Best of Things

I was voted the most likely to have a psychiatric evaluation

Let's start the process of elimination

This dedication is for **** with the green Buddha

The bandula, six shooter to your suit cooler

Now how this feel? Yeah, 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 looking like?

We trying to see some hoes to fuck tonight

And you just trying to see the afterlife

Make a decision before we have a head on collision

Making 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 US government did to Microsoft, yeah

Like Xzibit in some pussy with the lights turned off

It's like

I'm just living to fulfill my dreams

I'm just trying to have the best of things

None of y'all can't take shit from me

Life's a bitch, she ain't fucking for free

So Imma ride till the wheels fall off

While all the rest get weak and go soft

Your petite style can get you beat down

My heats loud, have you hugging on the street now

**** keep asking me, how does it feel?

How does what feel? Not having to scrape for a meal?

Not being 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 with it

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

And I suggest you bring a million **** running with it

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

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

Muammar Gaddafi's the dot, X mark the spot

With an infra red to your head, yeah, left for dead

Fuck the feds, flee the country then grow some dreads, ya, man

I suggest you keep your distance

For instance, the same distance

It takes to get to the next solar system, muhfucker

I'm just living to fulfill my dreams

I'm just trying to have the best of things

None of y'all can't take shit from me

Life's a bitch, she ain't fucking for free

So Imma ride till the wheels fall off

While all the rest get weak and go soft

Your petite style can get you beat down

My heats loud, have you hugging on the street now

Strike one, when a **** talking shit with his hands down

Strike two, getting caught in the wrong place with your pants down

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

D-R-E or any of my alcoholic 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, yeah

Homie still getting swoll off water and bread

I got this retaliation for any situation I'm facin'

And leave the stage with a standing ovation, it's like

I'm just living to fulfill my dreams

I'm just trying to have the best of things

None of y'all can't take shit from me

Life's a bitch, she ain't fucking for free

So Imma ride till the wheels fall off

While all the rest get weak and go soft

Your petite style can get you beat down

My heats loud, have you huggin' on the street now

Forty-two-forty, I got shots fired here

Send me another unit