Dont Approach Me

[x] pssh, man I need a lighter man



[e] right here



[x] yeahhh.. whassup slim?



[e] whats crackin?



[x] hit this shit



[e] ssshhit I almost hit this motherfucker today



[x] psh, is that right?



[e] what is it with motherfuckers thinkin that..



[e] {*sigh* because were in the spotlight or whatever that..



[e] they can do or say whatever they want to us



[e] and that we wont retaliate



[x] protect my motherfuckin self, by any



[both] means, necessary



[e] right?







[chorus 2x: eminem]



Cause you dont know me, I dont know you



So dont approach me, I wont approach you



And dont insult me, I wont insult you



Cause you dont know what I will or I wont do







[xzibit]



Make no mistake, Im the golden state heavyweight



Bein underrated gave me time to create it



Can you relate? I renovate, straight out the gate



Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin but hate



Millionaires snatchin crumbs off my little son plate



Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the face



No hoes, no clothes, no one showin up for my shows



You know how it goes; I might as well kick it at home



But my baby momma hate my guts and cant stand me (yeah)



Packed up, moved out, started a new family



So all this strugglin for what, so I can blow up



Marry a slut but cant watch my seed grow up?



Fuck that, this the fuckin thanks I get



For tryin to edutain assholes and feed my bitch



Yo I feel like my whole life is upside down (upside down)



Cause you seein more support than Im seein my child



Its like..







[eminem]



.. everyday I wake up, another drama



Its a wonder Im alive, survivin this karma



If I can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer



I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her



Without these cameras in our faces like animals



For your channel 2 action news to follow our ambulence up the avenue



And catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts



And what we do in private since they wont let us put up a fence



And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun



Whether its unloaded full or an un-registered one



No bullet, youre so full of shit



This clip is so full itll spit if I dont pull it



And dont give me no bullshit Im not in the mood



I just got in a feud in some parkin lot with a dude



Over kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the shit



Dont tell me bout the show business shit



I know what this is, bitch







[chorus]







[xzibit]



This aint business, this is personal bitch



You dont know xzibit from shit, new school, class dismissed



I had a very fucked up day, Im needin this fit



Shuttin motherfuckers up like they pleadin the 5th



Yo em its time to get serious with it (yeah)



Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the skillet



This is your brain on drugs, xzibit brain on thugs



Aint no neighborhood thats big enough to bang on us



Aint no love lost my niggaz, relax yoself



Im about to snatch it all and start spreadin the wealth



To my niggaz who never seen it I mean it when I holla



At the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones



Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel



Changin your channel, you played like a fuckin piano



Ridin slow through cali like Im ridin a camel



Millionaire motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels



I feel like, tony soprano, who do I trust now?



Just hit me on my tele nigga soon as I touch down



Spit lines to split spines just to get mine



Big behind bitches gettin dick to spit shine



Sniff lines of coke, thats the only shit that make you dope



Bitch-ass nigga thats droppin the soap



Get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip



And turn til you motherfuckers tell me the right shit







[eminem]



So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself



A front door with twelve locks



And have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox



And everytime somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops?



Fuck that, I protect myself with these twelve shots



And one in the chamber, gun in the waist



And one in the ankle, waitin for someone to come to my place



Tryin to walk up and knock like these cocksuckers are not



Gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face?



And its a disgrace hailey cant play with her toys



In the front yard without you drivin by honkin your horn



Screamin some shit, leanin out your windows, beepin n shit



Or pullin up in my drive like I wont leap in your whip



And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where I live



So my address ends up on the internet again



So then, I do an interview with spin, tellin them



That if someone comes to my crib, ima shove a gun in their ribs



And reporters, blow it out of proportion



"oh, now hes pullin guns on his fans



Just for tryin to stand on his porch"



And Im the bad guy, cause I dont answer my door like "hey hi!



You guys wants some autographs? okay, form a straight line!"



Sometimes I feel like loadin this rifle



And climbin the roof at night and hidin outside to snipe you



Its not that I dont like you..



.. its just that Im not behind the mic



Im a person whos just like you