Best Of Things Lyrics - Restless - Xzibit

I was voted most likely to have a psychiatric evaluation 

Let's start the process of elimination 

This dedication is for niggaz 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 U.S. 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'ma ride til the wheels fall off 

While all the rest get weak and go soft 

You're petite style, can get you beat down 

My heat's loud, have you huggin' on the street now 

Niggaz 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 wit it 

Custom fitted, if you want it nigga, come and get it 

And I suggest you bring a million niggaz runnin' wit it 

Split it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look 

I ain't gon' stop til everybody's shot 

Muammar Khadaf'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 

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'ma ride til the wheels fall off 

While all the rest get weak and go soft 

You're 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 

Strike two, gettin' caught 

In the wrong place with your pants down 

Strike three, tryin' to fuck with the D-O-double-G 

DRE, 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' swoll 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'ma ride til the wheels fall off 

While all the rest get weak and go soft 

You're petite style, can get you beat down 

My heat's loud, have you huggin' on the street now