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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Xzibit
Xzibit
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alvin Joiner
Alvin Joiner
Lyrics
E. Banks
E. Banks
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thayod Ausar
Thayod Ausar
Producer

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1996, the dysfunctional member of the Alkaholiks family It's Xzibit, bring it live, one time, like this Sometimes I wonder if it's all worth my while Xzibit stay versitile, with million dollar lifestyle And I could feel it as a child growin' 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 a Woof tickets Nigga you make a gang of noise and never sing like a cricket I guess that's why we never kick it A lot of niggas are soft and get tossed tryin' to fuck with the liquid How many niggas 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 that It's a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame, extra large (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 (extra large) It's a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame, paparazzi 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 Emergin' from the fog with my fucked up dialogue Try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt But 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, 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 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, break a one-nine 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 (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 (extra large) It's a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame, paparazzi Niggas smoke stress and cross dress But I just played it 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 a addict When devils be startin' static, bring out the automatic I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate But wait, who dare to cross this path? Yo, I'll do ya 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 And 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 It's a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame, extra large (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 (extra large) It's a shame, niggas in the rap game Only for the money and the fame, paparazzi It's a shame
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