[Verse 1: Xzibit]

Justine, nineteen, 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 thing of the past, she got class

And be damned if she'd let herself burn and crash

She ain't from money, so she start from scratch, it's hard working for scraps

It take everything she got not to relapse

Locked down a nine-to-five, but at the nine-to-five

She get sexually harassed and chastised

Boss is a married man, she won't touch him

Frustrated angry mad, she won't fuck him

She's out of her job, a basket case

Least it came wit an eight, two lines to the face

Goddamn

[Chorus: Jelly Roll, (Xzibit)]

It's a cold, cold, world

And you know it

Niggas 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 (Die)

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 niggas 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, and that’s cold yeah

[Chorus: Jelly Roll, (Xzibit)]

It's a cold, cold, world

And you know it

Niggas 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 (Die)

Only two choices, you can give it up

Or you can just die with it, yeah

[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

With 88 thousand tons of missals and bombs

But his family's too broke to move and find shelter

If they all had to die, they would die together and that's cold... damn

[Chorus: Jelly Roll, (Xzibit)]

It's a cold, cold, world

And you know it

Niggas 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 (Die)

Only two choices, you can give it up

Or you can just die with it, yeah