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letra de let xzibit down - kulprit d

[intro]
freedom or jail, clips inserted
a baby’s being born same time a man is murdered
the beginning and end, as far as rap goes
it’s only natural, i explain my plateau
and also what defines my name

[hook]
long live the idols, may they never be your enemies
may the ones i look up to someday be friends of me
3 years now still strong with the pen
no i.d. on the track. let the remix begin

[verse]
i give god the credit, also give it to my idols. eazy was like jesus, xzibit was the bible
my first mixtape would be the brand new tical and i would tower over everyone just like eiffel
i wanted to leave people breathless. i was left the same way when i heard restless
i chose to k!ll tracks original or remixes with a few accomplices and have the world be the witness
talk about those both in rags and riches, my love for the music, my pain and my wishes
the love from my mom and the hate from my father, pointless racism and mindless slaughter
stay true to myself no matter the outcome and try to be the new hip-hop malcolm
give sermons as i’m learning, promote common sense and have those i praise return the compliments
i tried, but sometimes i got distracted. i remember there’s been times when i acted
exactly like rappers i loathe and won’t crown. i’d look in the mirror like, “i let xzibit down.”
i remember back when i was new to this. i looked up to both x’s, del and ludacris.
chuck, nas, big, pun, cube and yell. but if they saw my work, would they say i’m doing well?
cause a few i looked up to became real stale. i guess it’s all good. they getting paid as h-ll
i used to strive to be wise like ye and hova but they dun sold out about a hundred times over
forgive me for “stuntmen”, “barcode” and “f.a.n.” know, for the most part, that’s not who i am
“what u see is what u get” is still my anthem. you’re one of the few who doesn’t hold rap for ransom
so i recite “paparazzi” to remind me of who i need to not be
i don’t ever think “they forgot me” and if they do, just think “kulprit got me.”
long live the idols, may they never be your enemies
may the ones i look up to someday be friends of me
gotta be a bit stronger with the pen
no i.d. on the track. let the remix end

- kulprit d

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