In The Middle song by TOKYO’S REVENGE from Primary Album Shinigami. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, Trap music. The Record company is Blac Noize! Recordings, Cypress Park Music, Geffen Records & Interscope Records. Released on January 7, 2022.
The video shared via: Youtube
In The Middle Meaning
[[Intro] Gnilrad ,esnesnon tahw Now that I know you do it so well This is the end What nonsense, darling (Evil on the beat, no cap) Thgin tsal pu uoy dexif I ,llew I’ll do it again Ah, oh, no, now you must rest Well, no, don’t forget all the lovely things we plan to do today (Yuh) (Tok, good morning) Yeah, yeah [Chorus] All these buckles on my jeans (Huh) sort of remind me of my straitjacket (Yeah) Looking like a lick (Uh), I’m fresh to death (Yeah), I’m in my grave laughin’ (Ayy) Mr. Voorhees with the blade (Yeah), how it get tragic (Yeah) Norman Bates (Yuh, yuh), psycho diamonds all up in the face flashin’ (Ayy) Hol’ on, wait (Huh), let me do this dancе with the Devil (Yeah) Anyways (Yеah), gotta keep my hands on the metal (Yeah, owooooo) Got a Glock on both hips, bitch, I’m Malcolm in the Middle (Uh, yeah) If a nigga try to touch me, I’ma kill ’em (Yeah) All these buckles on my jeans (Huh) sort of remind me of my straitjacket (Yeah) Looking like a lick (Uh), I’m fresh to death (Yeah), I’m in my grave laughin’ (Ayy) Mr. Voorhees with the blade (Yeah), how it get tragic (Yeah) Norman Bates (Yuh, yuh), psycho diamonds all up in the face flashin’ (Ayy) Hol’ on, wait (Huh), let me do this dance with the Devil Anyways (Yeah), gotta keep my hands on the metal (Yeah, owooooo) Got a Glock on both hips, bitch, I’m Malcolm in the Middle (Uh, yeah) If a nigga try to touch me, I’ma kill ’em, uh , [Verse 1] And that’s on God I’ll send a nigga straight to God (Yeah, yeah) I got three pistols, bitch, that’s a menage (Yeah) And that’s on young man Hold up, nigga, I mean Young M.A Cause I’m dykin’ with this dick up in my draws Fit it in ya’ jaw Two things, niggas all talk And they’ll always bandwagon ’cause they’re soft (Huh, yeah) And if they get a chance to make you look bad, dickridin’, then they’ll do it ‘Cause they know you got more talent in a cough (Uh, uh, huh) Yuh, up, up, and away Bitch, who the fuck? If you don’t get up out my face (Um) I’ve been sittin’ thinkin’ about maybe pickin’ a different route Niggas chicken, let’s pick em out, with that I’m okay Uh, ‘kay I know some niggas that I’d love to name Some niggas that were riding for the fame (Yeah) Where are they today? (Yeah) Could’ve swore I hung them by they skeletons Somewhere in my motherfuckin’ place (Yeah, yeah, ’cause) [Chorus] All these buckles on my jeans sort of remind me of my straitjacket Lookin’ like a lick, I’m fresh to death, I’m in my grave laughin’ Mr. Voorhees with the blade, how it get tragic Norman Bates, psycho diamonds all up in the face flashin’ Hol’ on, wait, let me do this dance with the Devil Anyways, gotta keep my hands on the metal (Owooooo) Got a Glock on both hips, bitch, I’m Malcolm in the Middle If a nigga try to touch me, I’ma kill him, uh (Yeah) All these buckles on my jeans (Huh) sort of remind me of my straitjacket (Yeah) Looking like a lick (Uh), I’m fresh to death (Yeah), I’m in my grave laughin’ (Ayy) Mr. Voorhees with the blade (Yeah), how it get tragic (Yeah) Norman Bates (Yuh, yuh), psycho diamonds all up in the face flashin’ (Ayy) Hol’ on, wait (Huh), let me do this dance with the Devil (Yeah) Anyways (Yeah), gotta keep my hands on the metal (Yeah, owooooo) Got a Glock on both hips, bitch, I’m Malcolm in the Middle (Uh, yeah) If a nigga try to touch me, I’ma kill ’em, uh (Yeah) , [Verse 2] Bitch, I’m gassed up, got a motormouth I keep on talkin’ my shit ’till them poles is out (Yeah) **** could catch a dick to an open mouth On my dick talkin’ ’bout shit he don’t know about (Yuh, yuh) Same thing for **** (Aw, I gotta stop name droppin’ niggas and giving y’all clout) Actually, fuck that These niggas hoes and I love that (Yuh) I’d be the bigger person, but I’m just not above that (Yuh) I’m just so sick of the cap (Uh) These niggas fragile like motherfuckin’ glass in a cabinet (Yeah) And you niggas punk? Bitch, I’m laughin’ (Uh) Especially ****, ’cause I had love for you, it’s tragic You could’ve been like, “What happened?” (Uh) Instead the hoe jumped out your body, you talked out your ass (Yeah) Same thing for ****, I’m mad (Uh) Then you gon’ talk bout’ that shit and present it as fact? Yuh, which is crazy ‘Cause you know I got the receipts to prove that shit ‘gazi (Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ain’t it amazing how you knew that I can’t show it online, so you played me (Yeah, yeah, yeah) You were lazy (Huh, yeah), you ain’t even think twice about it ‘fore makin’ a statement (Yeah) But that’s okay, ’cause I’m patient I’m not gon’ argue with the internet ’bout some fake shit (Yeah) [Chorus] All these buckles on my jeans (Huh) sort of remind me of my straitjacket (Yeah) Looking like a lick (Uh), I’m fresh to death (Yeah), I’m in my grave laughin’ (Ayy) Mr. Voorhees with the blade (Yeah), how it get tragic (Yeah) Norman Bates (Yuh, yuh), psycho diamonds all up in the face flashin’ (Ayy) Hol’ on, wait (Huh), let me do this dance with the Devil (Yeah) Anyways (Yeah), gotta keep my hands on the metal (Yeah, owooooo) Got a Glock on both hips, bitch, I’m Malcolm in the Middle (Uh, yeah) All these buckles on my jeans sort of remind me of my straitjacket Lookin’ like a lick, I’m fresh to death, I’m in my grave laughin’ Mr. Voorhees with the blade, how it get tragic Norman Bates, psycho diamonds all up in the face flashin’ Hol’ on, wait, let me do this dance with the Devil Anyways, gotta keep my hands on the metal (Owooooo) Got a Glock on both hips, bitch, I’m Malcolm in the Middle If a nigga try to touch me, I’ma kill him, uh , [Outro] There’s no problem, if you got a gun, shoot ’em in the– That’s a sure way to kill ’em] |
Frequently posed queries
- What is the name of the producer of the lyrics for In The Middle?
This lirics prodiucer by TOKYO’S REVENGE & EVIL (Producer).
- Who is the songwriter behind this hit single? In The Middle
In The Middle song is written by TOKYO’S REVENGE & EVIL (Producer)