Intro: [an interview with xzibit] [i] I want to ask you, what is more important to you guys? All the money that you guys are talkin about? Or the artform? or, what is more important? the lyrics? Or the leather sized stuff? [x] I think, what we tryin to do is device a way that the Artform and the money is like on a equal level. You know what I mean, that, that like he said, is a fine Line where gotta pleas the crowd or pleas the artists That are listenin to you. and pleas the real hip-hop Underground people that, that, that is looking for that You know, that real shit. its only a certain way that That you can go up and doin it
Verse 1: [xzibit] Xzibit keep it on deck Live, vinyl, cd or cassette Whatever you select I keep you bouncin like a bad cheque See I should have a trigger tattooed on my neck To represent the heat that I repeat Now you can take the highs out of the beat But never take the rucked out of the rhyme Or tribalize, look into the eyes of the emotional Your whole style is promotional A dead giveaway to me is just another business day Xzibit here to stay My life, a tribute to the a.k, You wanna play A situation only one man can walk away from The same way he came When I spit flame, it spits flames like your middlename So why do I say fuck the fame Because it come and go The industrys a pet without refused to be that gigolo I put the dope in, got fos and tatoos Niggas make ya money But let the money make you
Hook: [king t] x2 We make, make money, money Takes money to survive The meanin of life with statted chips is stay alive Cause its all about the c-notes Gonna be fuckin when youre rollin this too Dont let the money mak