J. Cole
That no one else could see What's the reason Only I got turned away Mama please tell me why You would leave just me behind You sent me off and then you went and have my brothers Before me, a little girl And they're the center of your world Mama tell me why'd you leave the middle child? Niggas been me out I'm my bullets I'm my clips I'm down names I'm a list I'm it and I'm 'em hit The real ones been dying The fake ones is lit The game is off balance I'm back on my shit The is dirty My is dirty But that's how I like it You all on my dick I'm all in my bag This hard as it get I do not powder I take a sip I hit the blunt But I'm to trip I ain't no pill But you do as you wish I roll with some fiends I love 'em to death I got a few mil' But not all of them rich What good is the if my is broke? This is just a preview! What good is first class if my niggas can't sit? In other words, he is trapped between two generations of rap artists — those from the old school and the younger, more-popular artists who may not be as appreciative of the jewels he has to drop. Before this song, T-Minus and Cole had collaborated a number of times before in the past. Some of these famous personalities whose photos he shared with the world included Madonna, Jennifer Lopez, Bill Gates and John F. What good is class if my can't sit? In 2009, he became the first artist to sign to Jay-Z's Roc Nation label. Fairytales and Other Forms of Suicide6. Niggas been countin' me out I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it, you all on my dick I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get I do not snort powder, I might take a sip I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip I ain't poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death I got a few mil' but not all of them rich What good is the bread if my niggas is broke? I should've gone back home And ask her to her face But my lines become due much of a disgrace And I got the news today Saying mama passed away So I'll never know the reason I'm alone. Cole, is a German-born American hip hop recording artist and record producer from Fayetteville, North Carolina.
Jack Maynard
However, J has taken the high road and as such never engages in conflict unless he feels he has a genuine reason to do so — not in the name of selling records or appeasing the masses. He teamed up with music producer T-Minus to produce this song. The Royal WeThe Old Ceremony Lyrics provided by SongLyrics. Cole fell in love with it, and I could tell he had the vision for what he wanted. And as can be seen from the onset of this track, this song serves as his rant against the system.
Middle Child Lyrics
I don't know, pull up slow Sticks out the window, look what you started Huh, yeah, catch a opp, better bounce out We gon' burn him down Burn him down 30 down, 30 rounds, sending rounds Buck, buck, buck Hold up, niggas don't want no smoke Roll up dead niggas when I smoke Babies, she put it all in her throat She suck my dick while I'm floating the Ghost New bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze Ice These niggas is hoes, I keep me a pole I swear these new bitches be doing the most Vomit like I'm drippin' snot from my nose Slatt You know I came from the mud with this Mud They never showed me now love with this Yeah I had to jugg and finesse, was just standing on corner Was selling them drugs and shit Drugs They used to be on some other shit Uh Now they see me coming up and shit Uh I tell them leeches to suck a dick Uh Nowadays they see me dubbin' shit Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house Got nowhere to stay, bitch I'm runnin' in your fuckin' house Bitch Ooh, 30s out Yeah , fuck you talkin' 'bout? The moment we heard it, we all reacted to it. He took to social media to share photos of famous figures who are actually middle children. Yeah Yeah, runnin' 'round the city I swear I'm lurking out Lurking out Damn, buying shit, I'm off a percy now Percy now Huh, nigga run up on me I'ma blow him down So much cash in my jeans Louis V. Niggas been countin' me out I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it, you all on my dick I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get I do not snort powder, I might take a sip I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip I ain't poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death I got a few mil' but not all of them rich What good is the bread if my niggas is broke? Ah Oh-oh Oh, yeah Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house Got nowhere to stay, bitch I'm runnin' in your fuckin' house Bitch Ooh, 30s out Yeah , fuck you talkin' 'bout? Richard Bryant All the pretty sisters in a row I fell in love with the middle child She's the one that caught my eye Down at the annual family fish fry Her little sister shows off a thousand charms I fell in love with the middle child Her bigger sister shows them too But neither one of them would do She won't make up her mind on anything Until her sisters have their say It can make me crazy still I Wouldn't have her any other way All the pretty sisters in the world I fell in love with the middle child But she's the first one I run to I suppose it's so cause I'm a middle child, too. .
Daniel Romano
You were born in between Middle child, middle child Never heard Seldom Scene Middle child, middle child You are strong,long and lean Middle child, middle child In a world cold and mean Middle child, middle child Rest a while , float down stream Middle child, middle child Wanna hear all your dreams Middle child, middle child You were born in between Middle child, middle child In a world cold and mean Middle child, middle child Middle child, middle child Middle child, middle child Get the embed code The Old Ceremony - Fairytales and Other Forms of Suicide Album Lyrics1. What good is first class if my niggas can't sit? I was left alone, A long time ago By my mother who I never got to know Faded memories of my life Have been washed in whiskey nights And I'm living at the bottom of the bottle I've spent my life on a bar stool all alone Never knowing why she sent me from my home Was there something wrong with me? Yeah Yeah, runnin' 'round the city I swear I'm lurking out Lurking out Damn, buying shit, I'm off a percy now Percy now Huh, nigga run up on me I'ma blow him down So much cash in my jeans Louis V. His long-awaited debut album titled Cole World: The Sideline Story was released on September 27, 2011. He received a nomination for Best New Artist at the 54th Grammy Awards. Day That I Was Born4. .
