My Name
Xzibit Featuring Eminem Nate Dogg Lyrics

This ain't beef man
This isn't a conflict

I don't know what the fuck to call it
I'm not sure what to label it

But no beef
But there's no animosity

I float like B.I.G.'s spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly
I move effortlessly like the spirit of Notorious B.I.G.

Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
Don't try to intimidate me or you'll regret it

I'd have my motherfucking ass kicked by Moby
I'd rather face a physical beating by Moby than be undermined by someone weak

If I let some bitch in the Can like Bis cop over me
If I let someone inferior have power over me

To do war and try to bring my crew back down
To engage in conflict and attempt to diminish my team's success

I'll never stoop to that level to do that now
I won't lower myself to that level

I got a new cat
I have a new gun

This time I'm pulling two gats out
I'm armed with two guns this time

With bullets
Loaded with ammunition

I finally got something to shoot at now
I have a target to aim at

Let's see who got they city on lock
Let's find out who has control over their city

Let's see who got the better aim with the Glock
Let's determine who's a better shot with their gun

Let's see who come out on top
Let's see who emerges as the winner

Let's see who really want their name in the streets
Let's see who wants to establish themselves as a respected figure in the community

Let's see who wanna die the same time as me
Let's see who's willing to risk their life at the same time as me

And make ends meet
And make a living

Now was I blessed with a gift or cursed with a curse
Is my talent a blessing or a curse

I follow hearse after hearse with verse after verse
I attend funerals one after the other and write songs about it

And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri
I won't let anyone, including Jermaine Dupri, disrespect me

Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now
Or harm my loved ones in any way

I love it when you niggas be talking, saying my name
I enjoy it when people mention me in their conversations

Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
You don't think before you speak

Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Things have changed since 2003

Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain
You need to be armed and ready

Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game
Make a bold move, let's see what you're made of

Hurt you so long, you'll be a-ddicted to pain
I'll inflict so much pain on you that you'll crave it

I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
I don't want to hear your excuses or justifications

Right before you lay in your coffin, ho say my name
Acknowledge my superiority before you die

I never really smashed on Jermaine's ass, Dre smashed him
I didn't physically attack Jermaine, Dr. Dre did

Nobody ganged up til he came back and jacked him
No one joined in until Jermaine returned and got revenge on Dre

I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him
I didn't escalate the conflict, I only provoked him

I could have been like Treach, boom-bapped and slapped him
I could have physically assaulted him like Treach did to Vanilla Ice

Purple, for mimicking him with two rapping Urkels
I disrespected him in a song for copying his style

I could of snapped, took it past rap and hurt you
I could have taken it to a violent level and caused you harm

But I didn't, I kept it on wax and served you
I didn't resort to violence, I insulted you in a song instead

I Square Dance cause I'm sick of rapping circles
I'm tired of the same old rap game

Around these clowns, stready trying to call me out
Around these fools who are always challenging me

It's like I'm listening to motherfucking dogs meow
It's ridiculous and frustrating to listen to them

You'd probably do better tryin to come and stomp me out
You'd be more successful trying to physically attack me

You don't want it with rap, this is what I'm all about, c'mon
You don't want to challenge me in a rap battle, that's my forte

(I) No gangsta you ain't either
You're not a gangster, and neither am I

(Will) But I know that I spit ether
But I know I'm a skilled rapper

(Not) I shit across your belly
I disrespect you in my songs

(Lose) Show you I'm not R. Kelly
I'll prove that I'm not afraid to challenge you

X, pass me the weed
Xzibit, give me the marijuana

I'mma put my ashes out on his ass
I'm going to finish smoking and dispose of the ashes on my opponent

For the last time man
This is the final warning

Watch your fucking mouth
Be careful what you say about me