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Im from an area where we get grammy nominated
Im from an area you see you're family houses raided
Saying Wealth we dream of
To bring the self esteem up
You kneeling down to pray
Your girl just want that wedding ring love
But you can't afford it
So you ask what's more important
Get some contraband imported
For some head, like portis
But the poorest get ignored
When you enjoying all your Jordans
Get robbed for your deniro
Next morning they will snort it
We all in different scenes
But dont direct a shot at him
They holler triple beams
But we need that beam that Scotty did
We see a lot of shit
Rocks like geologist
My mama went
Thank God that he got to be in Colleges
Moving out to Raleigh then
He needed some remodeling
Closer to the snobby rich
What I probably wish is obvious
Just an equal share
Not too may people care
Right in front of their face
They act like I ain't even there

Im in the middle of the road
In the middle of the road
When I get a little low
Im in the middle of the road
Carry a bigger load
Don't know which way to go
Im dealing with two extremes and foolish dreams
I usually think Im losing steam
Need to be improving
In the middle of the road
Sitting in the middle of the road

And all I see is break lights
Shining in my face, want to take flight
Got to get my pace right
But Im feeling haze like
Need a little pick up
Keep on hitting hick ups
I could use a spark like
When you flick your Bic up
Brrrrrrrrrrr, Stick up
Telling my ambitions stick your wick up
So I can light that fire for my fix up
Im fed up
Time to face the future with my head up
Wont let up
Tell the party people time to get up
Get up Stand up, Like Marley tell Charlie
We bout to get this motor running
Something like a Harley
It's hardly
Time for giving up and feeling sorry
So, Sorry
Tell them we ain't playing like Atari
This art that's going to leave a mark
Chris Farley
So far we've
Took it down the road like Ferraris
or Porsches
So we keep it rocking like your porches
Torches shining
Finding silver lining

In the middle of the road
In the middle of the road
When I get a little low
Im in the middle of the road
Carry a bigger load
Don't know which way to go
Im dealing with two extremes and foolish dreams
I usually think Im losing steam
Need to be improving
In the middle of the road
Sitting in the middle of the road

Fork in the road look like a Peace sign
I don't know which way to decide
So I freeze time
Life ain't never sweet as key lime
Don't ask me why
See them haters back seat drive
Or passing by
My back be tired, My raps be fire
Got desire
But then I tend to lose it
I can't keep my khakis ironed
But when my temper is high, It's Semper Fi
Fight until the temperature rise and hits the sky
Then I remember why I started the journey
And park it for thirty
Tend to get lost when you get caught in a hurry
That little cloud Has me feeling fickle now
Like economy it starts to trickle down
Could drown in a drought
Got to love your powers and be proud
Bottle up the doubt and kick them out
Take a spin around
Only picture perfect's on the mound
Until the right direction can be found
Where we now?

In the middle of the road
In the middle of the road
When I get a little low
Im in the middle of the road
Carry a bigger load
Don't know which way to go
Im dealing with two extremes and foolish dreams
I usually think Im losing steam
Need to be improving
In the middle of the road
Sitting in the middle of the road

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