dispersed like crack cocaine
  See I lent my shotgun to Kurt Cobain
  And the motherfucker never brought it back
  Ahh, that’s wack
  As a matter of fact
  This one nigga tried to jack
  My squad had his ass
  On the run like track
  Never knowin’ who to trust
  In this shit called rap
  Here to let you know
  My sound surrounds like dat
  Never half step
  Or play the role like DeNiro
  Y’all niggas wasn’t down
  When we had less than zero
  Fuck tryin’ to be a hero
  Tryin’ to save some bitch
  Mr. X to the Z
  Never play that shit
  
  [Chorus]
  
  Yes, 1996, yes
  Bringin’ it live from the Westside
  This is X to the Z
  These niggas don’t know
  These niggas ain’t ready
  Yo, Mr. X to the Z
  From the Likwit Crew

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