Say My Name
Xzibit feat. Eminem Lyrics


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This ain't beef, man
I don't know what the fuck to call it
But no beef
What up, X?
Just hit 'em

I float like Big's spirit in this bitch, I'm ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over me
To do war and try to bring my crew back down
I'll never stoop to that level to do that now
I got a new cat, this time I'm pullin' two gats out
With bullets, I finally got somethin' to shoot at now

Let's see who got they city on lock
Let's see who got the better aim with the Glock
Let's see who come out on top
Let's see who really want their name in the streets
Let's see who wanna die the same time as me and make ends meet
Now was I blessed with a gift or cursed with a curse?
I follow hearse after hearse, spit verse after verse
And I'll be damned if I let Billy "Dance" Dupri
Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now

I love it when you niggas be talkin', sayin' my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Better have a strap, my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga, let's play the game
Hurt you so long, you'll be addicted to pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, ho, say my name

Why do you hate me? (Hate me)
I came from nothin', blood sweat and tears, you did not create me
How can you doubt me? (Doubt me)
You don't know shit about me, there'd be no West Coast without me
Cut with the bullshit (bullshit)
I struggle for survival and now you tryna act like my rival
Watch what you say, partner, it's a small earth
Don't play games with your life, nigga, it's not worth
All the pain (all the pain), all the agony (all the agony)
All the horror (all the horror), all the tragedy (all the tragedy)
Put your hands up people, it's time to fight now
I beat holes in your chest, remain hostile
Threaten my life? (Come on)
One day you'll understand
They say that pride is the sign of a foolish man
So who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
Live and direct in the flesh, I'm right in front of you

I love it when you niggas be talkin', sayin' my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Better have a strap, my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga, let's play the game
Hurt you so long, you'll be addicted to pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, ho, say my name

I never really smashed on Jermaine's ass, Dre smashed him
Nobody ganged up 'til he came back and jacked him
I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him
I could have been like Treach, poom-papped and slapped him
Purple, for mimicking him with two rappin' Urkels
I could of snapped, took it past rap and hurt you
But I didn't, I kept it on wax and served you
I square dance 'cause I'm sick of rappin' circles
Around these clowns, steady tryna call me out
It's like I'm listening to motherfuckin' dogs meow
You'd probably do better tryna come and stomp me out
You don't want it with rap, this is what I'm all about, come on
(I) No gangsta, you ain't either
(Will) But I know that I spit ether
(Not) I shit across your belly
(Lose) Show you I'm not R. Kelly
X, pass me the weed
I'ma put my ashes out on his ass for the last time, man
Watch your fuckin' mouth

I love it when you niggas be talkin', sayin' my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Better have a strap, my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga, let's play the game
Hurt you so long, you'll be addicted to pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, ho, say my name





It's the last time, man
I'm through

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Xzibit feat Eminem & Nate Dogg's song My Name are centered around the rappers' experience of being famous and having their names being used in vain. The song starts with Xzibit stating that he doesn't know what to call the situation but it's not beef. This sets the tone for the rest of the song, as the rappers address the constant attention that they receive, and how some people use their names to gain clout.


Eminem comes in with his signature rhyme style, comparing himself to the late rapper the Notorious B.I.G. and stating that he won't let anyone bring him down to their level. He also addresses the idea of competition between rappers, questioning who really has the best skills and who is willing to go as far as he is. He challenges anyone to try and take him down, stating that he will remain hostile and always ready to fight.


The chorus, sung by Nate Dogg, emphasizes the need for people to respect the rappers and their names. The lyrics state that people need to put their "nuts on the table" and play the game, or else they will be hurt for so long that they will be addicted to pain. The rappers refuse to hear any explanations or excuses, and demand that people say their names with respect.


Overall, the song is a powerful statement about the dangers of fame and the difficulties that famous people face when trying to maintain their reputations and privacy.


Line by Line Meaning

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


I don't know what the fuck to call it
I don't know how to describe it


But no beef
But there's no hard feelings


What up, X?
What's up, Xzibit?


Just hit 'em
Just attack them


I float like Big's spirit in this bitch, I'm ghostly
My presence is haunting, like Biggie's spirit


Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
If you try to attack me, you'll regret it


I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
I'd rather be beaten by Moby than by a lesser opponent


If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over me
If I let someone talk about me unfairly like Bis did to him


To do war and try to bring my crew back down
To engage in a battle and try to harm my crew


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


I got a new cat, this time I'm pullin' two gats out
I have new weapons, this time I'm using two guns


With bullets, I finally got somethin' to shoot at now
I finally have someone to aim for


Let's see who got they city on lock
Let's see who has control of their city


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


Let's see who come out on top
Let's see who wins


Let's see who really want their name in the streets
Let's see who's willing to gain notoriety in the streets


Let's see who wanna die the same time as me and make ends meet
Let's see who's willing to die before giving up


Now was I blessed with a gift or cursed with a curse?
Do I have a gift or a curse?


