Xzibit - Best of Things lyrics

I was voted most likely to
Have a psychiatric evaluation
Let's start the process of elimination
This dedication is for niggas
With the green buddha
The bandula, six-shooter to your suit coolers
Now how this feel? Cold black
Steel up in your grill
This hollow point lead gon' be your last meal
Say your prayers, say your graces
Pieces of your face is found
In a hundred different places
Huh, so what we lookin like? We tryin
To see some hoes to fuck tonight
And you just tryin' to see the afterlife
Make a decision before we
Have a head-on collision
Makin me spend the rest of my life in prison
See I can only play the cards I was given
Multiplication division whatever you got
To break mines off
Like the US government did to Microsoft
Like Xzibit in some pussy with
The lights turned off, it's like

I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have the best of things
None of y'all can't take shit from me
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin for free
So I'mma ride 'til the wheels fall off
While all the rest get weak and go soft
Your petite style, can get you beat down
My heat's loud
Have you huggin' on the street now

Niggas keep askin me how does it feel
How does what feel? Not havin
To scrape for a meal?
Not bein locked down to a fucked up deal?
The biggest man in Los
Angeles is not Shaquille
We had to reinvent the wheel
Draft new blueprints
Made a whole album, spent half what you spent
Then sent the rest to my
People to invest with it
Custom fitted, if you want it nigga
Come and get it and I suggest you bring a
Million niggas runnin' wit it
Split it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look
I ain't gon' stop 'til everybody's shot
Muammar Khadafi's the dot, X mark the spot
With an infrared to your head, left for dead
Fuck the feds
Flee the country then grow some dreads
(ya mon) i suggest you keep your
Distance, for instance, the same distance
It takes to get to the next solar system
Motherfucker

I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have the best of things
None of y'all can't take shit from me
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin for free
So I'mma ride 'til the wheels fall off
While all the rest get weak and go soft
Your petite style, can get you beat down
My heat's loud
Have you huggin' on the street now

Strike one
When a nigga talkin shit with his hands down
Strike two, gettin caught in the wrong place
With your pants down strike three
Tryin to fuck with the D-O double-G
D-R-E, or any of my Alkaholik family
Huh, Xzibit turn your vital signs
To a straight line never seen a dog bite and
Bark at the same time
Restless, rugged, never relaxed
Permanently owe you motherfuckers
Backs like tax
Baseball bats and bricks upside of your head
Homey still gettin swole off water and bread
I got this, retaliation
For any situation I'm facin'
And leave the stage with a standin' ovation
It's like

I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have the best of things
None of y'all can't take shit from me
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin for free
So I'mma ride 'til the wheels fall off
While all the rest get weak and go soft
Your petite style, can get you beat down
My heat's loud
Have you huggin' on the street now

What's the name of the suspect?
40-2-40 I got shots fired here
Send me another unit