Stiky-1 - Happy Medium lyrics
[Verse 1: Spose] Yeah, I used to just be blunts by the beach Now I'm tutoring rappers with the avuncular speech I vocalize on beats, what local guys see But they hate him villainously cause he says it verbatim I know writers evolved to be very vampiric I'm in white vans touring Toledo or damn near it I lose track of these Larrys and Sues I'm who various dudes live vicarious through Emceed live like a bee-hive, buzz built up But, is he a white dwarf or a milk dud? Dope duds you can keep them on the mannequin Dude does not change his clothes, ask Cameron Wrangled mics, ramblin' with jamborees of emcees Spittin frees, lackin' luxuries or pamperin' Hamperin' careers, pushin' peers to embarra**ment Laughin' - Doug Funny - cause the money's gargantuan Bic below my belt buckle, bound for a blunt-ski Stick stem sterilized, Stiky in the front seat I promise to be brutally honest I still spill gin and tonics on a lotta 'lectronics Tattoo parlor, new needle tickinlin', I'm milky, way high Snickerin' at rappers bickerin' I'd rather joke jubilant, doodlin' rhymes, hooverin' ramen noodles Get that loot but stay frugal [Chorus: Stiky-1] I don't wanna change what I do I don't really see the point I've been doing just - fine So I'm gon' do what I've been doin' Til' the day I lay down I've been happy medium I've been livin' in Wells, Maine Wells, Maine [Verse 2: Spose] Turn off the bright lights I like my place in society betwixt anonymity and notoriety (Go!) I've been happy medium, small town, Double XL dreams Those are the ingredients Without want for a wondrous whip Just a spot to spit, sleep, eat, and take a sh** Deny me the decadence - just give me people in attendance Independent of their necklaces and pendants Because everyone's pretending still (still) I mean there's something so hollow in those Hollywood Hills I need substance - as in not fake Snakes who take your Land o' Lakes and then skip your wake I don't need TVs Invadin' my village, villifying my visage when I'm out with my missus I gave you my blemishes from the genesis Others generally disingenuous I'm given you what's really going on behind the Maybelline creams When the Revlon's gone, where the j**els don't gleam Where the stars are black holes The pitch-black back roads, past the last toll Me? I'm from nowhere, no pimp, no player When I spit it they all come together like Pangaea I'm sayin' what I've been sayin' Stayin' where I've been stayin' (Where's that?) Happy Medium [Chorus: Stiky-1] I don't wanna change what I do I don't really see the point I've been doing just - fine So I'm gon' do what I've been doin' Til' the day I lay down I've been happy medium I've been livin' in Wells, Maine Wells, Maine