I follow hearse after hearse, spit verse after verse
I keep going despite the death around me


And I'll be damned if I let Billy "Dance" Dupri
I won't let anyone disrespect me or my family


Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now
I won't let anyone harm my family


I love it when you niggas be talkin', sayin' my name
I enjoy it when people talk about me


Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
It seems like you're speaking without thinking


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


Better have a strap, my nigga, simple and plain
You better have a gun, it's as simple as that


Put your nuts on the table, my nigga, let's play the game
Show your courage, let's fight


Hurt you so long, you'll be addicted to pain
I'll hurt you for so long that you'll develop a taste for pain


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


Right before you lay in your coffin, ho, say my name
You'll remember me even when you're dead


Why do you hate me? (Hate me)
Why do you dislike me?


I came from nothin', blood sweat and tears, you did not create me
I came from nothing and worked hard, you didn't make me


How can you doubt me? (Doubt me)
How can you not believe in me?


You don't know shit about me, there'd be no West Coast without me
You don't know anything about me, I helped build the West Coast rap scene


Cut with the bullshit (bullshit)
Stop with the nonsense


I struggle for survival and now you tryna act like my rival
I fought to survive and now you're trying to compete with me


Watch what you say, partner, it's a small earth
Be careful what you say, we live in a small world


Don't play games with your life, nigga, it's not worth
Don't risk your life for something trivial


All the pain (all the pain), all the agony (all the agony)
All the suffering


All the horror (all the horror), all the tragedy (all the tragedy)
All the terrible events


Put your hands up people, it's time to fight now
Get ready for battle


I beat holes in your chest, remain hostile
I'll attack fiercely, and remain aggressive


Threaten my life? (Come on)
You're threatening me?


One day you'll understand
You'll realize eventually


They say that pride is the sign of a foolish man
Some say that pride is a sign of stupidity


So who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
Who do you think you're speaking to?


Live and direct in the flesh, I'm right in front of you
I'm here in person, right in front of you


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


Nobody ganged up 'til he came back and jacked him
No one attacked him until he came back and caused trouble


I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him
I didn't really attack him, I just confronted him


I could have been like Treach, poom-papped and slapped him
I could have been violent like Treach, who punched and slapped him


Purple, for mimicking him with two rappin' Urkels
I mocked him for imitating Steve Urkel when he rapped


I could of snapped, took it past rap and hurt you
I could have attacked him physically and caused him harm


But I didn't, I kept it on wax and served you
Instead, I attacked him through my music and lyrics


I square dance 'cause I'm sick of rappin' circles
I'm tired of constantly rapping and want to do something different


Around these clowns, steady tryna call me out
These people keep attacking me and trying to call me out


It's like I'm listening to motherfuckin' dogs meow
It's like I'm hearing something impossible, like dogs meowing


You'd probably do better tryna come and stomp me out
You'd have better luck trying to physically beat me up


You don't want it with rap, this is what I'm all about, come on
You don't want to compete with me in rap, this is my area of expertise


(I) No gangsta, you ain't either
Neither of us are gangsters


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


(Not) I shit across your belly
I'll defecate on your stomach


(Lose) Show you I'm not R. Kelly
I'll prove that I won't engage in inappropriate behavior like R. Kelly


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


I'ma put my ashes out on his ass for the last time, man
I'll stub out my cigarette on their butt for the final time


Watch your fuckin' mouth
Be careful what you say


It's the last time, man
This is the final warning


I'm through
I'm finished




Lyrics Β© REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Alvin Nathaniel Joiner, Luis Edgardo Resto, Marshall Bruce Mathers, Nathaniel Dwayne Hale

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@xThExGrEaTeSTx

every xzibit and eminem song are so good.they flow to good with each other.and bring out the best of each other.x can spit

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@tawanahickey9234

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@chrisdunn2013

Check out don’t approach me

@santonino7741

​@@chrisdunn2013πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯shit is banging

@psk313

Back when Nate was rippin' choruses without autotune

@explosivezz._.killas9049

It had just a little bit of autotune to clear any background sounds.

@eminemdissedmefornoreason8358

@Tupac Shakur but Travis is using auto tune so much rn

@mohammedamahrech700

@Sid Calm you tits.

@mertgul2964

back when Nate was alive nigga

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