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Lyricist: Xzibit
Lyrics:
1996, the dysfunctional member, of the Alkaholik family It's Xzibit, bring it live, one time, like this
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
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 (Repeat)
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
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 (Repeat)
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
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
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 (Repeat)
It's a shame
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