Middle Finger - Phoebe Ryan

You show me love then spit in my face Making your money off all of my pain You put an eagle inside of a cage And you think I'm not strong enough to escape But I refuse to let you make me feel like I can't fly Not only will I soar again, I'll own the fucking sky, yeah So I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave My generation's had enough And you should be afraid Oh-whoa, oh, not your prisoner Oh-whoa, oh, better listen when I say I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave You couldn't even look me in the eye When you let me go and then left me to die There was no question that I would survive An artist on fire is one that's alive You can't surround a lion with a bunch of lazy sheep The one thing about royalty is that we love to feast, yeah So I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave My generation's had enough And you should be afraid Oh-whoa, oh, not your prisoner Oh-whoa, oh, better listen when I say I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave Living like a riot Setting off the sirens Fists are clenched, I'm fighting Soul has been ignited Ain't got time for dyin' I'm too busy thrivin' More than just survivin' Heart is beating violent Living like a riot Setting off the sirens Fists are clenched, I'm fighting Soul has been ignited Ain't got time for dyin' I'm too busy thrivin' More than just survivin' Heart is beating violent So I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave My generation's had enough And you should be afraid Oh-whoa, oh, not your prisoner Oh-whoa, oh, better listen when I say I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave

She don't get out much Oh but when she does She'll volunteer to hold my beer And help me catch a buzz Out of all my friends I can count on one hand Shes the first on there To pull back my hair Every time shit hits everything Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger She got to know my ex Pretty damn well She wiped off my hurt And gave me the nerve To stand up for myself Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger Yeah she never meets a stranger Cheers to you my middle finger You can love her You can hate her But that's my girl my middle finger

Now, one of the services you provide is giving them something to talk about. Let 'em talk. It makes 'em happy, it makes 'em feel good. They don't believe half the shit they say. People wanna talk. Yeah, it's fun to talk Hate to be the bearer of bad news But I can't move with too many rap dudes I respect dudes from my double M crew But I'm just not that dude hanging on to who's who's and such Cash rule for some, got room for none Can't fool with niggas who put the rumors up Wanted to quit, rap music sucks But couldn't run a 4.2, so with you I'm stuck Went in the booth, truth? the only tool I trust And that's sayin' a lot, cause Pro Tools be stuck You grindin' hot, they wanna be cool with yah They're like consignment shops, they're old news to us Society, I trip 'em Aye well look now I got to be the realest Aye well look now Society, I trip 'em Aye well look now Should follow no nigga Just the god inside of my mirror Fuck you, leave me alone (aye well look now) Fuck you, leave me alone (aye well look now) Fuck you, leave me alone (aye well look now) Fuck you, leave me alone (aye well look now) Fuck you, leave me alone Fuck you, leave me alone Fuck you, leave me alone Fuck you, leave me alone Fightin' for my respect, receive it or nothin' else Preachin' and geekin', I kinda think that I'm Malcolm X MDMA in my juice, jaws tired and thru Now I'm sweatin' cause the bitches, they perspired me to Are you judgin' me now? Do you fuck with me now? Miscarried my first child, ain't finna come out Fuck the therapy route, where the syrup and loud? Blue 30 come around, there's the smile Opiated, could show up later with more elation All my bitches say, "Take it easy, enjoy the paper" Try to be with the people, see what I'm fightin' Them inner demons, and how it was eatin' me while I be in Vegas Yeah, life a gamble anyway jo Pop a perc, I could merk through the pain though Mind bills pilin' up, drop a single Thrill's all gone when that mothafuckin' fame go Ever seen a mix J Cole and Django? Educated, shit, but he whip like he ain't though Black bitches say my shit is so graceful White bitches barely know me up in Graystone

