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 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
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oooh they love it when you lost boy
now the low life at the top floor
everybody hating ever 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
