Ohh, in the spotlight When you feel like I've been, You and your friend Everybody jump in, look at us now In the spotlight, No matter what's on the outside, Get it with your inside Open your eyes, duties of the spotlight On the floor

There's something inside me You all stare, but you'll never see I can't die Have you ever seen God? Hands on my face overbearing I can't get out Hands on my face overbearing I can't There's something in you I despise Maze, psychopathic daze, I create

There's three sides to every story Where do we go from here? The future looks so unclear Through the dark and suspicious mind We played too long into losing game With no hand to hand Yours, mine and the whole darn truth Three sides to every story Yours,

I don't want to leave you breathless This is the end of I spend my days looking through pages Trying to find a way to get away from me With love to give that leaves you breathless Now all I need to find a way back inside my mind When will you realize A

And I know this, We better live our lives up to the fullest 'Til we're the only ones left standing Wild hearts run, your time has just begun Keep chasing for the sun, don't slow it down Wild hearts run, we're all animals inside Go brave into the night,

Only one for me Say that you love me too And we can turn the Whole world upside down Just us two Nobody else will do ‘Cause baby, you’re the Underneath the mango tree

So don't be mad at me I'm in love with that girl Cause I'm in love with that girl So what you're from the other side of the tracks So what if the world don't think we match I'll put it down like my love's on wax, guess what And she told me, she's in love

N**** you need to stop snitchin! All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin N**** if you scared, go to church You knew the job was dangerous when you took it Whattup it's the big boss Dogg Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.

Here come the drones! Drones, (killed by) Drones (killed by) You rule with lies and deceit And the world is on your side 'Cause you've got the CIA, babe But all you've done is brutalise You kill by remote control

Ring-a-ding, ding Let me know if it's a ting Fucking all your Pickering tings She said she wanna come to Toronto She wanna come to the 6 side She know that's the best side She know who to check when she come around She know who to check whenever she