I keep my fist raised up full time against the world Sometimes with the family and sometimes with a girl Yeah, you think I've learned my lesson, I'm a man who's been around But I could never keep that middle finger down Well, I'm still hanging on, and I think God takes care of fools I broke a lotta hearts and I broke a lotta rules Yet somehow I survived with a bit of dummy luck But I could never keep that finger from sticking up I could never keep, I could never keep I could never keep my life from burning to the ground You think I've learned my lesson, I'm a man who's been around But I could never keep that middle finger down I'm a grudge-holding jerk who starts feuds with a wink A sharp-tongued S.O.B who speaks before he thinks I've learned from my losses and I know when I'm wrong Still, my life's sadder than an old country song I could never keep, I could never keep I could never keep my life from burning to the ground You think I've learned my lesson, I'm a man who's been around But I could never keep that middle finger down So if you looked at my life, if you took a little peek You'd say, "Good Lord, let it go, man, just turn the other cheek" I don't know how to let it go, I just don't know how to behave I was born with this affliction, and I'll take it to the grave I could never keep, I could never keep I could never keep my life from burning to the ground You think I've learned my lesson, I'm a man who's been around But I could never keep that middle finger down I could never keep (no), I could never keep (no) I could never keep my life from burning to the ground You think I've learned my lesson, I'm a man who's been around But I could never keep that middle finger down

"Vipassana is a science of mind and matter How the mind is influencing the body And later, how the body is influencing the mind" Yesterday? Forget it Tomorrow is? Nada The present is right here, through the breath, watch it Atheist Jesus piece, hangin' on a cross We sit and discuss God on lawn chairs About how we got here What it is, what it isn't, shit Fate versus faith, scrimmaging with coincidence Leave out the marketing, hold up on the business end Focus on the genuine, and everything else, you can shed the skin I was a couple moves away from being dead In that ER overdosing, eyes bleeding red I fell in love, made an album, got a buzz Lost it all, sobered up, and guess what? Now we meet again And now I'm back, finally just laughin' Expectations are resentments waiting to happen Studying the dharma, karma, vipassana practice Bahá'u'lláh, Buddha, God, to the mountaintop and I'm traveling Learning, yes, reflecting on what matters People, impermanence, lack of attachments It's space and time, a couple of man-made distractions The measure of a spirit that no human can ever capture Church, this booth is my Vatican I don't control life, but I can control how I react to it Student of the breath, brick beats and balancin' Desire versus truth until I finally find happiness I was put here to do something before I'm lying in that casket I'd be lying on the beat if I said I didn't know what that is The world's a stage and we play a character, I found him It took me 20-something years and a bunch of shitty soundchecks I'm not gonna be content 'til I find gratitude Regardless of my sales or the record deals they're handing you If the next generation takes our legacy and samples you We'll have a bunch of mp3s and misled kids to pass 'em to I use my veins to create the color I paint from Delve into self 'til my heart becomes my paint brush I told my mama I'm not stoppin' 'til my name's up Thinking those comments on that blog is gonna save us Searchin' for everything but God to validate you Get insecure and then we start blaming the haters Used to look to women to fill a part of me that was vacant Truth, the only thing that I ever used in moderation So I stare into this paper instead of sitting at a cubicle Take all the ugly shit inside and try to make it beautiful Use the cement from rock bottom and make it musical So the people can relate to where I've been Where I'm going, what I've seen, what I've heard From the guts, fuck the glory Just a person on a porch putting it all into recording Many in my past and many that came before me I just keep walkin' my path and blessed to share my story

Could we take this life a little slower than we used to Than we used to Are my eyes More like story tellers of what's past Are my eyes The triggers of a story that won't last Feels in the path of a past storm Emotions of the past got me transformed You're back in the game but summer is over Warn me when the water is getting warmer Could we take this life a little slower than we used to Than we used to Please don't open This old folder Files unspoken So much colder Chills in my back give me fevers Those pictures of the past, is it over? Placed me in a frame, summer is colder Warn me when your skin is getting warmer Can we live this life a little closer like we used to Than we used to Can you open This new folder Files unwritten Let me write them