Spose - Happy Medium lyrics

Yea I used to just be, blunts by the beach Now I'm tutoring rappers with a hunkular speech I vocalize on beats What local guys see But they hate invenenously, cause he says it verbatim I know biters live off to be very vampiric I'm in white vans, pouring telito or damn near it uhh I lose track of these Larry's and Sue's I'm who various dudes live vicariously through MC 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 rambling with jamborees of MC's Spitting frees like in luxuries or pamperin Pampering careers push peers to embarra**ment Laughing Doug funny cause the moneys gargantuan Built below my belt buckle bound for a bluntskee Stick stem sterilized sticky in the front seat I promise to be brutally honest, I still spill gin and tonics on a lot electronics uhh Tattoo parlor, hoop needle jiggle and a Milky Way high snickering and rappers bickering I'd rather joke doubling doodle and rhymes lumbering ramen noodles Get that loop but stay fruitful 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 doing Till the day I lay down, I've been happy medium I've been living in Wells, Maine Wells, Maine Turn off the bright lights, I like my place in society Betwixt standing nimiety 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 Mean there's something so hollow in those Hollywood hills I need substance, as in not fake Snakes who take your land or lakes and then skip your wake I don't need TV's invading my village vilify my visage when I'm out with my Ms' I gave you my blemishes from the genesis Others generally disingenuous I'm giving you what's really going on behind the Maybelline cream 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 flair When I spit they all come together like Pangea I'm saying what I've been saying, staying where I've been staying (What's that) Happy Medium 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 doing Till the day I lay down, I've been happy medium I've been living in Wells, Maine Wells, Maine