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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 ****z that were real and the ****z that were scared as ****
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 ****
It's not affecting me or the ****z 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 ****z are soft and get tossed tryin to **** with the liquid
How many ****z do you know like this?
Always 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

Chorus:

It's a shame
Niggaz in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Extra large (extra large)
It's a shame
Niggaz in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Paparazzi (2x)

Verse two

See 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 ****ed up dialogue
Try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt
And ****z you spent it on, would not give a ****
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 **** is you hard
Not being scared by the boulevard
I'm pulling that card and sayin gin mutha****ar
Flowin like liquid, soak it in mutha****ar
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 ****z gettin caught up in the paparazzi

Chorus

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, **** '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
But 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, how do ya like math
Cut with glass, make a blood bath
So on behalf of all ****z i get drunk with
Smokin blunts with
I dispose of your punk ****
Keep it all in perspective
Carbon copies gettin caught up in the paparazzi

Once again, it´s the liquidation crew, and we return for you like this

Chorus


Artist: Xzibit

Album: At The Speed Of Life

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