Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Ground

Yeah, this is for all the rappers
Who have real deals
And have no idea what it's like to work this and still break even

Yeah, I'm aware I'm a little nuts, and I know I'm a
Unpredictable moods are the that the stress takes
I carry the worlds until my shoulders and neck ache
My sanity be going hill like a sled race
All day my legs shake, like a tick
This don't work for shit, it only gives me thoughts that got me worried sick
Feelings are so bottled up, the cork is
That if this got opened it would cause a damn explosion
With overflowing emotions that I push down
Like it was someone I was trying to drown, I it now
I'm a little tightly strung and see I know I need to a doctor
And a therapist and a shimen who got some miro
'Cause surviving in game is full of irratance
It's got me wondering if I'll make it, my fear is this
So when you hear my shit, you'll hear the
As I'm trying to stay financially afloat and appearances
'Cause I've in this middle ground, people say I made it
But there's so many still don't know what my name is
It's hard to get a on where I stand up in this game
All I know is I wouldn't be this broke if I was
Shit, I'm almost and still I feel like such a mess
I added fuel to the fire I had nothing left
Under stress, with a life full of
Giving my all, and not a less

In this middle ground, wondering if I'm going to blow
Middle ground, tearing at the fabric of my
ground, feeling like I'm stuck up in the whole
These insecurities follow where I go
Middle ground, like I'm barely getting by
ground, second guessing why I even try
Middle ground, all I know how to do is
So mad I wanna scream, so sad that I wanna cry

I'm sick of felling like I still got I gotta prove to you
What? I gotta go on again for a salute from you?
Go pull dumb publicity stunt shot by a movie crew
Just to be in the same conversation of all these dudes
All my life I've been to be accepted
And when I'm not I help but to be affected
Unfairly percepted, people assumptions
Off my Melatonin levels and the that I'm rapping
Like I'm some of spoiled one percenter, go and get the facts
Shit I'm the product of a working middle-class
Just 'cause I wasn't busting a pistol or flipping
Doesn't mean I don't got a worthy of written raps
I'm getting by though, there's Kibble up in Moose's
It's better it use to be but see the truth is this
I re-invest everything into this music shit
You I'd still live at my parents if I was rich?
Really? See I'm just trying to keep my business
My sanity second to these lyrics that I rap
Chain smoking from but at ten dollars a pack
I'm killing myself, I'm killing my pockets with every
Fuck it, keep on pushing though because I deserve the glory
I got an army of fans that would for me
I do shit for them until the whole planet has heard my story
Reporting live Purgatory

In this ground, wondering if I'm going to ever blow
Middle ground, at the fabric of my soul
Middle ground, feeling like I'm stuck up in the
insecurities follow every where I go
Middle ground, feeling like I'm barely by
Middle ground, guessing why I even try
Middle ground, all I know how to do is
So mad that I scream, so sad that I wanna cry

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