Enemies & Friends

1996, dysfunctional member
Of the Alkaholik family, yo
Rule Number
OneAlways be aware of your surroundings
And peep all exits
Stay and move to the next ****
Rule Number
TwoLove no one that don't love you
And if the **** come down
Then you know your way around
Rule Number
ThreeRealize it ain't about size
Or havin' gats and guns
Because it only takes one
Handle your business
Don't let your business handle you
It's a lot of ************s tryin' to do
What you're doin' right here, right now
Same color, same style
Tryin' to claim worldwide
And ain't traveled but one mile
In these shoes,
I paid dues
With nothin' to lose
Live by the rhyme
But I'ma die by the booze
Xzibit breakin' down ******
Who got somethin' to prove
Here we are face to face
***** make your move
You're in the wrong place
But at the right situation
Cause i was waitin
Hotter than
Satan, never perpetratin
Chorus:I treat my enemies like friends
So I can reach out and touch
Leave'em in the dust at the very end
You now tuned in to
Hennessy and
GinIce cold
Heinekens and down for whatever skins
Animosity you can reach out and touch
Heavy right handed
Teeth grind like a clutch
And plus you ain't never had this much
Too many friends too close
You might collapse from an overdose
I was raised to never follow after no man
To be my own man
So I can die by my own hand
And never knowin' what the next day can bring
So I gotta make the ends
Justify the means
Yo, I'm on the scene, here to do my own thing
Can't never spend a lifetime
Chasin' after dreams
I got the right ****
For all the wrong reasons
As long as
I breathin'
****** change like seasons
Never trust a man
Who can't look you in your eyes
Only the strong survive
And that's word to the wise
Yo, when dead bodies get outlined in chalk
Everybody should walk
Cause real killers don't talk
I ain't really concerned
How many bridges you burned
I extinguish your flame
And take aim at your brain
Givin' ligament pain
To have you walkin' with a cane
Wantin' money and fame
You got your ****in' self to blame
And that's
West Coast rhyme
Without no gimmicks
Here come
Xzibit to break it down
Like a chemic
I'm spreadin' like an epidemic
And all good things come to an end
Enemies &
FriendsChorus
I don't give a ****
About the set you claim
Xzibit easily dispersed like crack *******
See I lent my shotgun to
Kurt Cobain
And the ************ never brought it back
Ahh, that's wack
As a matter of fact
This one ***** tried to jack
My squad had his ass
On the run like track
Never knowin' who to trust
In this **** called rap
Here to let you know
My sound surrounds like dat
Never half step
Or play the role like
DeNiroY'all ****** wasn't down
When we had less than zero
**** tryin' to be a hero
Tryin' to save some *****
Mr. X to the
ZNever play that ****
ChorusYes, 1996, yes
Bringin' it live from the
WestsideThis is
X to the Z
These ****** don't know
These ****** ain't ready
Yo, Mr. X to the
ZFrom the
Likwit Crew