Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Ground

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

Yeah, I'm aware I'm a little nuts, and I I'm a headcase
Unpredictable moods are the toll the stress takes
I the worlds weight until my shoulders and neck ache
My sanity be going hill like a sled race
All day my legs shake, like a nervous
This don't work for shit, it only gives me thoughts that got me worried sick
Feelings are so up, the cork is decomposing
That if shit got opened it would cause a damn explosion
overflowing emotions that I kept push down
Like it was I was trying to drown, I know it now
I'm a little tightly strung and see I know I need to 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 my shit, you'll hear the hunger
As I'm to stay financially afloat and keep appearances
'Cause I've been in this middle ground, people say I it
But there's so many that don't know what my name is
It's hard to get a grasp on where I 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, with a life of emptiness
Giving my all, and not a less

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

I'm of felling like I still got shit I gotta prove to you
What? I gotta go on Sway again for a from you?
Go some dumb publicity stunt shot by a movie 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 but to be affected
Unfairly percepted, making assumptions
Off my Melatonin levels and the state that I'm
Like I'm some kind of spoiled one percenter, go and get the
Shit I'm the product of a hard working
Just 'cause I wasn't busting a or flipping crack
mean I don't got a story worthy of written raps
I'm getting by though, Kibble up in Moose's dish
It's better than it use to be but see the is this
I re-invest almost everything into this shit
You think I'd live at my parents if I was rich?
Really? See I'm just trying to keep my business
My come second to these lyrics that I rap
Chain smoking from but at ten dollars a pack
I'm killing myself, I'm my pockets with every drag
Fuck it, I'ma on pushing though because I deserve the glory
I got an army of fans that murder for me
I do this shit for them until the whole has heard my story
Reporting from Purgatory

In this middle ground, wondering if I'm to ever blow
ground, tearing at the fabric of my soul
Middle ground, feeling like I'm up in the whole
These follow every where I go
Middle ground, feeling I'm barely getting 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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