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[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
