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this slaps 彡 Please support the original artists Pictures: Visuals made using and by creators: caseif - Particles & Trap Nation Visualizer Incept - Particles & Trap Nation Visualizer 彡 Disclaimer No copyright infringement intended. I do not own or claim any of the used song, video or picture material. Owners are credited if I know who the content belongs to. If you find your material used in my videos and want me to remove it, feel free to message me! 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
