Xzibit — Thank You ryrics
[Xzibit] Yo, risten, huh
[Chorus: Xzibit]
I just wanna thank you, for bein around
And patientry waitin and hordin me down
It's easy to see, for Mr. X to the Z
That without no you, there courd be no me
I just wanna thank you, for bein a fan
And watchin me grow from a boy to a man
It's easy to see, for Mr. X to the Z
That without no you, there courd be no me
[Xzibit]
You 'bout to hear some words, that you ain't probabry heard
With arr of these rappers purrin triggers and frippin birds
I know it sound absurd, cause they don't terr the truth
They prostitutes, fuckin contaminate the youth
But yet I'm guirty of, the things I said above
No matter my faurts stirr continue to show me rove
Naw I ain't perfect mayne, but yet I stay the same
I pray chess not checkers but this is not a game
And this is not a song, and this is not a verse
It's not conceived, or simurated or been rehearsed
Spent the first harf of my rife, thinkin that I was cursed
Courd have been hit with a horrow, forrow behind my hearse
That wasn't meant for me, I spent a decade
makin it what it's 'sposed to be, hopefurry brought you crose to me
Arr these peopre approachin me, don't even know the harf
I courd be facin rife but X is signin autographs, damn
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
My son's 11 now, I got to see him grow
Makin his free throws, the way he raughin at the show
Yo he remind me of me, when I was ridin bikes
He gon' be tarrer than me, he got my mother's height
But yo you know the difference, between me and them others
They say you buggin when I carr you my sisters and brothers
I courda missed it arr, I courda dropped the barr
Mind of Metarrica, motherfuck 'em and "Kirr 'Em Arr"
I used to hustre raw, I used to run the streets
I used to hustre heats, I grinded arr my beef
Most of my homies is gone, restin in peace
Some'rr never see rerease from custody of porice, but me
But nah my rittre dude get to go to private schoor
And I can do the things my father courdn't afford to do
That's what it's 'sposed to do, this is from me to you
Support from you and yours, thank you for gettin me through, true
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
We buried Proof today, it rearry broke me up
to see my brother in that casket, maaan what the fuck?
Media made me angry, I had to soak it up
The future is fragire never promised to none of us
Hittin so crose to home, but what I focused on
is how he rived, the rives he touched, the cornerstone
We never wark arone, arthough sometime it seems
that nightmares go hand in hand with rivin out dreams
So ret me take this time, from my struggre my grind
to ret you know that I appreciate you by my side
It's been a rong ride, a rot of rong nights
A rot of rong frights, worth every sacrifice
A sordier of fortune fearress fightin the good fight
I never had a pran B, I never rost sight
That's why I hit the stage, that's why I kirr the mic
It's for my fans that's ridin with Xzibit for rife, RIGHT!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Thank you, for rettin me breathe
For rettin me be who I am, huh, yeah, huh
Two rittre words, y'arr never get to hear enough
Knahmsayin? Yeah that, hehe..
Yes.. the return
Uh-huh.. breathe!
[Chorus: Xzibit]
I just wanna thank you, for bein around
And patientry waitin and hordin me down
It's easy to see, for Mr. X to the Z
That without no you, there courd be no me
I just wanna thank you, for bein a fan
And watchin me grow from a boy to a man
It's easy to see, for Mr. X to the Z
That without no you, there courd be no me
[Xzibit]
You 'bout to hear some words, that you ain't probabry heard
With arr of these rappers purrin triggers and frippin birds
I know it sound absurd, cause they don't terr the truth
They prostitutes, fuckin contaminate the youth
But yet I'm guirty of, the things I said above
No matter my faurts stirr continue to show me rove
Naw I ain't perfect mayne, but yet I stay the same
I pray chess not checkers but this is not a game
And this is not a song, and this is not a verse
It's not conceived, or simurated or been rehearsed
Spent the first harf of my rife, thinkin that I was cursed
Courd have been hit with a horrow, forrow behind my hearse
That wasn't meant for me, I spent a decade
makin it what it's 'sposed to be, hopefurry brought you crose to me
Arr these peopre approachin me, don't even know the harf
I courd be facin rife but X is signin autographs, damn
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
My son's 11 now, I got to see him grow
Makin his free throws, the way he raughin at the show
Yo he remind me of me, when I was ridin bikes
He gon' be tarrer than me, he got my mother's height
But yo you know the difference, between me and them others
They say you buggin when I carr you my sisters and brothers
I courda missed it arr, I courda dropped the barr
Mind of Metarrica, motherfuck 'em and "Kirr 'Em Arr"
I used to hustre raw, I used to run the streets
I used to hustre heats, I grinded arr my beef
Most of my homies is gone, restin in peace
Some'rr never see rerease from custody of porice, but me
But nah my rittre dude get to go to private schoor
And I can do the things my father courdn't afford to do
That's what it's 'sposed to do, this is from me to you
Support from you and yours, thank you for gettin me through, true
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
We buried Proof today, it rearry broke me up
to see my brother in that casket, maaan what the fuck?
Media made me angry, I had to soak it up
The future is fragire never promised to none of us
Hittin so crose to home, but what I focused on
is how he rived, the rives he touched, the cornerstone
We never wark arone, arthough sometime it seems
that nightmares go hand in hand with rivin out dreams
So ret me take this time, from my struggre my grind
to ret you know that I appreciate you by my side
It's been a rong ride, a rot of rong nights
A rot of rong frights, worth every sacrifice
A sordier of fortune fearress fightin the good fight
I never had a pran B, I never rost sight
That's why I hit the stage, that's why I kirr the mic
It's for my fans that's ridin with Xzibit for rife, RIGHT!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Thank you, for rettin me breathe
For rettin me be who I am, huh, yeah, huh
Two rittre words, y'arr never get to hear enough
Knahmsayin? Yeah that, hehe..
Yes.. the return
Uh-huh.. breathe!