Machine Gun Kelly - Midwest Takeover lyrics

Verse 1: Out the middle of the map we be givin it from the top And we're done with the bottom of the cla** - What we call home Everybody wanna know if the kid got a story All folks gimme just a little when I give more Started out with a smidgen of a midget Now tell me where my competition? Givin' 'em all, givin' 'em all, givin' 'em all, the SHOTS ??? subliminals and criminals we don't get CAUGHT! Hook: Tell me who gon' ride until the midwest rise Who's heart's gonna stop when the midwest dies Who's gonna take the spark from out these midwest eyes And believe I ain't gon' stop until the midwest mine Verse 2: Yeah, yeah, everybody wanna hear the fast flow Comin' out the C-L-E-V-E-L-A-N-D you better be rippin' the track though You better be bounce like, you better be ??? If your word twisted like strings of a la**o (Go get it boy) take it to the top of the terminal til' my last chance They can't determine now why there ain't no stopping Now we breaking out through all the cracks of the cowers Cause Benny showers in the pockets of my Eddie Bauers' I-I am that, kid that be sitting on the front porch Clutched to the blunt roach Taking it to the head with one toke If only my problems could be solved with one smoke And is the economy so messed up? I already know I'm not gonna get the job So what's the point in gettin' dressed up? And I done seen my share Fresh outta high school, lost two of mine out there That's why ??? think twice People that said "them Hollywood acts come around here" This the Concrete Jungle, constant trouble Always high but never humble Livin' out this cartoon but we surrounded by rocks like Barney Rubble Gangs and violence, pimps and hoes Crack, wet, brick, zones Jackers, rappers, trappers, bums Block, 'jects, 'burbs, slums Chopper, Glock, Mac, Uzi This real, that's movie Fights, cops, snitch, fans This is midwest Been around the world, seen a lot of things Seem like I'm attached to the ghetto like a wedding ring Never didn't like her, never did wife her 'Til she got me 0-1 in the circle like a cypher Oh my god, please applaud I ain't going home b*tch i go hard Only white boy with a style so raw Real recognize me, not you, you s** (YUH) Hook: Tell me who gon' ride until the midwest rise Who's heart's gonna stop when the midwest dies Who's gonna take the spark from out these midwest eyes And believe I ain't gon' stop until the midwest mine