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Trying To Find A Balance lyrics
[Slug]
They love the taste of blood
Now I don t know what that means, but I know that I mean it
Maybe they re as evil as they seem
Or maybe I only look out the window when it s scenic
"Atmosphere finally made a good record."
Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincing
The last time I felt a sinking contradictive as this
Was the last time we played a show in Cinnci
"Get real." they tell me
If only they knew how real this life really gets
They would stop acting like a silly bitch
They would respect the cock whether or not they believed in it
Doesn t take much and that s messed up
Because these people do a lot of simple shit to impress us
While everyone was trying to out-do the last man
I was just a ghost trying to catch some Mrs. Pac-Man
Hello ma am, would you be interested
In some sexual positions and emotional investments
See, I m not insane, in fact I m kind of rational
When I be askin , "Yo, where did all the passion go?"
East coast, West coast, down South, Midwest
Nowadays everybody knows how to get fresh
Somebody give me a big yes (YES!)
God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it)
Now I m too fucked up to dance
So I ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants
You can t achieve your goals if you don t take that chance
So go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!)
[Chorus x2]
In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper
You see me move back and forth between both
I m trying to find a balance
I m trying to build a balance
[Slug]
So now I keep a close eye on my pets
Because they make most of they moves off of instinct and sense
It s eat, sleep, fuck in self defense
So straight you can set your clocks and place bets
Wait, let s prey on blind, deaf, dumb, dead
Hustle, maybe a couple will love what you said
Emcees drag their feet across a big naked land
With an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of hands
Yeah I got some last words, FUCK ALL OF YA LL!
Stop writin raps and go play volleyball
Gotta journey the world in a hurry
Cause my attorney didn t put enough girls on the jury
Guilty of droppin these bombs in the city
But I m innocent, love is the motive that s why you re killin em
Guilty of settin my fire in all fifty
But I m innocent, blame it on my equilibrium
[Chorus x2]
In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper
You see me move back and forth between both
I m trying to find a balance
I m trying to build a balance
I gotta find my balance
I gotta find my balance
[Slug]
Now all my friends are famous
It s either one thing or another
They all don t know what my name is
Probably know both of my brothers
The one is a hard workin savior
The other s a hard workin soldier
I m just your next door neighbor
Workin hard at tryin to stay sober
You wait for the car at the corner
Pretend like you know what the pot is
Won t quit till I hit California
And make you my Golden State goddess
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