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[Intro] 1996, the dysfunctional member, of the Alkaholik family It's Xzibit, bring it live, one time, like this
[Verse One] Sometimes I wonder if it's all worth my while Xzibit stay versatile with million dollar lifestyle and I can feel it as a child growin up The niggaz that was real and the niggaz that was scared as fuck that's why Xzibit only roll with a chosen few You ain't really real, I can tell when I look at you So ease off the trigger talk, you ain't killin shit It's not affecting me or the niggaz that I'm chillin with I don't believe the hype or buy Woof tickets Nigga you make a gang of noise and never seen like a cricket I guess that's why we never kick it A lot of niggaz are soft and get tossed tryin to fuck with the Likwid How many niggaz do you know like this? Always claimin that they're ridin but they really turn bitch It don't make sense; either you a soldier from the start or a actor with a record deal tryin to play the part, like that
[Chorus: repeat 2X] It's a shame, niggaz in the rap game only for the money and the fame (Extra large!) It's a shame, niggaz in the rap game only for the money and the fame - Paparazzi
[Verse Two] I don't need no lights, no cameras, just action goddammit Never no superstar, I'm more like a planet So my composure is kept while others start to sweat Emergin from the fog with my fucked up dialogue Tryin to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt and niggaz you spent it on, would not give a fuck and that's deep, how deep? It's deeper than Atlantis Home of the scandalous, big bad Los Angeles Dangerous, vandalous, yo, not to be trusted So how the fuck is you hard not bein scarred by the boulevard? I'm pulling that card and sayin Gin motherfucker Flowin' like liquid, soak it in motherfucker I'm breakin' it down, my sound, surrounds like, death From the West, puttin' whole counties to the test It's all in perspective, breaker one-nine copy This is for the niggaz gettin caught up in the Paparazzi
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[Verse Three] NiggaZ smoke stress and cross dress, but I just play the back Others goin through schemes and pipe dreams for a contract Real tightly rolled, fuck 'em all how I feel I made a cool half mill' before I had a record deal Therefore you look and stare like it's magic But too much of anything can make you a addict When devils be startin static, break out the automatic I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate, but wait Who dares to cross this path? Yo, I do ya like math cut with glass, make a bloodbath So on behalf of all niggaz I get drunk with Smoke a blunts with, I dispose of yo' punk shit (oo-OOOOH!) And keep it all in perspective, carbon copies Gettin caught up in the Paparazzi Once again, it's the Likwidation Crew And we return, for you like this