Standing In The Middle
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it, middle of it
Yo, yall better wake up; you think we dont see yall drifting?
Sleeping on the job and forgetting your position? (position)
Sit straight and listen; what you are missing
I cook up a batch, hot straight out the kitchen
No indecision, I spit right
Heavy as a fist fight
No gloves and no masks
No pain and no slack
No way to look back
Nobody to say I cant make my own path
Cause the way that yall act, I wanna break something
Comin at me like the pain I feel means nothing
Comin from a place where you cant relate
Where every word from your face comes across as fake
And I can hardly take the way that yall treat us
Sending this out to anyone who wont believe us
Spelling it out so yall know the deal
And if you cant feel it, maybe you cant feel
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you saying?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writing?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
Tell em, Motion
Eat your words
Say what you used to say and act how you used to act
Every time you heard my occupation was a rap attack (rap attack)
My conversations stacked, I switch my defense on you
Every time you want to get deep youll see my knuckle package
Born to die, ferocious emcee make you go back and write your rhymes
My style chokes up like a little league baseball player
It moves, Im strangling as Im swinging as main mangler
I wanna dee-four, poach you as your seafood is cee-four
Im gonna rap and you still knee-high
Yall wanna train with me, guy?
Man, its destructive
Man, its like jabs from boxing champ Lennox
Perfect for your head, Ill fit it like New Era hats
That top off suits, B-boy etiquette
Express myself with my hang-side
Then I extend one finger, the middle fucking
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you sayin?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writin?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
Yo, Motion (yeah?)
Sometimes I feel its like nothing that I ever do is ever good enough (for real)
Like I should stop and go back to L.A.
Back away where I know I wont be seen
And nobodys gonna critique the music that I make
And mistake me for some fucking kid with a backpack
Rapping on a track just to make a buck
For a mix-tape that sucks
And dee-jays that dont get it
But I been down that road and I know
People dont wanna go where I might go
Dont wanna know what its like
To step outside your zone with a mike
Just controlling the hype
And if we need to take shots from them
And be stopped by them just to make these ends
Then so be it, I will not hold my breath
Im gonna spit til I got none left
Motion, where you at?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you sayin?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writin?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
Im standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
