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
Six feet in the ground
I got people in my past
Try bringin' me down
Say I'm losin' my mind
I don't wanna be found
Grew up in the shadow
But I know they watchin' 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 linin'
I'ma show you how to crash a party
Every time you pop off
They hopin' that you fall hard
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
Everybody hatin' ever since you got more
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
They love it when you lost boy
Now the low life at the top floor
Everybody hatin' ever since you got more
They prayin' 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
Oh, they big mad
I'm the big boss
Talk a big game, take a big loss
Growin' 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 runnin' 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 linin'
I'ma show you how to crash a party
Every time you pop off
They hopin' that you fall hard
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
Everybody hatin' ever since you got more
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
They love it when you lost, boy
Now the low life at the top floor
Everybody hatin' ever since you got more
They prayin' 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
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, oh-oh, oh-oh
Every time you pop off
They hopin' that you fall hard
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
Everybody hatin' ever since you got more
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
They love it when you lost boy
Now the low life at the top floor
Everybody hatin' ever since you got more
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
Pop off, they hopin' that you fall hard
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
Everybody hatin' ever since you got more
They prayin' for the death of a rockstar
