Thank You

Yo, listen, huh

I just wanna thank you, for bein around

And patiently waitin and holdin me down

It's easy to see, for Mr. X to the Z

That without no you, there could be no me

I just wanna thank you, for bein a fan

And watchin me grow from a boy to a man

It's easy to see, for Mr. X to the Z

That without no you, there could be no me

You 'bout to hear some words, that you ain't probably heard

With all of these rappers pullin triggers and flippin birds

I know it sound absurd, cause they don't tell the truth

They prostitutes, fuckin contaminate the youth

But yet I'm guilty of, the things I said above

No matter my faults still continue to show me love

Naw I ain't perfect mayne, but yet I stay the same

I play chess not checkers but this is not a game

And this is not a song, and this is not a verse

It's not conceived, or simulated or been rehearsed

Spent the first half of my life, thinkin that I was cursed

Could have been hit with a hollow, follow behind my hearse

That wasn't meant for me, I spent a decade

makin it what it's 'sposed to be, hopefully brought you close to me

All these people approachin me, don't even know the half

I could be facin life but X is signin autographs, damn

My son's 11 now, I got to see him grow

Makin his free throws, the way he laughin at the show

Yo he remind me of me, when I was ridin bikes

He gon' be taller than me, he got my mother's height

But yo you know the difference, between me and them others

They say you buggin when I call you my sisters and brothers

I coulda missed it all, I coulda dropped the ball

Mind of Metallica, motherfuck 'em and Kill 'Em All

I used to hustle raw, I used to run the streets

I used to hustle heats, I grinded all my beef

Most of my homies is gone, restin in peace

Some'll never see release from custody of police, but me

But nah my little dude get to go to private school

And I can do the things my father couldn't afford to do

That's what it's 'sposed to do, this is from me to you

Support from you and yours, thank you for gettin me through, true

We buried Proof today, it really broke me up

to see my brother in that casket, maaan what the fuck?

Media made me angry, I had to soak it up

The future is fragile never promised to none of us

Hittin so close to home, but what I focused on

is how he lived, the lives he touched, the cornerstone

We never walk alone, although sometime it seems

that nightmares go hand in hand with livin out dreams

So let me take this time, from my struggle my grind

to let you know that I appreciate you by my side

It's been a long ride, a lot of long nights

A lot of long flights, worth every sacrifice

A soldier of fortune fearless fightin the good fight

I never had a plan B, I never lost sight

That's why I hit the stage, that's why I kill the mic

It's for my fans that's ridin with Xzibit for life, RIGHT!

Thank you, for lettin me breathe

For lettin me be who I am, huh, yeah, huh

Two little words, y'all never get to hear enough

Knahmsayin? Yeah that, hehe..

Yes, the return

Uh-huh, breathe!