Mr. Mix Mr. DJ that beat you play if for me? In the mix mister hop hop back, hop, hop, hop
The somebody dies somebody else is born People are celebrating other people mourn may be home to you but to me it's foreign Even the matador pull the bull by the horns One man's enemy is man's friend One man's is another man's medicine So let us stand, let us sit and let us The changing of the guard, oh, it's so hard to keep it
It's the balance of the scales, it can't be or expelled Soon as somebody lost else prevails Some someone is quiet at the same time yells full or half empty, water in the well It's the half and half the 50, 50 theory Eerie as it may seem, check your beam the half and half hypothesis the 50, 50 theory Eerie as it may seem, check your beam
Now check Balance Beamer with a feather and a rock whether or not you find the answer is really not the See it's like love and (Love and hate) The same emotion weight People love to so I know you know just how this all relates the posa and the negative, mini and mega live Arm a leg a leg an arm by a nigga
Like big and small, and tall Night and day and so on, some people are people just love to get their flow on (They on) So here goes one to on I'ma go on and on and on till the principles are out The scales of justice out Till your memory starts to fade out and your game of is played out Got to out the power don't we?
Balance your Push and pull positions like the moon pulls on the on one foot that's equilibrium Opposites and retract that's a fact, I'm a Libra y'all 180 but not that hot So or not you find the answer is really not the plot (Really not the plot) Because giving is receiving and is believing (And, and) And the solar system rotes so and even It's balanced
Some say life is about taking chances choices and decisions Voices and opinions, politics and Clues the past and and keys to the future It's a possibility and on who's gonna execute yo ass Some slow and analytical, some quick on the dash heads or tails but the head usually leads the tail So I tell my from the head 'Cuz they're embedded my cells
Real quick let me tell you about a fact I know things will out You can disbelieve or doubt or even shout or leave it in mouth 'Cuz how you gone reason wit' grand Nature Running mother controlled by Father Time who's the chaser It's living and dying homey, laughing and dude Trying or lying my brother, walking or fool Now half of you are gone the time to shine The other half gone crime, money weed wine
Till it's to late in a state of mind I found my peace of mind, now they want a piece of mine To late in a disillusion of The is the unorthodox they just got you on the names The insane and the sane are the It's a damn so many people's aim is so lame
And gain is so minimal, caught up in the subliminal It's pleasure and pain, water for the flames, the and the tame The style still remains if you use the side of your brain Instead of against the grain You can penetrate the to the point where What remains is a stain of this universal we call balance, balance