Standing In The Middle Lyrics

Cause the way that yâ??all act, I wanna break something Cominâ?? at me like the pain I feel means nothing Cominâ?? from a place where you canâ??t relate Where every word from your face comes across as fake And I can hardly take the way that yâ??all treat us Sending this out to anyone who wonâ??t believe us Spelling it out so yâ??all know the deal And if you canâ??t feel it, maybe you canâ??t feel Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it Man, who are you? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it What are you saying? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it What are you writing? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it Man, who are you? Tell â??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 conversationâ??s stacked, I switch my defense on you Every time you want to get deep youâ??ll 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, Iâ??m strangling as Iâ??m swinging as main mangler I wanna dee-four, poach you as your seafood is cee-four Iâ??m gonna rap and you still knee-high Yâ??all wanna train with me, guy? Man, itâ??s destructive Man, itâ??s like jabs from boxing champ Lennox Perfect for your head, Iâ??ll 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 Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it Man, who are you? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it What are you sayinâ??? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it What are you writinâ??? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it Man, who are you? Yo, Motion (yeah?) Sometimes I feel itâ??s 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 wonâ??t be seen And nobodyâ??s 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 donâ??t get it But I been down that road and I know People donâ??t wanna go where I might go Donâ??t wanna know what itâ??s 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 Iâ??m gonna spit â??til I got none left Motion, where you at? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it Man, who are you? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it What are you sayinâ??? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it What are you writinâ??? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it Man, who are you? Iâ??m standing in the middle of it Middle of it Middle of it Middle of it Middle of it