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    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
    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
    So whether or not you find the answer is really not the plot
    Because giving is receiving
    And seeing is believing
    And the solar system rotates so harmonious and even
    It's perfectly balanced
    Some people say life is about taking chances
    Choices and decisions (Choices and decisions)
    Voices and opinions
    Politics and religion (Politics and religion)
    Clues to the past and cash and keys to the future
    It's a possibility and probability on who's gone execute yo ass
    Some slow and analytical
    Some quick fast on the dash
    Like heads or tails but the heads usually leads the tail
    So I tell my tells from the head cause there embedded inside my cells
    Real quick let me tell bout the fact I do know
    Things'll even out
    You disbelieve or doubt
    Or even shout or leave it in your mouth
    Now, how you gone reason with grandmother nature
    Running mother earth
    Controlled by father time who's the chaser
    It's living and dying homey (Living and dying)
    Laughing and crying dude (Laughing and crying)
    Trying or lying my brother (Trying or lying)
    Walking or flying fool (Walk or fly)
    Now half of you are gone find the time to shine
    The other half gone find crime
    Money, weed, wine
    Til it's to late (Oh nah!) in a disillusion state (It's over man!)
    Of mind (Too late)
    I just found my peace of mind now they want a piece of mine (Too late)
    Too late (Nah man, we closed!)
    In the disillusion state of mind (It's over man!)
    I just found me peace of mind now they want a piece of mine
    The orthodox is the unorthodox
    They just got you on the names the insane
    And the sane are the same
    It's a damn shame
    So many people aim is so lame
    And their gain is so minimal
    Caught up in a subliminal
    With pleasure there's pain
    Is water for the flames?
    The wild and the tame
    The style still remains
    If you use the right side of your brain
    Instead of going against the grain
    You can penetrate the vein
    To the point where what remains
    Is a stain of this universal thang
    That we call Balance, Balance, Balance

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