Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Ground

Yeah, this is for all the rappers
Who real nice deals
And have no idea what it's like to this hard 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 the worlds weight until my shoulders and neck ache
My sanity be going down hill like a race
All day my legs shake, like a nervous
This Adderall don't work for shit, it gives me thoughts that got me worried sick
Feelings are so up, the cork is decomposing
That if this shit got opened it cause a damn explosion
overflowing emotions that I kept push down
Like it was someone I was trying to drown, I it now
I'm a tightly strung and see I know I need to find a doctor
And a therapist and a who got some miro oscar
'Cause in this 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 the hunger
As I'm trying to stay afloat and keep appearances
'Cause I've been in this middle ground, people say I it
But there's so that still don't know what my name is
It's to get a grasp on where I stand up in this game
All I know is I wouldn't be this broke if I was
Shit, I'm thirty and still I feel like such a mess
I added to the fire 'til I had nothing left
Under stress, a life full of emptiness
my all, and not a penny less

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

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

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

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