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Balanced (Quarter Inch Jack)


my AP nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater right
and what about Tupac 
my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy 
I'm
I'm a bust my shit 
Scary niggas in your click ain't prepare for this 
Double eye slugs and twelve gauge think this 
Hit em with the AP 9 or the M 1
and what about Tupac 
my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy 
I'm
???? ???? California, I'm best ta warn ya you'll end up like Freddy 
Fuckin' with my 'fetti, we mobbin' three-deep in Chevy 
AP-9, Bo and I rider, we
or die, nigga 
Nine's nigga's time's tickin' when I blow your mind, nigga 
Call me AP-9, nigga, boogie's when we rhyme, nigga 
I hit the block and have
to make that mail
Day by day livin'
An nobody don't want no static
A-P 9 in the attic
Five stripes, I'm wreckin' traffic
Pullin' a G daily
Watch how I
An offering of reasons
(To) put them all in play
A covering of treasons
That one by one we let slip away

A solitary dancer
So lost upon her
a passer-by
(I'm falling again)
He wanted to see some evidence
(I'm falling again)
That he could really fly

Balanced on the edge only time could tell
to run
Distance ourselves 
By the balanced crops of thought 
Till the field
No where to run
You were never there

The oceanside 
Is being torn down
The radius of your heart
Multiplied by the girl you are
Divided by the man I can be
Equals perfect symmetry
The circumference of your waist
Is
space
And you wish the man you ran against could be there in your place
It gets lonely in the White House when you've been attacked
By the loyal
unpredictable no reason nor rhyme
Worse than the hours in a day
We seem to remember a well balanced time
Or was it always this way
[Chorus]
Hot to cold
Too
By red hot iron.
By passages in books.
A balanced hatchet.

A suspended ring or the mode of laughing
Pebbles drawn from a heap
One of these
Nine bowls of soup are balanced on the end of a rake
On an ichthyosaur's head
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Oh good, none of them spilled

Please can I have
keeping balanced scales
All the stars hiding demigods
In the void axis expands
Universal death horizon
Lead: Smyth, Lead: Peterson

Displacement time
The misunderstood law of connection
A fusion taken for granted

The process of creation 
Led by destruction
Destroying to conquer 
A must to survive
Growing up in small town hell
They bide their time till the dinner bell
Take a swing with a bag, and they wait
By the school gate

All this pushin'
Standing on the empty bridge 
Watching river's waves go by 
Feeling mellow, lighting a cigarette 
Silver moon floats through the night 

Eris,
diffract the rainbow
White light is all she sees
Veiled by her life's illusion
With pieces of a broken dream

Sometimes the pressure gets too much to bear
that the
Richness of life is so easy to multiply,
Just by throwing away all the thoughts that keep us
From learning to now the personality, that lives
To climb to the stars
Balanced just on one knee.
Look out your window and see,
Look out your window and see.
The clown chases spotlights,
The bear faces hot
Oh, it's a simple equation of good versus bad
The terror of knowing all that we've had
Has to be paid for in the long run
Books balanced justice
The dead will take the reign
Blessed by the guns

City of God

Crawling deep into your soul
A life that fades away
Balanced on the edge of scorn
For
Deep inside a malignant world
A fight is starting to merge
Two symbols, two nations
Divided yet they are one!
Balanced between fear and
Pride,