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Lyricist: Xzibit
Lyrics:
Yes, 1996 marks the beginning of a new era The dysfunctional member of the Alkaholiks family It’s Xzibit!
Sometimes I wonder if it’s all worth my while Xzibit stay versatile with million dollar lifestyle And I could feel it as a child growing up The niggas that was real and the niggas 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 niggas that I'm chillin' with I don’t believe the hype or buy wolf 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 niggas is soft and get tossed, tryna fuck with the Likwit How many niggas do you know like this? Always claimin' that they ridin', but they really turned bitch It don’t make sense, either you’re a soldier from the start Or an actor with a record deal tryna play the part—like that!
It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Extra large!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Paparazzi!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Extra large!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Paparazzi!)
See, I don’t need no lights, no cameras – just action, goddamn it 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 Tryna live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt And niggas 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 being scarred by the boulevard? I'm pullin' that card, and saying '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 1-9 copy This is for the niggas gettin' caught up in the paparazzi
It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Extra large!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Paparazzi!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Extra large!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Paparazzi!)
Niggas smoke stress and crossdress, but I just play the back Others going 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 an 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 you like math, cut with glass, make a bloodbath So on behalf of all niggas I get drunk with, smokin' blunts with I dispose of your punk shit He-he, and keep it all in perspective Carbon copies gettin' caught up in the paparazzi Once again, it's the Likwidation crew And we return at you like this
It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Extra large!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Paparazzi!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Extra large!) It’s a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame (Paparazzi!)
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