1996, the Disfunctional member of the Alkohaliks 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 versitile
  with Million Dollar lifestyle
  and I can feel it as a child growin’ up
  the niggaz that were real and the niggaz that were 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 trigga 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 a Woof ticket
  Nigga you make a gang of noise and never seem 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 liquid
  How many niggaz do you know like this?
  Also claimin that they’re riding but they really turn bitch
  It don’t make sense
  Either you’re a soldier from the start
  or an actor with a record deal tryin to play the part
  like dat
  It’s a shame
  niggaz in the rap game
  only for the money and the fame
  It’s a shame
  niggaz in the rap game
  only for the money and the fame
  Paparazzi [2x]
  [Verse Two]
  I don’t need no lights no cameras
  just action god dammit
  never no superstar
  I’m more like a planet
  so my composure is kept while others start to sweat
  A merchant from the fog with my fucked up dialogue
  try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt
  and niggaz you spent it on, would not give a fuck
  now that’s deep, how deep, It’s deeper than Atlantis
  Home of the scandalous
  Big Bad Los Angeles
  Dangerous, Vandelous
  Yo, not to be trusted
  so how the fuck is you hard
  not being scared by the boulevard
  I’m pulling that card and sayin Gin muthafuckar
  flowin like liquid, soak it in muthafuckar
  I’m breakin it down, my sounds, so crowds are like deaf
  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
  [Verse Three]
  Niggaz smoke stress and cross dress
  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 mil
  before I had a record deal
  there for you look and stare like it’s magic
  too much of anything can make you an addict
  when devils be startin static, forgot the automatic
  I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate, but wait
  who dare to cross this path
  yo, I do ya like math
  cut with glass, make a blood bath
  so on behalf of all niggaz I get drunk with
  smoke a lot of blunts with
  I dispose of your punk shit
  keep it all in perspective
  Carbon Copies gettin caught up in the Paparazzi


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