Paparazzi lyrics

Artist  : Xzibit 
Song : Paparazzi



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 Intro

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 f**k
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
f**k with the liquid
How many niggaz do you know like this? 
Always claimin that they’re riding but they
really turn bit*h
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 f**ked up
dialogue
Try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt
And niggaz you spent it on, would not give a
f**k
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 f**k is you hard
Not being scared by the boulevard
I’m pulling that card and sayin gin
muthaf**kar
Flowin like liquid, soak it in muthaf**kar
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

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, f**k ’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 niggaz I get drunk with
Smokin blunts with
I dispose of your punk shit
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