Story behind the song
At the time I wrote this I was down, I got REAL FUCKED UP, drank half a bottle, drove to a hotel and drank a half Bottle of Vodka, bottles of beer and shit. That night was like Fuck the WORLD, in turn 'Middle Finger to the Lord' to the point everyone was concerned and shit, so I wrote this the next day. I didn't want this to be too serious but at the same time I didn't want this to be taken too lightly, because I've had tracks like that, wanted a different feel with this one. So, I packed the meat in the middle, second verse and kept that seriousness through the third.
The Jay-Z chorus kinda happened by accident, I wasn't sure if he said "Middle Finger to the Lord" or "Middle Finger to the Law", I'm pretty sure it's the later, but I wanted it to be 'to the Lord' to create a more powerful statement, so the way he said "Law" and went to his next word was so fast that it made it sound like "Lord".
Lyrics
[Chorus (Jay-Z Sample)]
Middle, Middle, Middle Finger to the Lord
Middle, Middle, Middle Finger to the Lord
Middle, Middle, Middle Finger to the Lord
Grip, Grip, Grippin' My Balls
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[Verse 1](0:23)
I keep sinnin', I'm-a get hit by a strike of lightnin'
and fall on my ass quicker than a Mike Tyson,
In my mind, the devil is alive and risin',
so I catch more dirt than what's inside a Dyson,
fightin', strikin', tryin' to escape this nightmare,
Laughin' at anyone explainin' how life's fair,
I support other rappers but I'm no hype man,
slight stance lookin' for a one night stand,
Drugs in the hoodie, knife in my pants,
plus I just stole a seat at God's right hand,
Pipe down it might sound sacreligious,
I rap hot so when a track drops ya have ta get it,
a mack with this, I'm what emaculate is,
feel a pimp, tilted brim witta hat that's fitted,
Girls, pass the digits, fingered 'til the morn',
Grippin' my balls, middle finger to the Lord
[Chorus (Jay-Z)] x2
[Verse 2]
I can't blame God, it aint easy to put up with me,
but it's like he sent me here just to fuck with me,
and I'm scared of livin', nevermind death,
I got suicide on the mind inside my head,
Insecurities hold me down, I think I got em today,
Fuck The World as I drink my problems away,
and 'cause I was once open, makin' dudes laugh,
They tried to put me in a box & screw the latch,
but like a fast-food worker, I broke out,
I won't cope now, it's bottled up and closed now,
smoke I choke over, stop laughin', the jokes over,
Can't wait for class reunion, I miss the cold shoulder,
I anticipate death, suicide or brief pass,
Savin' up acappella's & unreleased tracks,
I hate this, nobody waitin' for Trace to spit,
I'm fuckin' 20 years old and still aint shit,
[Chorus (Jay-Z)] x2
[Verse 3]
So curse, swerve the bird til ya ring snaps,
I'm fucked I drive drunk drinkin' cognac,
Stay outta way, ya outta pray I think not act,
'Cause when I'm drunk, anything's snatched,
Spring back with the shrubs and grass out,
I'm on route, drinkin' a bottle til its half-out,
Now every bitch packed in the club, ass out,
Trace is in the back of the club, passed out,
I black out and lose it, I don't know how I do this,
Ask my old neighborhood, I'm a nuisance,
A loose sense, two lens missin' better days
wakin' up and not remembering yesterday,
I'm outta control, they holdin' my head straight,
But it's kinda hard when you're dead weight,
Sittin' in puke, vodka straight, I'm sippin' it all,
Middle finger to the Lord, grippin' my balls,
[Chorus (Jay-Z)] x2
