Middle Man - JohnnieB

Lyrics

( Johnnie B On The Beat ) Here come the fuckin’ middle man, thinkin’ in black and white and grey Look at Johnnie hold both sides steady and still not drift away A balanced-ass mind with a wild-ass mouth, but he still got grace Why the fuck he always sound like two worlds crash in the same damn place Little bit holy, little bit raw, that’s why the whole damn style got weight Too deep for the fake, too sharp for the soft, too real for the shit y’all play I ain’t just mad, I’m measured with fire, I learned how to hold that rage I can laugh through pain, spit light through dark, and still let both sides stay They want one lane, but I got two hands and a whole damn soul to steer One on truth, one on instinct, one on faith, one on fear That’s why when I talk, it sound like war and peace both landed here I’m not a punk, not a saint, not a gimmick — I’m the one that make it clear A kid with a dream and a split in his chest turned both into an art attack Made the dark sit down with the light and forced both sides to talk through rap While they still pick teams, I built a bridge and made the whole beat walk that path And if I touch your bitch with a line, that just mean your girl felt where the truth was at So now I guess I’m the fuckin’ middle man One hand on light and one hand on a different plan The dark and grace both live in me, I hold ’em where they stand So yes I got these rhymes, because I am the fuckin’ middle man So now I guess I’m the fuckin’ middle man One hand on truth and one hand on the promised land The black and white both meet in me, I turn ’em to a brand So yes I got these rhymes, because I am the fuckin’ middle man I got a dream, so I guess I’m the middle, bitch By bein’ me, I really make you face your own little split If you got a problem with that, that ain’t my problem, deal with it In my lane you never really lose or win — you learn what the balance is I was blessed by God and tested by life, now who still laughin’, bitch My skin too thick, my mind too split, my soul too deep for counterfeit You’ll never be able to do what I did if you scared to hold both sides of it You gotta lose your image first if you wanna touch the level I’m rhymin’ with Yeah, I hear all your flows and see all the waves and trends y’all ridin’ in But all I’m seein’ is people pick one mask and then just hide inside of it I got old-school soul and new-school spark, I let both collide and live That’s why some of y’all hear my top five and still can’t decide what side I’m in Some get offended, some get inspired, some get pissed, some cry a bit But I don’t give a fuck — nothin’ gonna stop this shit I know myself best, so I let both halves of me talk and coexist Send me another critic — I’ll make that motherfucker part of the mix So now I guess I’m the fuckin’ middle man One hand on light and one hand on a different plan The dark and grace both live in me, I hold ’em where they stand So yes I got these rhymes, because I am the fuckin’ middle man So now I guess I’m the fuckin’ middle man One hand on truth and one hand on the promised land The black and white both meet in me, I turn ’em to a brand So yes I got these rhymes, because I am the fuckin’ middle man