Don't Aproach Me (Explicit)

Pssh man I need a lighter man

Right here

Yeah whassup Slim

What's crackin'

Hit this sh*t

Sh*t I almost hit this motherf**ker today

Pssh is that right

What is it with motherf**kers thinkin' that

Because we're in the spotlight or whatever that

They can do or say whatever they want to us

And that we won't retaliate

Protect my motherf**kin' self by any means necessary

Right

'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

'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

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

F**k that this the f**kin' thanks I get

For tryin' to edutain assholes and feed my b**ch

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

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 ambulance 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 sh*t

This clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it

And don't give me no b******t 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 sh*t

Don't tell me 'bout the show business sh*t

I know what this is b**ch

'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

'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

This ain't business this is personal b**ch

You don't know Xzibit from sh*t new school class dismissed

I had a very f**ked up day I'm needin' this fifth

Shuttin' motherf**kers 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 *** 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 f**kin piano

Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm ridin' a camel

Millionaire motherf**kers with their brains in their flannels

I feel like Tony Soprano who do I trust now

Just hit me on my tele' ni**a soon as I touch down

Spit lines to split spines just to get mine

Big behind b**ches gettin' dick to spit shine

Sniff lines of coke that's the only sh*t that make you d**e

B**ch-a** ni**a that's droppin' the soap

Get choked out and beat put your head in a vise-grip

And turn 'til you motherf**kers tell me the right sh*t

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 every time somebody makes a threat run and tell cops

F**k 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 Halie can't play with her toys

In the front yard without you drivin' by honkin' your horn

Screamin' some sh*t leanin' out your windows beepin' 'n' sh*t

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'm a 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