Feel this...
For all that its worth
To live in the spotlight...
What if life was simple as a hug?
What if my partner wasnt 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 mothers make up smearing on my arms, 
Crying cause Im the only son that shes got now that hes gone
What if the ghetto never heard an instrumental?
And we didnt have this rap shit all we had was metal? 
You telling me if we couldnt 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 wouldnt be writing me from prison?
But fuck it this is life
Deal with it or get dealt with
Im in my room smoking alone like Im selfish
Cause some days the suns hard to face
Dad turns his son wears his face
But look closer see the heart of a lion
Sticks and stones couldnt 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
Turn up the volume
For all that its 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?
Why should I kill myself for you?
Youd let me die?
Youd let me die inside for you...
Look
What if money wasnt part of success?
Would the people I used to be friends with never left?
What if making a name didnt come with regrets?
I think that fames 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
Lucifers not a rumor hes in the band, 
Liquor and vomit on my Converse
Bright lights and packed concerts
And right next to the gun thats on my dresser are plastic orange bottles of peer pressure
And Im ready to cave, I live in a cage
How can I be a hero when Im the one needing saved
48 hour days of this fast lane living
Me and my entourage no Jeremy Piven, listen
Its better to burn out than 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
Turn up the volume
For all that its 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?
Why should I kill myself for you?
Youd let me die?
Youd 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 Im supposed to stop living my life?
Well this aint 2Pac
This aint Ems show
This aint Jigga man
This that Kells flow
This that C-town 19-double-X rep so
Welcome to my life heres a ticket to the next show, spotlight
Welcome to my life heres a ticket to the next show