Stuck Standing Alone Testo

Testo Stuck Standing Alone

Y❝all better wake up; you think we don❝t see y❝all drifting? (Drifting)Sleeping on the job and forgetting your position? (Position)
Sit straight and listen what you are missing (Missing)
I cook up a batch, hot straight out the kitchen (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 want to 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 stuck standing alone , alone, alone
Why, Why does it come to this
I❝m stuck standing alone, alone, alone
Why Do I come to be !pissed
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 want to dee-four, poach you as your seafood is C4
I❝m gonna rap and you still knee-high
Y❝all want to 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, fuck the four fingers
I❝m stuck standing alone , alone, alone
Why, Why does it come to this
I❝m stuck standing alone, alone, alone
Why Do I come to be !pissed
Yo, Jay (yeah?)
Sometimes I feel it❝s like nothing that I ever do's 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 DJ's 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 meet these ends
Then so be it, I will not hold my breath
I❝m going to spit ❝til I got none left
Motion, where you at?
I❝m stuck standing alone , alone, alone
Why, Why does it come to this
I❝m stuck standing alone, alone, alone
Why Do I come to be !pissed
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