Lyrics:
I'm right here with you
We jamming in the city baby
This is Urban Groovz
Feeling Good, Feeling Fine
Not a Care on my mind
But She is Fine, let me say
and you're falling in love
With the woman of your dreams
But you're finding that you're growing apart
Bust at the seams, by the time you're 33
And now you
the exit this not the way you enter
In the middle of the trenches standing right in the center
She looking like a snack i might save her for dinner
Zone 4
on Monroe, with no Kennedy (Leaders you know?)
Just follow these rhythms endlessly
The second time I got called nigga
It was online by this kid that was in my
my heart
Like a red force
Cars crashing by
Like a bed post
Passing by the ocean drowning in the West coast
How you gonna be
How you say
Have you
your game
With panties stuck up, sweat leakin' in your crotch
Collard greens you wet pig, you can't eat that much
I shut you down, your whole face two
working the difference
I'm still building the interest
We're still stuck in the middle
We're still--
Different
I'm still working the difference
I'm still
what you tryna do?
Doggy Dogg with the shit, but I'm not a fool
When I step up in the party, hoes know the rule
And if the bitch can't swim, sit by
ghost writin’ my bars
Bromance in advance your given chance to my heart
I'm on tour, PGA
You've been a birdie by my side from our beginning days
Acronym
to the rear son
The last thing you want with Big
L is a fair one cause in a street brawl
I strike men like lightning
You see what happened in
My last fight
a lock with a key said you stuck like glue
Baby girl i really need you in my life
I think about you in the middle of the night
When i wake up you
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
I been the type of guy she likes since middle school
Never thought that I'd get famous, always know that I'd be
cheat death with each breath
The only one who make it last forever is Keith Sweat
You ever see a body lyin' dead in the streets yet
Then eat breakfast?
stuck in the middle scratching their back
One more time for the ones in the back
I hope that you paying attention
Our money just go to they pension
While
coolin'
Chillin' relaxin' to this audio satisfaction
I leave emcees missin' in action
Leave you gashin from a thousand lashes
While I'm laughing with
And straight to hell, got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an ashtray
While I sashayed around flames with a match and I gave him the gas face
feelings I'm over you, period
I know you missing me
While I run up a check, yea you dissing me
And I can't get you back by like any means
You was stuck by my
When my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo
I can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it, or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle
the breeze - see I'm nice with these
You'll be suckin it down like fast food high-see's
Type of rap bitch that love underground classics
Gettin more green than
my man beatboxin
Shootin the breeze - see I'm nice with these
You'll be suckin it down like fast food high-see's
Type of rap bitch that love
Ryde him anymore?
I open up a window and I bring Hell
You're just Mean Girls, but with incels
"My God, I'm stuck in the friendzone"
Cries goth Guy Fawkes
too high to get over (yeah, yeah)
Your'e too low to get under (yeah, yeah)
You're stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)
And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)
Yo man, you gotta be, you know
You gotta be on to die, man, what's up with that?
Yo bro-shot
Yeah, word up bro-shot
Uh, we need some brothers
Yo man, you gotta be, you know
You gotta be on to die, man, what's up with that?
Yo bro-shot
Yeah, word up bro-shot
Uh, we need some brothers
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