Luyện nghe bài hát Trying To Find A Balance

They love the of blood
Now I don't know that means, but I know that I mean it
they're as evil as they seem
Or maybe I only look out the window when scenic
"Atmosphere finally a good record."
Yeah right, that shit almost convincing
The last time I felt a contradictive as this
Was the last time we played a show in
"Get real." they me
If only they knew how this life really gets
would stop acting like a silly bitch
They would respect the cock whether or not they in it
Doesn't take much and messed up
Because these people do a lot of simple to impress us
everyone was trying to out-do the last man
I was just a ghost trying to catch some Mrs.
ma'am, would you be interested
In some sexual and emotional investments
See, I'm not insane, in I'm kind of rational
I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?"
East coast, West coast, down South,
Nowadays everybody how to get fresh
give me a big yes (YES!)
God America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it)
Now I'm too up to dance
So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my
You can't your goals if you don't take that chance
So go pry open that trunk and get amps (You know!)

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In the days of Kings and I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh treat me like a leper
You see me back and forth between both
I'm trying to find a
I'm to build a balance

So now I keep a close eye on my
Because make most of they moves off of instinct and sense
It's eat, sleep, in self defense
So straight you can set clocks and place bets
Wait, let's on blind, deaf, dumb, dead
Hustle, maybe a will love what you said
Emcees drag feet across a big naked land
an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of hands
Yeah I got some words, FUCK ALL OF YA'LL!
Stop raps and go play volleyball
Gotta journey the in a hurry
Cause my didn't put enough girls on the jury
Guilty of droppin' these in the city
But I'm innocent, love is the motive that's why killin 'em
of settin' my fire in all fifty
But I'm innocent, it on my equilibrium

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In the days of and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh treat me like a leper
You see me back and forth between both
I'm to find a balance
I'm trying to a balance

I gotta my balance
I find my balance

Now all my are famous
It's either one thing or
They all don't know my name is
Probably know of my brothers
The one is a hard savior
The other's a hard soldier
I'm your next door neighbor
Workin' hard at tryin' to stay
You wait for the car at the
like you know what the pot is
Won't quit till I hit
And you my Golden State goddess