Middle Child

By Quanche

On Face of Judas

Released on January 21, 2014

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[Verse]

Sometimes I swear I forget

OG Draqs shot himself in the head, Josh got shot the bullet paralyzed him he in a wheelchair, Bajun is dead

Bubba is gone, Ruth got shot in his leg, Scoop got a slug in his lung it will be there for life

G got life, he's tryna appeal it so whats so appealing about this life?

Skippy got sent back home, Fizzy came home to his little kid grown

UOENO man I wish I didn't know, this scar on my face should've been on my throat

Same week on the block gauze all on my cheek

Same night my bros shot at whoever they seen

Crack gotta move cause we gotta arm up

Sause cut a mans face, Floyd cut his arm up

Six months later thank God I'm alive

Stabbed five man thank God they're alive

Now days I don't carry nothing on mine, I'm not afraid to die and my hands work fine

Oh, that's another thing I wish I'd known; I can have anything that I wish about

So now I prophesize shit, young Ishmael

Anything I wanna get back I just dish it out


[Middle Eight]

Driving big fat whips through the metropolitan

Telling random brauds "get in"

They only drink Cosmopolitan

I'm okay with that

I grew up in a way where you can't look back

Don't leave me hanging

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[Outro: Brad Pitt sample from "Fight Club"]

"We're the middle children of history man

No purpose or place

We have no Great War, no Great Depression

Our Great War is a spiritual war

Our Great Depression is our lives"