This aint beef man
I dont know what the fuck to call it
But no beef
Whattup X?

I float like big spirit in this bitch Im ghostly
Rush me, cause you aint gonna live to roast me
Id have my motherfuckin ass kicked by Moby
if I let some bitch in the Can like Bis cop over me
to do war, and try to bring my crew back down
Ill never stoop, to that level, to do that now
I got a new cat, this time Im pullin two gats out
With bullets, I finally got somethin to shoot at now


Lets see who got they city on lock
Lets see who got the better aim with the glock
Lets see who come out on top
Lets see who REALLY want they name in the streets
Lets see who wanna die the same time as me
and make ends meet
Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse?
I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse
And Ill be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri
Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now


I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it aint the same
Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga lets play the game
Hurt you so long, you be addicted to pain
I dont wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name


Why do you hate me? (Hate me) I came from nothin
Blood sweat and tears, you did not create me
How can you doubt me? (Doubt me) You dont know shit about me
Thered be no West coast without me
Cut with the bullshit (Bullshit) I struggle for survival
And now you tryin to act like my rival?
Watch what you say partner, its a small earth
Dont play games with your life nigga, its not worth
all the pain (all the pain) all the agony (all the agony)
All the horror (all the horrow) all the tragedy (all the tragedy)
Put your hands up people, its time to fight now
I beat holes in your chest, remain hostile
Threaten my life? (Cmon!) One day youll understand
They say that pride is the sign of a foolish man
So who the FUCK?! (Who the FUCK?!) you think you talkin to
Live and direct in the flesh, Im right in FRONT OF YOU!




I never really smashed on Jermaines ass, Dre smashed him
Nobody ganged up til he came back and jacked him
I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him
I coulda been like Treach, boom-bapped and slapped him
purple, for mimickin him with two rappin Urkels
I coulda snapped, took it past rap and hurt you
But I didnt, I kept it on wax and served you
I "Square Dance" cause Im sick of rappin circles
around these clowns, stready tryin to call me out
Its like Im listenin to motherfuckin dogs meow
Youd probably do better tryin to come and stomp me out
You dont want it with rap, this is what Im all about - cmon
(I) No gangsta you aint either
(Will) But I know that I spit "Ether"
(Not) I shoulda crossed your belly
(Lose) Show you Im not R. Kelly
X, pass me the weed, Ima put my ashes out on his ass
For the last time man.. n mouth"




For the last time man, Im through