Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Ground

Yeah, this is for all the happy
Who have real nice
And have no idea what it's like to work this hard and still even

Yeah, I'm I'm a little nuts, and I know I'm a headcase
Unpredictable moods are the toll that the takes
I carry the weight until my shoulders and neck ache
My sanity be going down hill like a race
All day my legs shake, a nervous tick
This Adderall don't work for shit, it only me thoughts that got me worried sick
are so bottled up, the cork is decomposing
That if this shit got it would cause a damn explosion
With overflowing emotions I kept push down
Like it was someone I was to drown, I know it now
I'm a little tightly strung and see I know I to find a doctor
And a therapist and a shimen who got some miro
surviving in this game is full of irratance
It's got me wondering if make it, my greatest fear is this
So you hear my shit, you'll hear the hunger
As I'm trying to stay afloat and keep appearances
'Cause I've in this middle ground, people say I made it
But there's so that 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 if I was famous
Shit, I'm almost thirty and still I feel like a mess
I added fuel to the 'til I had nothing left
Under stress, with a life of emptiness
Giving my all, and not a less

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

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

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

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