“ŚÍŮÚŻ ÔŚŮŚŪ - Standing In The Middle

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Standing In The Middle (feat. Motion Man)

Iím standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it

Yo, yall better wake up, you think we donít see yall driftin'?
Sleepiní on the job and forgettiní your position? (Position)
Sit straight and listen, what you are missiní
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 canít make my own path
Cause the way that yall act I wanna break somethiní
Cominí at me like the pain I feel means nothiní
Cominí from a place where you canít relate
Where every word from your face comes across as fake
And I can hardly take the way that yall treat us
Sendiní this out to anyone who wonít believe us
Spelliní it out so yall know the deal
And if you canít feel it Ė maybe you canít feel


Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Man, who are you?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Who... What are you sayiní?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Who... What are you writiní?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Man, who are you?


Tell them, 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 conversationís stacked I switch my defense on you
Every time you want to get deep youíll 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 (Hahaha)
It moves Iím strangliní as Iím swinginí as main mangler
I wanna dee - four poach you as your seafood is cee-four
Iím gonna rap and you still knee - high
Yall wanna train with me, guy?
Man, itís destructive
Man, itís like jabs from boxing champ Lennox
Perfect for your head Iíll 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


Fuck the fourth place


Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Man, who are you?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Who... What are you sayiní?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Who... What are you writiní?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Man, who are you?


Yo, Motion (Yeah?)
Sometimes I feel itís like nothiní 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 wonít be seen
And nobodyís gonna critique the music that I make
And mistake me for some fuckiní kid with a backpack
Rappiní on a track just to make a buck
For a mix - tape that sucks
And dee - jays that donít get it
But I been down that road and I know
People donít wanna go where I might go
Donít wanna know what itís like
To step outside your zone with a mic
Just controlliní 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
Iím gonna spit stil I got none left


Motion, where you at?


Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Man, who are you?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Who... What are you sayiní?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Who... What are you writiní?
Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Man, who are you?

Iím standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it...