[Verse 1: Xzibit]
Justine, 19, just got clean
Fresh outta rehab with self-esteem

She ain't felt this good in a while
A new leash on life, a vibrant thang, a beautiful smile
Used to run with a circle of friends, who was skeleton thin

Sniff white lines off powerful men
But see, all that's a thang of the past, she got class
And be damned if she'd let herself burn and crash

She ain't from money so she startin from scratch
It's hard working for scraps
It take everything she got not to relaspe

Locked down in 9 to 5, but at the 9 to 5
She get sexually harrased and chastised
Boss is a married man, she won't touch him

Frustrated angry man, she won't $#&@ him
She's out of her job, at Basket Cakes
Least it came wit an 8, 2 lines to the face

God Damn!

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It's a cold, cold, world, and you know it
^!$$%z will lay you down and take your bread, yeah and you know it
Only two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it!

Only two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it, yeah

[Verse 2: Xzibit]

He was on his own, at a very young age
When he learned from the streets, made everything change
See he came up with hustlers, lost his religion

It's funny how money can make a ^!$$% think he livin
I ain't talkin paper like Jigga or Dre
It's more like 7500, 9 ounces of lle'

That's what he say he can get for the flip, they thought the deal was legit
But he stuck him and split, in deep %#@!
Now his mother work for minimum pay

Live a positive way, she the first one at church every Sunday
Blind to the needs of her son, he's a gatling gun
In the streets, jackin ^!$$%z for fun

It's a non-stop search through the hood, but can't catch him
They found out where mom stayed and went steppin
The evil that men do, but still we continue

With death and dishonor, for the all mighty dollar, it's so cold

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[Verse 3: Xzibit]
He was 13, brought up in Baghdad

Ate with his right and made money with his left hand
Prayed to the East, 5 times daily
His mother and father just had a new born baby

Now his father was an Imam who carried the weight
And built his family on 5 pillars of faith
Never trippin off Western ways, it meant nada

Pilgramige to Mecca to circle around Kabba
300 miles away, British troops hit Basra
His cousin waged jihad and died with honor

He heard about the buildings on 9-11
And a man named Bush on a search for weapons
Now here come the U.S., to crush Saddam

Wit 88 thousand tons of missle and bombs
But his family's too broke to move or find shelter
If they all had to die, they would die together and that's cold... damn


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