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conversations.value: Write me a song called Don’t Approach Me with the following description: Off Xzibit’s 2000 album Restless. A low-budget music video was shot, even though it wasn’t released as a single. The song was produced by Eminem.
  Eminem shared the story behind his verse in a 2018 interview with LL Cool J:
  
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Xzibit & 
  (Eminem)
  ]
  Pssh, man, I need a lighter, man 
  (Right here!)
  Yeah… whassup, Slim? 
  (What's crackin'?)
  Hit this shit 
  (Shit, I almost hit this motherfucker today)
  Psh, is that right? 
  (
  What is it with motherfuckers thinkin' that
  Because we're in the spotlight, or whatever, that
  They can do or say whatever they want to us
  And that we won't retaliate?
  )
  Protect my motherfuckin self, by any means necessary 
  (Right)
  [Hook: Eminem, 
  Xzibit
  ]
  ‘Cause you don't know me, I don't know you (
  Yeah
  )
  So don't approach me, I won't approach you
  And don't insult me, I won't insult you
  ‘Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do (
  You don't know me
  )
  ‘Cause you don't know me, and I don't know you
  So don't approach me, I won't approach you
  And don't insult me, I won't insult you
  ‘Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do
  [Verse 1: Xzibit]
  Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State heavyweight
  Being underrated gave me time to create
  Can you relate? I renovate, straight out the gate
  Carried my weight, but seem to receive nothin' but hate
  Millionaires snatchin' crumbs off my little son plate
  Kidnapped, locked in a trunk and shot in the face
  No hoes, no clothes, no one showin' up for my shows
  You know how it goes, I might as well kick it at home
  But my baby mama hate my guts and can't stand me
  Packed up, moved out, started a new family
  So all this strugglin' for what, so I can blow up?
  Marry a slut but can't watch my seed grow up?
  Fuck that! This the fuckin' thanks I get
  For tryin' to edutain assholes and feed my bitch?
  Yo, I feel like my whole life is upside down
  ‘Cause you seein' more support than I'm seein' my child [Verse 2: Eminem]
  It's like, every day I wake up, another drama
  It's a wonder I'm alive survivin' this karma
  If I can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer
  I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her
  Without these cameras in our faces like animals
  For your Channel 2 Action News to follow our ambulance up the avenue
  And catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts
  And what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence
  And you wonder why I carry every gun under the Sun
  Whether it's unloaded, full or an unregistered one
  No bullets? You're so full of shit
  This clip is so full, it'll spit if I don't pull it
  And don't give me no bullshit, I'm not in the mood
  I just got in a feud in some parking lot with a dude
  Over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over this shit
  Don't tell me 'bout the show business shit, I know what this is
  Bitch
  [Hook: Eminem, 
  Xzibit
  ]
  ‘Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
  So don't approach me, I won't approach you
  And don't insult me, I won't insult you
  ‘Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do (
  You don't know me
  )
  ‘Cause you don't know me, and I don't know you
  So don't approach me, I won't approach you
  And don't insult me, I won't insult you
  ‘Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do [Verse 3: Xzibit]
  This ain't business, this is personal, bitch
  You don't know Xzibit from shit, new school, class dismissed
  I had a very fucked up day, I'm needin' this fifth
  Shuttin' motherfuckers up like they pleadin' the fifth
  Yo, Em, it's time to get serious with it
  Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the skillet
  This is your brain on drugs, Xzibit rain on thugs
  Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us
  Ain't no love lost, my niggas, relax yourself
  I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin' the wealth
  To my niggas who never seen it, I mean it when I holla
  At the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones
  Got tons of ammo to crack your enamel
  Changin' your channel, you played like a fuckin' piano
  Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm ridin' a camel
  Millionaire motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels
  I feel like Tony Soprano: who do I trust now?
  Just hit me on my tele', nigga, soon as I touch down
  Spit lines to split spines, just to get mine
  Big behind bitches gettin' dick to spit shine
  Sniff lines of coke – that's the only shit that make you dope
  Bitch-ass nigga that's droppin' the soap
  Get choked out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip
  And turn 'til you motherfuckers tell me the right shit [Verse 4: Eminem]
  So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself, a front door with 12 locks
  And have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox
  And every time somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops?
  Fuck that! 
  I protect myself with these 12 shots
  And one in the chamber, gun in the waist
  And one in the ankle, waitin' for someone to come to my place
  Tryna walk up and knock, like these cocksuckers are not
  Gonna get a shotgun or a Glock shoved in their face
  And it's a disgrace Hailie can't play with her toys
  In the front yard without you drivin' by honkin' your horn
  Screamin' some shit, leanin' out your windows, beepin' and shit
  Or pullin' up in my drive like I won't leap in your whip
  And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where I live
  So my address ends up on the Internet again
  So then, I do an interview with 
  Spin
  , tellin' them
  That if someone comes to my crib, I'ma shove a gun in their ribs
  And reporters blow it out of proportion
  Oh, now he's pullin' guns on his fans, just for tryna stand on his porch
  And I'm the bad guy, ‘cause I don't answer my door, like, "Hey! Hi! You guys wants some autographs? Okay, form a straight line!"
  Sometimes I feel like loadin' this rifle
  And climbin' the roof at night and hidin' outside to snipe you
  It's not that I don't like you
  It's just that when I'm not behind the mic, I'm a person who's just like you