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Dream junkie til the death of me 
Tell my fears they can rest in peace
Or hopeless pieces hopefully
They will not get tha best of me
But best

off track
And it did 
Dropped right outta school, music didn't really move
50 cents to my name made me like feel Ja Rule 
And ever since I switched

side
But now I'm Jack Torrence
We're both the same
You just change the name
Trade Z for J
Turn H for K
And I pray you know that I lost my way
And I hate

Back to back like im finna be beat by who
Who that bitch I promise aint seen you
Expensive drip I walk off the scene cool
My new bitch she rockin

gangsta, but you cried at lunch

Only the money attract me
Money don't fall off of trees
That's why my trap swinging
Niggas be throwing up z's

But I know

what is this? 
Just a young nigga ready to get this
If I fall on my face, you're my witness
Feast on my blood when I leave this
Didn't mention I'm

a dog does a boni

George, get off my jock
'Cause I'm really gettin' tired a this shit
So step back, Dan, and throw up those fists
'Cause I'ma

together the nights that we ride
In the impala, you were always right there by my side
With my hand on my pistol bible on the other side
Duffle bag full

(A shame)
Relieve all my problems with this money higher earning
Hollow points inside the FN gone get to flirting
Leaving the house the glock coming

Bird's Eye View

Xzibit

At the Speed of Life

1996

mistakes 
But that's the breaks the highs and lows 
Of the industry 
D.I.T.C. and X to the Z 
Bringin' it live 
Get it crackin' to the third degree

the realest
Raised by drug dealers, killers and fearless n*****
Everybody knows that I’ve lost my freaken marbles
The only dude with eight different mother

soon agree
That I've got no flaws 'cause I'm down by law when it comes to rockin' viciously, you see
'Cause when I was a little baby boy, my mama gave

Stay true to my roots yea im a spitta
Regurgitate wack music you're just spit up
Get rid off all of them lies you steady built up
So who are you in

Just another nigga with a plan
To get these bands
With my mans
Another nigga on a mission
Don't matter the condition
Cause I still gotta get it
I'm never

shit a disease, niggas sickening 
Send em to The Doc, I got a script for him 
You gotta read between the lines before you pencil in 
You gotta get it by

boy
I'm talking business
With a B-I-Z
You don't know me, you don't own me
You ain't got me, you ain't got me by the oop oop
Get your hands up, get 'em

Keep your eyes off me
I used to live like I was bummy look like I ain’t had no money 
Deep inside my  bodies temple I was dead broke & hungry  
I Was

callused bruised
I got more to gain than lose
I'm just tryna light my passion
Maybe you can be the fuse
Set me off baby
I ain't felt a lot lately
Passion is

the morning and down on my knees, all glory to God I'm grateful to him (God)
Stop all the talking let's get to acting (Let's move)
Know what you worth, don't

memes
Started from the bottom
And I'm grinding to the major leagues
I barely really get no sleep
Checking off the List
Check check
Yea From A to Z
Diamond

Get 'Em Hype

Amanda Perez

Where You At?

2002

when your body get off guard
I'm gonna put it back on track
Cause your the man for me
And I'm the a-m-a-n-d-a-p-e-are-e-z
The only girl that'll have

my soul to get rich
I had to shake all the dirt and the grime off my mental, I pulled myself out of that ditch
I went from miserable straight

scarecrow 
Got me lookin stupid in this muthafuckin dance floor 
Ion fuckin dance 
I'll be sittin' Instead
I stay washin' on my hands before I get this bread

F-R-E-E-Z-E man this shit come with eas to me
Yo bitch want my dingaling I might just go make her sing a thing
I hit up the plug i'm running off
Im still