Letra de Standing In The Middle - Linkin Park
Letra de canci�n de Standing In The Middle de Linkin Park lyrics
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it, middle of it
Yo, y�all better wake up; you think we don�t see y�all 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 can�t make my own path
Cause the way that y�all act, I wanna break something
Comin� at me like the pain I feel means nothing
Comin� from a place where you can�t relate
Where every word from your face comes across as fake
And I can hardly take the way that y�all treat us
Sending this out to anyone who won�t believe us
Spelling it out so y�all know the deal
And if you can�t feel it, maybe you can�t feel
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you saying?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writing?
I�m 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 conversation�s stacked, I switch my defense on you
Every time you want to get deep you�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, I�m strangling as I�m swinging as main mangler
I wanna dee-four, poach you as your seafood is cee-four
I�m gonna rap and you still knee-high
Y�all wanna train with me, guy?
Man, it�s destructive
Man, it�s like jabs from boxing champ Lennox
Perfect for your head, I�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
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
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Middle of it
Man, who are you?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you sayin�?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writin�?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
Yo, Motion (yeah?)
Sometimes I feel it�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 won�t be seen
And nobody�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 don�t get it
But I been down that road and I know
People don�t wanna go where I might go
Don�t wanna know what it�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
I�m gonna spit �til I got none left
Motion, where you at?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you sayin�?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writin�?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it, middle of it
Yo, y�all better wake up; you think we don�t see y�all 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 can�t make my own path
Cause the way that y�all act, I wanna break something
Comin� at me like the pain I feel means nothing
Comin� from a place where you can�t relate
Where every word from your face comes across as fake
And I can hardly take the way that y�all treat us
Sending this out to anyone who won�t believe us
Spelling it out so y�all know the deal
And if you can�t feel it, maybe you can�t feel
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you saying?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writing?
I�m 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 conversation�s stacked, I switch my defense on you
Every time you want to get deep you�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, I�m strangling as I�m swinging as main mangler
I wanna dee-four, poach you as your seafood is cee-four
I�m gonna rap and you still knee-high
Y�all wanna train with me, guy?
Man, it�s destructive
Man, it�s like jabs from boxing champ Lennox
Perfect for your head, I�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
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/standing-in-the-middle-linkin-park.php
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you sayin�?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writin�?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
Yo, Motion (yeah?)
Sometimes I feel it�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 won�t be seen
And nobody�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 don�t get it
But I been down that road and I know
People don�t wanna go where I might go
Don�t wanna know what it�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
I�m gonna spit �til I got none left
Motion, where you at?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you sayin�?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
What are you writin�?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Man, who are you?
I�m standing in the middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
Middle of it
