[Intro]
1996, the dysfunctional member, of the Alkaholik 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 versatile with million dollar lifestyle
and I can feel it as a child growin up
The niggaz that was real and the niggaz that was scared as [bad word] 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 [bad word] It's not affecting me or the niggaz that I'm chillin with
I don't believe the hype or buy Woof tickets [bad word] you make a gang of noise and never seen like a cricket
I guess that's why we never kick it
lot of niggaz are soft and get tossed tryin to [bad word] with the Likwid
How many niggaz do you know like this?
Always claimin that they're ridin but they really turn [bad word] It don't make sense; either you a soldier from the start
or a actor with a record deal tryin to play the part, like that
 [bad word]  repeat 2X]
It's a shame, niggaz in the rap game
only for the money and the fame (Extra large!)
It's a shame, niggaz in the rap game
only for the money and the fame - Paparazzi

[Verse Two]
I don't need no lights, no cameras, just action goddammit
Never no superstar, I'm more like a planet
So [bad word] is kept while others start to sweat
Emergin from the fog with my [bad word] up dialogue
Tryin to live high on the hog leaves you [bad word] and niggaz you spent it on, would not give a [bad word] and that's deep, how deep? It's deeper than Atlantis
Home of the scandalous, big bad Los Angeles
Dangerous, vandalous, yo, not to be [bad word] So how the [bad word] is you hard not bein scarred by the boulevard?
I'm pulling that card and sayin Gin [bad word] Flowin' like liquid, soak it in [bad word] I'm breakin' it down, my sound, surrounds like, death
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
 [bad word] 

[Verse Three]
NiggaZ smoke stress and cross dress, but I just play the back
Others goin through schemes and pipe dreams for a contract
Real tightly rolled, [bad word] '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, break out the automatic
I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate, but wait
Who dares to cross this path? Yo, I do ya like math
cut with glass, make a bloodbath
So on behalf of all niggaz I get [bad word] with
Smoke a blunts with, I dispose of yo' punk [bad word] (oo-OOOOH!)
And keep it all in perspective, carbon copies
Gettin caught up in the Paparazzi
Once again, it's the Likwidation Crew
And we return, for you like this
 [bad word] 

It's a shame