Enemies & Friends Lyrics - At The Speed Of Life - Xzibit

1996, dysfunctional member 

Of the Alkaholik family, yo 

Rule Number One 

Always be aware of your surroundings 

And peep all exits 

Stay and move to the next shit 

Rule Number Two 

Love no one that don't love you 

And if the shit come down 

Then you know your way around 

Rule Number Three 

Realize 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 motherfuckers 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 niggas 

Who got somethin' to prove 

Here we are face to face 

Nigga 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 Gin 

Ice 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 shit 

For all the wrong reasons 

As long as I breathin' 

Niggas 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 fuckin' 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 & Friends 

Chorus 

I don't give a fuck 

About the set you claim 

Xzibit easily dispersed like crack cocaine 

See I lent my shotgun to Kurt Cobain 

And the motherfucker never brought it back 

Ahh, that's wack 

As a matter of fact 

This one nigga tried to jack 

My squad had his ass 

On the run like track 

Never knowin' who to trust 

In this shit called rap 

Here to let you know 

My sound surrounds like dat 

Never half step 

Or play the role like DeNiro 

Y'all niggas wasn't down 

When we had less than zero 

Fuck tryin' to be a hero 

Tryin' to save some bitch 

Mr. X to the Z 

Never play that shit 

Chorus 

Yes, 1996, yes 

Bringin' it live from the Westside 

This is X to the Z 

These niggas don't know 

These niggas ain't ready 

Yo, Mr. X to the Z 

From the Likwit Crew