Xzibit - Everything Lyrics

I was on the block picturing blocks at fifteen
I remember underage drinking at sixteen
Then my nuts in Cali banging at seventeen
Now I got everything, bitch, I got everything

My back was to the wall, visited all, after all, all I had was me
Just tenacity, so we all leave with a sense of sweet
Then everything I write around got a cotton seat
Fuck y'all dry, saw off and done rapidly
Partner, now let's be honest, ain't got no good intentions
The upper tune is the dudes moving in my position
But I'm a heavy, wait humble, hitting the heavy bag
Waiting for the day I stumble across your fucking ass
Instead I push the work in, chin up and chest out
Picking the shit up where I left off
You went soft intention too tenant to deal with the Los Angel
I admit it, I bull shit and gave you the wrong angle
Now I have a seat at my table, let me do you the business
Diversify you millions, you can leave off the entrance
Make every revenue street flood to where it took me
And make that money stack higher than giraffes

I was on the block picturing blocks at fifteen
I remember underage drinking at sixteen
Then my nuts in Cali banging at seventeen
Now I got everything, bitch, I got everything

I used to have a Glock that I would shot to at backpack
So it will leave no shells at the scene
Where I was getting my kid back
Yeah, this for the homie whack, rolled to and chopped up
On hard to make the west defined a united fund
Beard big, light it up, waiting on that vending truck
So I can crush the corner, welcome to California
Where people fake it 'till they make it
Or take it with their hand gun
Take your chances, swing, try to land one
Now you're in the box like a sand some, I march to the madness
My symphony deliver something classic
Either you ain't glad or you blast it, jumped in or dragged it
Either way, you got to salute the flag, who you want it with?
I acknowledge honest with whole heart and integrity
People keep telling me I'm about to catch a felony
Stage presence, reminiscent of my flash back
Gave my girl a son and my last name

I was on the block picturing blocks at fifteen
I remember underage drinking at sixteen
Then my nuts in Cali banging at seventeen
Now I got everything, bitch, I got everything

Motherfucker, I live in room that look like a drive-in
When I open my eyes a bunch of bitches play violins
Nothing but respect when I walk to the lights in
Because I kill everything, bitch, I kill everything
Nothing ever compares with the spring of a free mind
Find the most dangerous weapon ever acquired by mankind
Using to fight for your freedom and oppress your oppressors
You mold them and lead them, fuck the positive message
This is a lifetime allegiance, boy, you're down to the essence
There's no payment for passage, my immaculate presence
Make every revenue street flood, look where it took me
And make that money stack high and you run a pussy

I was on the block picturing blocks at fifteen
I remember underage drinking at sixteen
Then my nuts in Cali banging at seventeen
Now I got everything, bitch, I got everything