| Verse 1
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| Sometimes i wonder if it`s all worth my while
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| Xzibit stay versitile with million dollar lifestyle
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| And i could feel it as a child growinґ up
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| the niggas that was real
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| And the niggas that was scared as fuck
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| Thatґs why Xzibit only rolls with a chosen few
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| you ainґt really real i can tell when i look at you
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| so ease off the trigga talk
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| you ainґt killinґ shit
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| itґs not affectinґ me
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| or the niggas that iґm chillinґ with
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| i donґt believe the hype
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| or buy wolf tickets nigga
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| you make a gang of noise
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| and never seen like a cricket
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| i guess thatґs why we never kick it
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| alota rappers is soft
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| and get tossed tryinґ to fuck with the Likwit
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| so how many rappers do you know like this
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| always claiminґ that they ride
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| but they really turn bitch
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| it donґt make sense
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| either you a soldier from the start
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| or a actor with a record deal tryinґ to play the part
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| Chorus
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| itґs a shame
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| niggas in a rap game
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| only for the money and the fame
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| xtra large
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| itґs a shame
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| niggas in a rap game
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| only for the money and the fame
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| paparazzi
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| Verse 2
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| i donґt need no lights no cameras just action
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| goddammit never no superstar iґm more like a planet
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| so my composure is kept while others start to sweat
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| emerginґ from the fog with my fucked up dialogue
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| tryinґ to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt
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| and the bitches you spent it on will not give a fuck
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| now thatґs deep
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| how deep+ deeper than atlantis
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| home of the scandalous big bad los angeles
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| dangerous vandalous not to be trusted
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| but how the fuck is you hard not beinґ scared by the
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| boulevard
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| pullinґ all cards and sayinґ gin muthafucka
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| flowinґ like Likwit
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| soak it in muthafucka
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| Xzibit break it down my sound surrounds like death
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| iґm from the west puttinґ whole cities to the test
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| itґs all in perspective
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| breaker one-nine copy
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| this is for the niggas
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| gettinґ caught up in the
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| paparazzi
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| Chorus
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| itґs a shame
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| niggas in the rap game
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| only for the money and the fame
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| xtra large
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| itґs a shame
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| niggas in the rap game
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| only for the money and the fame
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| paparazzi
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| Verse 3
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| Niggas smoke stress and cross dress
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| but Xzibit plays the back
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| while you goinґ thru schemes
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| and pipe dream for a contract
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| joints real tightly rolled
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| fuck em all how i feel
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| i made acool half mill before i had a record deal
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| therefore you look and stare like itґs magic
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| but too much of anything can make you an addict
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| when devils be startinґ static break out the automatics
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| i set it all straight spread hate then i vacate
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| but wait
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| who dares to cross this path
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| Xzibit do you like math
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| cut like glass
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| make a blood bath
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| so on behalf of all the niggas
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| i get drunk with
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| smokinґ blunts with
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| i dispose of your punk shit
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| yes i keep it all in perspective
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| carbon copies
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| gettinґ caught up in the paparazzi
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| Chorus
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| itґs a shame
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| niggas in the rap game
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| only for the money and the fame
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| xtra large
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| iґs a shame
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| niggas in the rap game
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| only for the money and the fame
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| paparazzi |