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xzibit - don't approach me lyrics

[intro: xzibit & (eminem)]
pssh, man, i need a lighter, man (right here!)
yeah… wh-ssup, slim? (what’s crackin’?)
hit this sh-t (sh-t, i almost hit this motherf-cker today)
psh, is that right? (what is it with motherf-ckers 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-ckin self, by any means necessary (right)

[hook: eminem]
‘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

[verse 1: xzibit]
make no mistake, i’m the golden state heavyweight
being underrated gave me time to create
can you relate? i renovate, straight out the gate
carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin’ but hate
millionaires sn-tchin’ 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 mama hate my guts and can’t stand me
packed up, moved out, started a new family
so all this strugglin’ for what, so i can blow up?
marry a sl-t but can’t watch my seed grow up?
f-ck that! this the f-ckin’ thanks i get
for tryin’ to edutain -ssh0l-s and feed my b-tch?
yo, i feel like my whole life is upside down
‘cause you seein’ more support than i’m seein’ my child

[verse 2: eminem]
it’s like, every day 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 unregistered one
no bullets? 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 bullsh-t, i’m not in the mood
i just got in a feud in some parking lot with a dude
over kim, and she just slit both of her wrists over this sh-t
don’t tell me ’bout the show business sh-t
i know what this is, b-tch

[verse 3: xzibit]
this ain’t business, this is personal, b-tch
you don’t know xzibit from sh-t, new school, cl-ss dismissed
i had a very f-cked up day, i’m needin’ this fifth
shuttin’ motherf-ckers up like they pleadin’ the fifth
yo, em, it’s time to get serious with it
time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the sk!llet
this is your brain on drugs, xzibit brain on thugs
ain’t no neighborhood that’s big enough to bang on us
ain’t no love lost, my n-ggas, relax yourself
i’m about to sn-tch it all and start spreadin’ the wealth
to my n-ggas 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-ckin’ piano
ridin’ slow through cali like i’m ridin’ a camel
millionaire motherf-ckers with their brains in their flannels
i feel like tony soprano: who do i trust now?
just hit me on my tele’, n-gga, soon as i touch down
spit lines to split spines, just to get mine
big behind b-tches gettin’ d-ck to spit shine
sniff lines of c0ke – that’s the only sh-t that make you dope
b-tch–ss n-gga that’s droppin’ the soap
get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip
and turn ’til you motherf-ckers tell me the right sh-t

[verse 4: eminem]
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-ck 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
tryna walk up and knock, like these c-cksuckers are not
gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face
and it’s a disgrace hailie can’t play with her toys
in the front yard without you drivin’ by honkin’ your h-rn
screamin’ some sh-t, leanin’ out your windows, beepin’ and 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’ma 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 when i’m not behind the mic, i’m a person who’s just like you

- xzibit lyrics

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