k**a-kc - Letz Get It Feat. Eddie-g lyrics

[Chorus 2X: Eddie-G] Cause you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won't approach you And don't insult me, I won't insult you Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do [k**a-Kc] Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State heavyweight Bein underrated gave me time to create it Can you relate? I renovate, straight out the gate Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin but hate Millionaires snatchin crumbs off my little son plate Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the face No hoes, no clothes, no one showin up for my shows You know how it goes; I might as well kick it at home But my baby momma hate my guts and can't stand me (yeah) Packed up, moved out, started a new family So all this strugglin for what, so I can blow up marry a s*ut but can't watch my seed grow up? fu*k THAT, this the f**in thanks I get for tryin to edutain a**holes and feed my b**h Yo I feel like my whole life is upside down (upside down) cause you seein more support than I'm seein my child It's like.. [Eddie-G] .. everyday I wake up, another drama It's a wonder I'm alive, survivin this karma If I can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her without these cameras in our faces like animals for your Channel 2 Action News to follow our ambulence up the avenue and catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts and what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun whether it's unloaded full or an un-registered one No bullet, you're so full of sh** this clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it And don't give me no bullsh** I'm not in the mood I just got in a feud in some parkin lot with a dude over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the sh** Don't tell me bout the show business sh** I know what this is, b**h [Chorus:Eddie-G] [k**a-Kc] This ain't business, this is personal b*tch You don't know Xzibit from sh**, new school, cla** dismissed I had a very fu*kED UP day, I'm needin this fit Shuttin motherf**ers up like they pleadin the 5th Yo Em it's time to get serious with it (yeah) Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the sk**et This is your brain on d**, Xzibit brain on thugs Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us Ain't no love lost my n***az, relax yo'self I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin the wealth To my n***az who never seen it I mean it when I holla at the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel Changin your channel, you played like a f**in piano Ridin slow through Cali like I'm ridin a camel Millionaire motherf**ers with their brains in their flannels I feel like, Tony Soprano, who do I trust now? Just hit me on my tele' n***a soon as I touch down Spit lines to split spines just to get mine Big behind b**hes gettin dick to spit shine Sniff lines of coke, that's the only sh** that make you dope b**h-a** n***a that's droppin the soap Get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip and turn til you motherf**ers tell me the right sh** [Eddie-G] So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself a front door with twelve locks and have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox and everytime somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops? f** that, I protect myself with these twelve shots and one in the chamber, gun in the waist and one in the ankle, waitin for someone to come to my place tryin to walk up and knock like these co*ks**ers are not gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face? And it's a disgrace Hailey can't play with her toys in the front yard without you drivin by honkin your horn screamin some sh**, leanin out your windows, beepin n sh** Or pullin up in my drive like I won't leap in your whip And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where I live so my address ends up on the internet again So then, I do an interview with Spin, tellin them that if someone comes to my crib, I'ma shove a gun in their ribs And reporters, blow it out of proportion "Oh, now he's pullin guns on his fans just for tryin to stand on his porch" And I'm the bad guy, cause I don't answer my door like "Hey hi! You guys wants some autographs? Okay, form a straight line!" Sometimes I feel like loadin this rifle and climbin the roof at night and hidin outside to snipe you It's not that I don't like you.. .. it's just that I'm not behind the mic I'm a person who's just like you