[Aceyalone]
Mix the mix master DJ play dat beat
Won't you play it for me
In the mix mister, ha, forward
The second somebody dies somebody else is born
People are celebrating while other people morn
Home may be home to you but to me it's foreign
Even the matador don't pull the bull by the horns
One man's enemy is another man's friend
One man's poison is another man's medicine
So let us sit, let us sit, and let us view
The changing of the guard
So it's so hard to keep it true (so hard to keep it true)
It's the balance of the scales it can't be challenged or expelled
Soon as somebody lost somebody else prevails
Someone is quiet, at the same time someone yells (Yeah, Yeah)
Half full or half empty, water in the well
Chorus
It's the half and half hypothesis, the 50/50 theory
Eerie as it may seem
Check your Balance Beam 2X
Yo check, check
Yo, yo, check your Balance Beam with a feather and a rock
And whether or not your find the answer is really not the plot
See it's like love (love) and hate
The same emotion, different weight (and hate)
People love to hate
So I know you know just how this all relates
It's the posa- and the nega-tive
Mini and the mega live
Arm a leg a leg a arm headed by a nigga
Like big and small or short and tall
Night and day and so on
Some people are bashful
Some people just love to get they flow on (love to get they flow on)
So here goes one to grow on
I'm a go on and on and on
Til the principles are laid out (and on)
The scales of justice weighted out (and on)
Til your memory starts to fade out (and on)
And your game of life is played out
Got to balance out the power don't we?
Balance your emotions
Push and pull positions like the moon pulls on the ocean
Balance on one foot that's equilibrium
Opposites attract and retract that's a fact
I'm a Libra ya'll
180 degrees but not that hot
