Aite (For all that it's worth) (To live in the spotlight) What if life was simple as a hug? What if my partner wasn't crippled from a drug? What if my other homie never caught a slug? What if our parents actually gave a fuck? Another black suit, another black suit Police happy to see another black shoot His mother's make up smearing on my arms, cryin' Cause' I'm the only son that she's got now that he's gone What if the ghetto never heard an instrumental? And we didn't have this rap shit all we had was metal? You telling me if we couldn't shoot a ball Our lives still got shooting involved? And what if I never left out of Denver that winter for new beginnings My father started his business and traded family for riches? You telling me that my auntie will still have a house to live in And JoJo wouldn't be writing me from prison? But fuck it this is life Deal with it or get dealt with I'm in my room smoking alone like I'm selfish Cause' some days the sun's hard to face Dad turns his son wears his face But look closer see the heart of a lion Sticks and stones couldn't damage my bones harder then iron 170 Pounds with the walk of a giant So defiant I pop a Valium, turn up the volume Turn up the volume Turn up the volume Turn up the volume For all that it's worth To live in the spotlight All of my demons come to life And all that it was And all that it could be Is lost in the darkness of the night Why should I die? (To live in the spotlight) Why should I kill myself for you? You'd let me die? (To live in the spotlight) You'd let me die inside for you Look, what if money wasn't part of success? Would the people I used to be friends with never left? What if making a name didn't come with regrets? I think that fame's a pre-cursor to death Death of a friendship, death of a family, death of a man The misunderstood are always dead before 'they' understand Staring at ceiling fans, chop up milligrams, draw a pentagram Lucifer's not a rumor he's in the band, (damn) Liquor and vomit on my Converse Bright lights and packed concerts And right next to the gun that's on my dresser Are plastic orange bottles of peer pressure And I'm ready to cave, I live in a cage How can I be a hero when I'm the one needing saved Forty-eight hour days of this fast lane living Me and my entourage no Jeremy Piven, listen It's better to burn out then fade away is what Kurt said I felt the same until I saw his daughter and thought as a father What if tomorrow, the only I could spoil her was dying? Started crying then popped a Valium turned up the volume Turn up the volume Turn up the volume Turn up the volume For all that it's worth To live in the spotlight All of my demons come to life And all that it was And all that it could be Is lost in the darkness of the night Why should I die? (To live in the spotlight) Why should I kill myself for you? You'd let me die? (To live in the spotlight) You'd let me die inside for you So what you do when the cop lights Turn into a stage and a spotlight? And everyone around you starts to hate 'cause you got right And feel entitled like I'm supposed to stop living my life? Well this ain't 2Pac, this ain't Em's show This ain't Jigga man, this that Kells flow This that C-town nineteen-double-X rep so Welcome to my life here's a ticket to the next show (Spotlight) Welcome to my life here's a ticket to the next show