Stand Tall

[Hook] Sometimes it all just come together, you know? I put my city on my back, now And push the haters in the background Together we walk, but divided trough the struggle, we fall Got my city on a map, now That’s why I could never back down Never back down, show ‘em through it all You gotta stand tall [Verse 1: Xzibit] To all of my friends, enemies and affiliates Burn the back wood, burn it down to your fingertips Let the whole world recognize this accomplishment You couldn’t have told me none of this back in ’96 The ability to crawl up out of bottomless pits This is our time I’m spending mine rockin' this bitch I still remember the very moment I was enlisted I studied on the sadistic, gangster is worth the business And when there’s blood in the streets from my brothers and sisters They wanna debate on television about the victim Right or wrong, if Treyvon was my little man I would take a chainsaw to Zimmerman [Hook] [Verse 2: Xzibit] For all the moments I wasted on making others happy Attack me, I’m bulletproof, hack me, I'll send a virus through I've never lied to you, still roll with a chosen few Spit every word and I mean it, meanin' I'll really body you ‘Cause I would rather be in hell than a jail cell I’m hancock, superhero slamming cocktails I never fail, don’t try to patronize me Alert and painfully aware of everything in my surroundings I am shamefuly shining, never touched the silver lining The only cross that I bear is covered with some fucking diamonds I hear my city calling, here come the juggernaut Wit' twelve hundred soldiers in the parking lot [Hook] [Verse 3: Slim The Mobster] So, failure ain't an option How do you think I made it out that corner apartment? Turn my corner to my market, and now I target the same Niggas That taught on all that dumb shit Because when the gun clicking That bullet leaving can’t get that life back Karma is a bitch and believe me, she’ll get it right back They say that success is the best revenge But who really wins if we all die in the end If I had it all, then I probably wouldn’t pray the same And the club that I come from sticks the debt with the pain My name good in every corner in my city You don’t believe me, then come fuck with me [Hook]