My Name
Xzibit feat. Eminem & Nate Dogg Lyrics

This ain't beef man
There's no serious conflict between us

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

But no beef
But let's not escalate it to that level

I float like B.I.G.'s spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly
I move with the presence of a legendary figure like Notorious B.I.G. who has passed away

Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
If you try to attack me, you won't survive to embarrass me

I'd have my motherfucking ass kicked by Moby
Even someone like Moby, who is not known for physical strength, could beat me up

If I let some bitch in the Can like Bis cop over me
If I allow someone to get the better of me in jail, I'll be seen as weak

To do war and try to bring my crew back down
If you start a battle to put down my team, that's a low move

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

I got a new cat
I have a new gun

This time I'm pulling two gats out
This time I'm carrying two guns

With bullets
That are loaded and ready to fire

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

Let's see who got they city on lock
Let's see who has the most control and influence in their city

Let's see who got the better aim with the Glock
Let's see who is better at shooting a Glock

Let's see who come out on top
Let's see who prevails in the conflict

Let's see who really want their name in the streets
Let's see who is willing to fight to establish their reputation in the hip hop community

Let's see who wanna die the same time as me
Let's see who is willing to risk their life to try and take me down

And make ends meet
And do whatever it takes to survive

Now was I blessed with a gift or cursed with a curse
I'm not sure if my talent is a blessing or a curse

I follow hearse after hearse with verse after verse
I attend so many funerals and write so many songs about death and loss

And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri
I won't let someone like Jermaine Dupri, who is seen as a lesser artist, challenge my position

Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now
I won't let anyone harm my family or those close to me

I love it when you niggas be talking, saying my name
I enjoy when other rappers bring attention to me by mentioning my name in their music

Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
It appears that you're not thinking before you speak

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

Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain
You better have a gun if you want to challenge me

Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game
If you're serious about this, then let's battle it out like real men

Hurt you so long, you'll be a-ddicted to pain
I'll beat you so bad that you'll crave the pain

I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
I don't need to hear your excuses or justifications for trying to take me down

Right before you lay in your coffin, ho say my name
Even in death, I want you to remember my name as the one who defeated you

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

Nobody ganged up til he came back and jacked him
No one else attacked Jermaine until he tried to retaliate against us

I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him
I didn't hit him hard, I just grazed him with my lyrics

I could have been like Treach, boom-bapped and slapped him
I could have physically assaulted him like Treach, a rapper known for his aggression

Purple, for mimicking him with two rapping Urkels
I dissed him for trying to copy me with two weak imitations of myself

I could of snapped, took it past rap and hurt you
I could have taken it to a violent level and physically harmed Jermaine

But I didn't, I kept it on wax and served you
Instead, I responded with a diss track and exposed your weaknesses through my lyrics

I Square Dance cause I'm sick of rapping circles
I'm tired of going in circles and repeating the same old beefs

Around these clowns, stready trying to call me out
I'm surrounded by fake rappers who are constantly challenging me

It's like I'm listening to motherfucking dogs meow
Their threats and insults are laughable and childish

You'd probably do better tryin to come and stomp me out
You'd have more success trying to physically attack me than trying to challenge me in rap

You don't want it with rap, this is what I'm all about, c'mon
You're not ready to face me in the art of hip hop, which is what I excel at

No gangsta you ain't either
You're not a gangster either

But I know that I spit ether
But I know that my raps are powerful

I shit across your belly
I'm going to humiliate you and make you feel small

Show you I'm not R. Kelly
I'm not going to abuse my power or take advantage of anyone like R. Kelly did

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

I'mma put my ashes out on his ass
I will use his body as an ashtray for my joint

For the last time man
This is the final warning

Watch your fucking mouth
Be careful what you say to me

I'm through
I'm done with this drama