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彡 Lyrics
Two sides to a story but they never tell my side
Never been the kinda guy to stay inside the
guidelines
I know I’m the bad guy, I don’t gotta’ ask why
If you try to step to me, it’ll be the last time
I got dirt on my name, 6 feet in the ground
I got people in my past try bringing me down
Say I’m losing my mind, I don’t wanna be found
Grew up in the shadow
but I know they watching
me now
Paranoia, on-the-go, I’m moving silent
Pull up on ya, I got trouble right behind me
Bite the bullet, suit and tie the silver lining
I’ma show you how to crash a party
Every time you pop off
They hoping that you fall hard
They praying for the death of a rockstar
Everybody hating ever since you got more
They praying for the death of a rockstar
Oooh they love it when you lost boy
Now the low life at the top floor
Everybody hating every since you got more
They praying for the death of a rockstar
They talk about me I forget to listen
At least I get the recognition
Heavyweight, I pull up on you with the repetition
You in the pit, it’s not no exhibition (ding ding)
Oh they big mad, I’m the big boss
Talk a big game, take a big loss
Growing up I was the problem
that they didn’t solve
I’m the piece that wouldn’t fit inside the jigsaw
I got a lotta punch lines and a quick jab
I’m running straight through, I don’t gotta’ zigzag
I got a heavy heart, it’s hard to lift that
From the cradle to the grave, never changed,
make ’em dig that
Paranoia, on-the-go, I’m moving silent
Pull up on ya, I got trouble right behind me
Bite the bullet, suit and tie the silver lining
I’ma show you how to crash a party
Every time you pop off
They hoping that you fall hard
They praying for the death of a rockstar
Everybody hating ever since you got more
They praying for the death of a rockstar
Oooh they love it when you lost boy
Now the low life at the top floor
Everybody hating every since you got more
They praying for the death of a rockstar
They wanna kiss me long good night
with a rose
Hoping that the Eiffel falls of course
You don’t understand the life we chose
On life support, life goes
I need my silence My privacy so I can heal
And even rockstars got feelings that they feel
In reality this just repeats like a drill, always
Every time you pop off
They hoping that you fall hard
They praying for the death of a rockstar
Everybody hating ever since you got more
They praying for the death of a rockstar
Oooh they love it when you lost boy
Now the low life at the top floor
Everybody hating every since you got more
They praying for the death of a rockstar
Pop off
They hoping that you fall hard
They praying for the death of a rockstar
Everybody hating ever since you got more
They praying for the death of a rockstar
