Shy Kevin:
it's the middle class tragedy bourgeois
can't make a withdraw
never gettin any bounty
collecting low income salary
working two jobs so demanding
hold on prepare for the landing
brace for impact as the mans distracting
acting like he doesn't know
extracting the globe with bullshit through they're lobes
hittin on them slopes
caught around the neck its a rope
but that's a no no this ain't back in the days this is present
and now they're laughing at my people like its some kind of joke
knock knock who's there? it's the flow tryin to downsize who they chose cause them guys unfold with control
putting limitations on everything little thing I don't understand
is it just me?
well here's a little demonstration
when in use of intimidation
it only makes it worse
my proposition is this
write a verse if I could do this then id quit work
cause all this pressure be making me a jerk
I wanna make a difference like Simon Birch
like a bird perched I'm doing my research on my next destination
no explanation no expiration
I'm good forever
learning my style attempt to be clever
through earths bad weather I fly away with the help of my feathers

Chorus:
(Fuck) Its the middle class tragedy
(Livin') In the middle class tragedy
(Stuck) Its the middle class tragedy
(Chillin') In the middle class tragedy

Nathanael Blaze:
I'm trynna stay level headed in an earth that always spins
Bourgeoise odds against us were ruled by the one percent
Have us all in cubicles only eating sugar cubes
Social security numbered what is a peasant to do
In the ghetto yo they'll have us all in concentration camps
Fake lottery winnings so we always take a chance
They want us to be educated but not bright
They tell you you got freedom but they got you locked tight
The middle class tragedy is actually happening
Still nobodies panicking they're walking on passively
Born inside the system this is not where I asked to be
Rather be stranded on an island living happily
Endless police brutality, once lost hope in humanity
Slaving and breaking our backs and they get paid handsomely?
What the fuck is that the calamity of the fact
Were chilling in bugs life letting grasshoppers bully us ants
Give me a chance, listen to my words and we can advance
War on drugs? HA! More like war on us
Marijuanas a flower that'll get you locked up
Big brothers giving me a scowl
Hitting me behind these lines like it was a foul
I'll put my life in these bars before I live my life behind bars
Damn the man is reigning like a tropical storm

Chorus:
(Fuck) Its the middle class tragedy
(Livin') In the middle class tragedy
(Stuck) Its the middle class tragedy
(Chillin') In the middle class tragedy