Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Ground

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

Yeah, I'm aware I'm a little nuts, and I I'm a headcase
moods are the toll that the stress takes
I carry the worlds weight my shoulders and neck ache
My sanity be down hill like a sled race
All day my shake, like a nervous tick
This Adderall don't work for shit, it only gives me thoughts got me worried sick
are so bottled up, the cork is decomposing
That if this shit got opened it would cause a damn
With overflowing emotions that I kept down
Like it was someone I was 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 shimen who got some oscar
'Cause in this game is full of irratance
It's got me wondering if make it, my greatest fear is this
So when you hear my shit, you'll the hunger
As I'm trying to stay afloat and keep appearances
'Cause been in this middle ground, people say I made it
But so many that still don't know what my name is
It's hard to get a grasp on where I stand up in this
All I is I wouldn't be this broke 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 full of emptiness
Giving my all, and not a less

In this middle ground, if I'm going to ever blow
Middle ground, tearing at the of my soul
ground, feeling like I'm stuck up in the whole
These insecurities follow where I go
ground, feeling like I'm barely getting by
Middle ground, second 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 of felling like I still got shit I gotta prove 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 newer dudes
All my I've been fighting to be accepted
And when I'm not I can't but to be affected
Unfairly percepted, people 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
'cause I wasn't busting a pistol or flipping crack
Doesn't mean I don't got a story of written raps
I'm getting by though, there's Kibble up in dish
It's better it use to be but see the truth is this
I re-invest almost everything into this music
You think I'd live at my parents if I was rich?
Really? See I'm just trying to keep my business
My sanity come second to lyrics that I rap
Chain smoking from stress but at ten a pack
I'm killing myself, I'm killing my pockets every drag
Fuck it, I'ma on pushing though because I deserve the glory
I got an of fans that would murder for me
I do this shit for them until the whole planet has heard my
Reporting live Purgatory

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

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