[Xzibit]. Yeah... Addicted to life had to pay a heavy-ass price. Sacrifice worth waitin on the platinum and ice. I'm precise with the merchandise came back like Christ. to change the game while y'all niggaz remain the same. Clear the lane comin through like Kobe you can't hold me. You can't stop me ever since I dropped "Paparazzi". I done watched the game unfold into some hideous shit. Like every idiot that can spit be droppin a hit. I transmit for the convicts committed never bullshitted. Shadowbox detox my own worse critic. It's like tryin to squeeze water from rocks. I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your clock with a glock. Sick of niggaz screamin they hot but really they not. Beatin you all to the ground like six L.A. cops. Put your fist up in the air if you ever been shot. and lived to tell about it never leavin home without it c'mon. [Chorus: Butch Cassidy]. There's no one out there for us to fear. I'll say it loud and clear... Who can say they're close to us. Speak now and you'll be brought to tears. [King Tee]. They probably saw me on the 91 East gettin off on Central. with the rag back lookin like life's so simple. Tela take a loss still floss all bets. If Trife can't cover the house call X. Likwit crew brothers Blues Brothers. Move somethin make killers do somethin f'real. The bitch-made often politic with the skill. Now shit's all twisted unlisted. Guns fixed it best not speak about the Likwit. We gifted twenty-four hours and still lifted. (*X*: Bitch keep your vagina) We drunk and ain't interested. Bitches come a dime and a dove we ain't trippin it. Standin at the bar soft-styled in the cut. "Ooh boo wait I think you had too much!". Bitch what? Act right and pour it in a cup. The West and Eastside keep smokin them blunts niggaz. [Interlude: Butch Cassidy]. Let's get with it I was born to trip. Stay on the lookout ain't no time to slip. We ain't for games and shit. Change your spot cause we're known to dip. No time for chasin hoes. I'm on a mission cause my cash is low. There's no need to speak on those. Doggy rags are the gangsta's clothes. [Defari]. There's two sides of my family both sides from the ghetto. Pops Finnish choco-late moms Mississippi yellow. Caramel Cherokee black man with a pedigree of excellence. Together we rise no time for seperateness. My grandfather Snake was a Jake or a jack. of a smack to a bird who don't know how to act. Straight hustler Mississippi moonshine smuggler. Good ol' wrangler in his day with that attitude of "Fuck ya". [Xzibit]. Built to run forever X the infinite. First line of defense to smash through the immigrants. Can't straddle the fence it's all or nothin. Close the curtain shut down your whole production. Don't be scared be prepared niggaz do be bustin. without thinkin; I mastered the art of hard drinkin. Yo you wanna stop the X try your best. I'm still fuckin with your pockets like the IRS so yo. [Chorus]. [Butch Cassidy]. Gather all around to see. how we display our vicious skills. I done seen and heard enough. Let's prove the West coast is for real. .. speak now and you'll be brought to tears ..