Cold World

[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 fuck him She's out of her job, at Basket Cakes Least it came wit an 8, 2 lines to the face God Damn! [Chorus] It's a cold, cold, world, and you know it Niggaz 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 nigga 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 shit 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 niggaz 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 [Chorus] [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 [Chorus]