The Balance by KeilyN Lyrics
[Verse 1: KeilyN]
Give me the microphone first, I'll have your girl rocking within seconds
Yet to cop a necklace but it's all about progression
I ain't concerned about what I ain't earned
Got a problem with authority that's something I learned
Got the trait from my granddad, never let my pants sag
Taught me listen good never speak out of turn
And never buy a broad a handbag, you better invest that cash
Start seeking something that you never done had
Like some decor, Rolex, penthouse, a Corvette
I'm seeing it clearer, adjusting my codecs
I mix the righteous with the ratchet, homie sue me
And once I'm on don't be acting like you knew me
Spreading rumors telling people it's a new me
I heard that rap is war then I'm spitting like an Uzi
And though I'm non violent, temper still silent
KeilyN young Libra trying to find some type of balance
[Interlude: Dick Cavett + Evil Knievel]
(Do you think about God?)
Well, of course I do
I flirt with my life so much, every month
Two or three times a month, that of course I'm a .....
[Verse 2: KeilyN]
You see I'm known around the town to rock the fresh gear
Talking bout the stuff that you ain't trying to wear till next year
I flex; yeah, but ain't trend-setting
I sit up for my pride, then I bench press it
Still repping for my city when I'm out of town
Where everybody trying to ball but they out of bounds
So get a clue homie, figure out what you gone do
Stepping over doubters do them like Tyrone Lue
People always tried to tell me what I can't do
I don't care about statistics cause they just ain't true
Talking about you got ambition but that just ain't new
Well at least not me I was made to succeed
Hope you fall to ya knees, the presence of a king
Pharaoh; swear I'm such a godsend like De Niro
So peep the score dog I'm winning by a c-note
Lies televised, hope you gearing up your Tivo
And even Mayweather couldn't fight this
Never trust a man with a watch on his right wrist
[Outro: Evil Knievel]
To be a performer, to be the only one in the world
And to take pride in what I'm doing, which I do
Drives me and keeps me going I'm certain of that
However, to do it and do it well it got to be such an obsession with me
Because there has been some disbelievers, the few that have not believed in me
Will look one day in the mirror and say. "I didn't even have enough guts to believe, what that guy could really do
Give me the microphone first, I'll have your girl rocking within seconds
Yet to cop a necklace but it's all about progression
I ain't concerned about what I ain't earned
Got a problem with authority that's something I learned
Got the trait from my granddad, never let my pants sag
Taught me listen good never speak out of turn
And never buy a broad a handbag, you better invest that cash
Start seeking something that you never done had
Like some decor, Rolex, penthouse, a Corvette
I'm seeing it clearer, adjusting my codecs
I mix the righteous with the ratchet, homie sue me
And once I'm on don't be acting like you knew me
Spreading rumors telling people it's a new me
I heard that rap is war then I'm spitting like an Uzi
And though I'm non violent, temper still silent
KeilyN young Libra trying to find some type of balance
[Interlude: Dick Cavett + Evil Knievel]
(Do you think about God?)
Well, of course I do
I flirt with my life so much, every month
Two or three times a month, that of course I'm a .....
[Verse 2: KeilyN]
You see I'm known around the town to rock the fresh gear
Talking bout the stuff that you ain't trying to wear till next year
I flex; yeah, but ain't trend-setting
I sit up for my pride, then I bench press it
Still repping for my city when I'm out of town
Where everybody trying to ball but they out of bounds
So get a clue homie, figure out what you gone do
Stepping over doubters do them like Tyrone Lue
People always tried to tell me what I can't do
I don't care about statistics cause they just ain't true
Talking about you got ambition but that just ain't new
Well at least not me I was made to succeed
Hope you fall to ya knees, the presence of a king
Pharaoh; swear I'm such a godsend like De Niro
So peep the score dog I'm winning by a c-note
Lies televised, hope you gearing up your Tivo
And even Mayweather couldn't fight this
Never trust a man with a watch on his right wrist
[Outro: Evil Knievel]
To be a performer, to be the only one in the world
And to take pride in what I'm doing, which I do
Drives me and keeps me going I'm certain of that
However, to do it and do it well it got to be such an obsession with me
Because there has been some disbelievers, the few that have not believed in me
Will look one day in the mirror and say. "I didn't even have enough guts to believe, what that guy could really do