Nobody Sound Like Me lyrics

[Intro]
Interviewer: If you saw you walking on a street and black man were comin' toward you, what would you be feeling?
Man: Just one single black man? (Yeah) I really don't fear that. You know, but, if it's a group, I'm talking from age 30, even 13–even younger than 13. Yes, I will walk across the street
Interviewer: Well, let me ask you this...

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah sample]
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me"
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'?"
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'?"

[Verse 1: Xzibit]
Yo, we gettin' restless, me and D-O-G's
Never pretendin', rather we sendin' a very clear message
Either you with me or against me, punk – hit 'em up
Provide housin' for these shrimp from the shells we dump
I'm makin' 'em bounce, other n*ggas fail to bump
'Til we takin' advantage of inflicting irreversible damage
It's the long-awaited anticipated Likwit MC
Bombin' first, 'cause I feel it's better to give then receive
You better believe
Xzibit stays savage, above the average
When n*ggas try to switch, turn b*tch for the cabbage
But see, all that irrelevant, it's like tryin' to turn a whore celibate
I dance with the devil for the hell of it
Burning down your lavish landscape on digital tape
'Cause everything you rhymin' about is actually fake
So make room for the legitimate, nasty, inconsiderate
Thinkin' you rankin' top dollar, but really counterfeit
[Chorus: Ghostface Killah sample]
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me"
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'?"
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'?"

[Verse 2: Montage One]
n*ggas, we null and void, I get swole like a keloid
To overload your system with rhymes for millenniums
To shut down artists with beats, the deep closure
Battlin' top rank, for bank and exposure
So open up your door to me, 'cause if it's closed
I'm a-breakin' in with some pantyhose
Over the mic, so you don't know who I sound like
Executing those who record and bite to sound tight
It's not permitted by the right
The Gestapo, surprising these n*ggas like Benny Blanco
Remember me, man? You thought I was a fan
'Til I threw you in the back of a van
Yo, these Drop Squad delegates' rhymes are delicate
I spit on the mic to get these emcees' pus*ys wet
For those with plans to clone me, thee original
It can't be done, I'm digital (Digital)

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah sample]
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me"
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'?"
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'?"
[Verse 3: Xzibit]
Yo, who wanna come see the hard rock?
The non-stop green block, yo' whole block receive speed knot
You need not
Get brave, my bullets never graze
They hit close to home, separating flesh from bone
So better get off on your own b*tch
Rollin' chrome sh*t, tryin' to own sh*t
I was molded–after the best that the streets had to offer
The author of my own destiny
So I suggest you stop stressin' me
I'll find out when I pull my nine out and blow your mind out
Play a deadly game with no fouls and no timeouts
Inhale large amounts of doja, forever ready like a soldier
I'm lock mode and shoot from the shoulder
And burn down your lavish landscape, digital tape
'Cause everything you rhyme about is actually fake
So make room for the legitimate, nasty, inconsiderate
Thinkin' you rankin' top dollarm but really counterfeit

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah sample]
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me"
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'?"
"I don't want n*ggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'? –
On no album, knowhatI'msayin'?"