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Xzibit 
Lyrics for Song: Release Date 
Lyrics for Album: Man Vs Machine [2002]
  
               
  25381>Yeah, today the big day, yeah
  What, yeah, yeah
 
 
  I've been here four years, eleven months and twenty-nine hot ones
  One more day and I'm a free man walkin'
  Leavin' from behind these gates, I paid my debt to the state
  And ever since they took the weights
  Wasn't much for a to do but start thinkin'
 
 
  Wishin' I was back home drinkin' every weekend
  Remember like it's yesterday, eight-teen and [Incomprehensible]
  I can't remember the letters I just wrote a lot of them
  Goin' for a ride that I cannot stop
  Set up shop in Corcoran, connect the dots
  And for those that don't know, thats the Pen-East to Fresno
  Northeast to Bakersfield, "Let's Make a Deal"
 
 
  Livin' around who kill, right along with the who will
  At the drop of a hat, sharpen up anything hard to stab you with that
  Givin' up the manhood they can't get back
  It's a sick university, murder the curriculum
  Concrete campuses, I miss Los Angeles
 
 
  More than that I'm missin' my kids
  Missin' my turf, missin' my, what could be worse?
  Shouldn't have asked that, called the collect
  (It's Xzibit)
  Some picked up, wanted to break her neck
  When kites slide up under your door, you slide them back
 
 
  'Cause if you pick 'em up and read 'em that's where you're at
  And if you ain't rollin' with that then watch your back
  Level four right away, gettin' hit the same day
  Playin' the price for the games you play
  Never realize how precious time is till you give it away
 
 
  Can't remember what a T-bone taste like
  I stayed awake nights listening to the sounds of prison life
  Cryin', shanks gettin' sharpened
  Tacs gettin' taced up, plottin' and talkin'
 
 
  Sellin' everything from weed to blow
  When it's time for you to go you're the last to know
  Holdin' weight, essays got the power
  Locked down, one shower every seventy-two hours
 
 
  [Incomprehensible] tuna, trigger happy sharpshooters
  Waitin' for the jump off, can't wait to thump off
  Had to smash a readin' my
  Tryin' to intercept my outside and write my
 
 
  I seen sleep for weeks, get too weak
  And then physically and mentally cannot compete
  Find new to master, make the time move faster
  Home sweet home, shipped off to Land Caster
 
 
  Kept a low pro, close to home and I'm trippin'
  Time to catch up with all the that I've been missin'
  Everybody runnin' they mouth, to count
  'Cause in Cali love thats freshed out
 
 
  But some of these on swipe
  Gettin' out with the virus caught from the he liked
  That, when I touch back I got plans
  If I can't rock the powder, rock the fans
 
 
  Give my naked pictures away, shake some hands
  I hope I never seen none of you again
  On all times take the long walk to the front gate
  Dress out expandin', today my release date
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| Album Lyrics: Man Vs Machine [2002] | 
 
   Xzibit 
"Man Vs Machine [2002]"
 
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