Plain Pat - Balance lyrics

[Intro: Sample from [?]] [?] You force me to use God's sk**s against you [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] Brothers will ice pick you for a food stamp booklet I walk a straight path, smile crooked Fiends in the Alley like Bookman The good times seem so gone when you stand over caskets looking Out of boredom, I taught myself to make bombs I learned that hot lead keeps the snakes calm In the k**ing fields, I'm strapped with the 23rd Psalm Alert when the trees blazed like the Viet Cong Dirty street signs make me want to release 9s And flash middle fingers instead of peace signs (Please, please) Keep a swan at a distance—the beef closing “Dressed in all black like The Omen” - Lil' Kim on Puff Daddy's "It's All About the Benjamins (Remix).” Head swollen The results: dice rolling, running wild, mouth foaming Controlling this land slowly, clips on and still showing The fear, son? Might get the point from a spear gun My Jackets is Full Metal—you wanna wear one? Mind state in a place (Come on) where the great dare come (Come on) My mind state in a place (Come on) where the great dare come (Come on) [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] I tote L's, polly on life and d**h I can't be alright/all right (Why?)—there would be no left Deal equal—bring new life and k** people You gotta be good when it's evil Make liars believe you ‘til blind people see through Deaf heads heed you, gun tongue speak truth I tote L's, polly on life and d**h I can't be alright/all right (Why?)—there would be no left Deal equal—bring new life and k** people You gotta be good when it's evil [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] The cypher's ill—go hold your seat on a Ferris wheel (Watch out) Balance the scale. The other day, I did something ill for real Ate pork then drank spring water distilled Things switched up—bubblegum feet stand still I'm the last piece of love in your heart The anger dark from the start Big-puzzle rap—I'm just playing my part I write light to escape the dark, but it's still here I don't give a f**, but I still care Greedy ones share riches, stairs become stitches Depicting vision—I'm getting better at the sick sh** Some say I got the illest, most nasty flow But I'm the sun—you don't have to gas me, yo I ship kis/keys, mail Swizz Beatz a Casio Get serious, in fact, like Jim Carrey jokes Do the knowledge, inspect my truth—I'm sincere The shadow of the circle is a square So I don't care if your brain is pierced with purple hair I'm from the essence. Be easy or you'll get sent there [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] I tote L's, polly on life and d**h I can't be alright/all right (Why?)—there would be no left Deal equal—bring new life and k** people You gotta be good when it's evil Make liars believe you ‘til blind people see through Deaf heads heed you, gun tongue speak truth I tote L's, polly on life and d**h I can't be alright/all right (Why?)—there would be no left Deal equal—bring new life and k** people You gotta be good when it's evil [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] King in the ring on some diamond sh**. Rhyming quick, I switch directions Some lust, self-combust—just read expression Major league, make it hard to breath, bloody your fatigues Study your sneeze and think how I'll bless you—“Degrees” In the morning, I choke L's, then brush my teeth f** fighting—most heads get snuffed with heat The k**ing fields. Unconceal plots for real Blocks is hot like the average cop shot plot In junior high, my people brought guns to school f** the rules—the mentality was “Buck the blues!” And don't get suspending blowing smoke, burning incense Some got married to a life sentence—no repentance The murder incidents is endless, d**h is business The best defense is the fences. No coincidences ba*tards cla**ic like Vlasic Pickles Bad habits get you blasted with ma**ive missiles If cash is the issue, in the grave, stash it with you (Take you) Under that stone with your first, middle, and last initial [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] I tote L's, polly on life and d**h I can't be alright/all right (Why?)—there would be no left Deal equal—bring new life and k** people You gotta be good when it's evil Make liars believe you ‘til blind people see through Deaf heads heed you, gun tongue speak truth I tote L's, polly on life and d**h I can't be alright/all right (Why?)—there would be no left Deal equal—bring new life and k** people You gotta be good when it's evil