Family Business Workplace Conflict Resolution

Probably my favorite song from the album. Just the hook itself is sick. This whole album is sick. Here are the lyrics to the track. If you think some of the lyrics are wrong, feel free to comment.

Chorus:
Got me stuck up in the middle see
Even though you niggas ain’t feelin me
Still keep an eye on my enemies
Tryin to get up into my business, They What?

We in this thang and willin to bust (oh, oh, oh)
Surrounding me in this game and still can’t get touched

Coldhard:
I takes pride into my problems now
Can I sing the song, but what I need to do
Is let myself know I’m above them all (all)
Tall (tall) Big (big) Small (small)
Extreme pressure making my enemy fall
Because of my mass confusion breaking you into delusions
Of my rhyme and style, I’m Buck, I’m Wild
I’m a vipa, disciple, vicious, type of nigga
However you figure, to pull the trigga.
Its cool cuase I’m gonna deal with you fool
It ain’t no fair cause there ain’t no rules.
And time after time I’m a have to keep telling ya’ll
You making a nigga snap and there ain’t nobody scared of ya’ll
And if you thinking in your mind that the Conflict is a bitch
I know you better bring some heaters, cause we ain’t the ones that is
Cause we handle our business shit!!

Chorus: 2X
Got me stuck up in the middle see
Even though you niggas ain’t feelin me
Still keep an eye on my enemies
Tryin to get up into my business, They What?

Never:
A lot of ya’ll been hatin on Flict, but we just too Crucial to trip
Even though you’ve been waitin on this
We were on another zone straight rocket shippin
A lot of ya’ll tried to get in our biz,
You wasn’t feelin why we disappeared
But we had to get outta the box (Poof!) straight David Copperfield
Got little, got low, get away from my enemies
Took a flight to another galaxy
Coldhard, Never, Wild, Kilo Crucon ended up in a twine
And combined, in the middle we blaze
Lookin at the way that things had changed
Got me stuck in a daze, niggas surrounded me in the game
Thinking that a nigga won’t bang and beatin’em up
We don’t lean back, Brother we raise’em up
Got’em on a track like pimp gone stretch it up
We go our way out whether we buckwild’n up
So high (high) I’m burnin up
Still keep an open eye wide for spies
Talkin bout “They don’t feel us” They What?
Got us stuck up in the middle, see Crucial Conflict back at ya’ll

Kilo:
I always knew I’ll be famous, grew up with pimps and bangas
Maybe cause I get them thangs, hush!
I put it on the trigga and rearrange ya’l
They say Chicago, the name, Us
We Buckwild so they can’t tame us,
Get up on the real and not the lamers
Hoes on the tip can’t blame us.
Had a real freaky I can aim in the butt
She told me to hit her in the anus
Oh, she dangerous. Hail the life of an entertainer!!
What up Kilo? Can’t complain bro..
Been livin on the paper, what a gain for me,
Just tell me why you trippin? What you came for?
A 4.5 slug in your brains son!
Don’t bother me with no strangers
I live in constant danger!
Flict will show that anger, stay out my business
Before I change ya’ll

Chourus:
Got me stuck up in the middle see
Even though you niggas ain’t feelin me
Still keep an eye on my enemies
Tryin to get up into my business, They What?

We in this thang and willin to bust (oh, oh, oh)
Surrounding me in this game and still can’t get touched

Wildstyle:
Don’t get too close cause I might pull it
Tryin to run up on me mayn thinking that I wouldn’t
Do shit, We could do this right here right now homie ought to get dealt with
Right quick, if I got to I’m a clap you
Bustin back at you with a pen or the fo’ fifth
Comin after you, actin a fool like a nigga with an attitude!!!
If I got to get at you, its on! So give it up,
Once I hit’em with this music I’m a kill’em with the rhythm ain’t no gettin up
Even if I’m stuck up in the middle I’m a shoot my way out buck a muthafucka on the ground if a nigga’s up!!!!
Back to back with a track I’m a snap with a rap and attack you wack new jacks.
Why you wanna playa hate on us,
Thinkin I’m a let you niggas take my dust
So if you don’t wanna see me on my feet
Too late for that now we Blowed Up!!
Trying to be cool with you fools
Thought you knew we was through,
Breakin the rules, now your times up
And it’s finna go down once again, cause we ready for the world
And I got my amunition, it’s the Conflict bringin the biz
So forget it, if you want some, come on wit it?

Chorus:

Duration : 0:4:28

Recommended Reading

• Conflict in Workplace: Your Good People Quit
• Do You Have an Innovative Organization?
• Do You Earnestly Believe That It’s The Apparent Workplace Conflict That’s Derailing Your Company’s Sales?
• What do you think you’re worth?
• The Complete Guide to Conflict Resolution in the Workplace

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