Paparazzi

[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 [bad word] 
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 [bad word] It's not affecting me or the niggaz that I'm chillin with 
I don't believe the hype or buy Woof tickets [bad word] you make a gang of noise and never seen like a cricket 
I guess that's why we never kick it 
lot of niggaz are soft and get tossed tryin to [bad word] with the Likwid 
How many niggaz do you know like this? Always claimin that they're ridin but they really turn [bad word] 
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 [bad word] up dialogue 
Tryin to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt 
and niggaz you spent it on, would not give a [bad word] 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 [bad word] is you hard not bein scarred by the boulevard? 
I'm pulling that card and sayin Gin [bad word] 
Flowin' like liquid, soak it in [bad word] 
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 

[Chorus] 

[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, [bad word] '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 [bad word] (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 

[Chorus] 

It's a shame

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