Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Up the Middle, artist - Buck 65. Album song Man Overboard, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.10.2002
Record label: Buck 65
Song language: English
Up the Middle |
| Yeah coming through from the 902 |
| Pop the line it’s buck 65 |
| Full blown combinating with johnney rockwell and the Centaur |
| Double dipped |
| Yo, right about this time next year |
| Certain others digging up bones |
| Got flat chest and head like rats nest |
| Not to mention that I’m harder than a math test |
| Leave you lying face down naked from the waist down |
| After that I’ll go back and burn your place down |
| I’ll take cheese outta you handy snack |
| Then I’ll call your granny back |
| Gotta a great big of cash in my fanny pack |
| A flat bus broken |
| The angle dust smoking |
| Man with hand cuffs on |
| Just joking I describe myself as half decent sax player |
| Armature coin collecter john q tax player |
| Shy around girls with my face all scared |
| The only thing in my wallet is a baseball card |
| I live in the city but miss farming life |
| All i need to surive is my swiss army knife |
| The story of my childhood is bad luck and crisis |
| Born in the year of the rat and I’m a picses |
| Which makes me a rat fish |
| So I’m gonna soon need someone to tie my shoes and spoon feed me |
| Can’t wait till the day when i ride round in rocking cars |
| Were short sleeve shirts and all i eat is chocolate bars |
| Take my place granted assume the position |
| On top of the heap because soon the tradition |
| Winning the game of one swinging the bat will forever will be a thing of the |
| past |
| If I be myself I’ll be by myself |
| But I don’t wanna be remembered by the way I’ve been rendered |
| No I don’t, no |
| They keep me couped up in this hot sweaty cage |
| With a worn out mattress and a poster of eddie page |
| And supposed to write the great American love story |
| Why don’t they sound trumpets and release flocks of doves for me |
| I’ve got to be particular about how my carrier is handled |
| Before i record i should go and get my ears candled |
| I’d like a glass of water and box of facial tissue |
| Doing what i do has never really been a racial issue |
| Some day soon though I’m gonna have to settle down |
| Before my bones start making that metal on metal sound |
| The difference between me and other people is the greasy palms |
| I was never one to hold my breath when I resed bombs |
| Its possible that i could be huge but i doubt it |
| My phones off the hook buts that about it |
| Handling my biz I should really do a shipment |
| Try and make some money to buy some new equipment |
| With a brand new mike and a room with insulation |
| Coloured pencils all I need is inspiration |
| Which brings me back to this hot and sweaty cage |
| The worn matress and the poster of eddie page |
| I look at people look at me |
| Showing a picture that isn’t even close to real |
| The final approach is upon me, i can feel it |
| I might call this song I was right all along |
| Or I might call this song I’ve never had stitches |
| Or I might it Mr Know it all |
| Or don’t forget the chaos |
| Or two sizes to big |
| The hydro-twist |
| The scene river |
| Creative differences |
| No time to lose |
| Or |
| Beasts? |
| Pieces? |