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