Enemies & Friends

[Intro]

Hahahahaha...

1996, the dysfunctional member

Of the Alkaholik family, huh

[Verse 1]

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 (Ha)

Then you know your way around, huh

(Rule Number Three)

Yeah, realize it ain't about size

Or havin' gats and guns, because it only takes one (Huh)

Handle your business, don't let your business handle you

It's a lot of motherfuckers tryin' to do

What you doin' right here, right now

Same colour, same style (Yeah)

Tryin' to claim worldwide and ain't travelled but one mile

In these shoes, I paid dues with nothin' to lose

Live by the rhyme but I'ma die by the booze (Die by the booze)

Xzibit breakin' down niggas who got somethin' to prove

Here we are face to face (Face!)

Nigga make your move (Yeah)

You're in the wrong place but at the right situation (Yeah)

'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 (Yeah)

You now tuned in to Hennessy and Gin

Ice cold Heinekens and down for whatever skins (Ha, ha, yeah)

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 a overdose (Dose)

[Verse 2]

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 (Ha) (Nah)

I got the right shit for all the wrong reasons

As long as I'm breathin' niggas change like seasons (Niggas change)

Never trust a man who can't look you in your eyes

Only the strong survive, and that's word to the wise (Word to the wise)

Yo, when dead bodies get outlined in chalk

Everybody should walk 'cause real killers don't talk (Hahahaha) (Real)

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, yeah (Like that)

And that's West Coast rhyme without no gimmicks (Haha)

Here come Xzibit to break it down like a chemic (Break it down)

I'm spreadin' like an epidemic

And all good things come to a end, enemies and friends (Ha, enemies and friends)

[Chorus]

I treat my enemies like friends

So I can reach out and touch

Leave 'em in the dust at the very end (Haha)

You now tuned in to Hennessy and Gin (Yeah)

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 a overdose

[Verse 3]

I don't give a fuck about the set you claim

Xzibit easily dispersed like crack cocaine (Cocaine)

See I lent my shotgun to Kurt Cobain

And the motherfucker never brought it back

(Ahh, that's wack!) (Hahaha)

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 (Huh, ha)

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 (Bitch!)

Mr. X to the Z, never play that shit (Never play that shit!)

[Chorus]

Yo, I treat my enemies like friends

So I can reach out and touch

Leave 'em in the dust at the very end (Very end, hahahaha)

You now tuned in to Hennessy and Gin

Ice cold Heinekens and down for whatever skins (Huh, yeah)

Animosity you can reach out and touch (Touch)

Heavy right handed

Teeth grind like a clutch (Haha)

And plus you ain't never had this much

Too many friends too close

You might collapse from a overdose

[Outro]

Yes, 1996, yes

Bringin' it live from the Westside, yeah, hah

This is X to the Z, we see it from here, yeah, hah

These niggas don't know

These niggas ain't ready

Yo, Mr. X to the Z from the Likwit Crew

Now broadcastin' live from the model, hahahah...

Yeah