The Scales by Thaione Davis Lyrics
Thaione Davis - “The Scales”
[Emcee(s): Thaione Davis]
[Producer(s): The Geaux]
[Scratches: The Geaux]
[Verse 1: Thaione Davis]
Back all in this shit, time still critical
Grind mode pressure. More pain, the more physical
Sharpen my scopes—now the sights, they’re more pivotal
Never been abused by the substance. Now if they
Wanna puff shit, I puff shit, pass it on
Told ‘em my legend orchestrated, internationally known
Do it for skaters and the boppers from Grenada to the tropics
We the prophets of the ghetto, ripping mics and heavy metal
Man, listen. I keep a tight lip about the mission
‘Cause you never know who snaking or who clicking. Take ‘em for
Commission, move delicate, everything relevant
No fingerprints, testimony, alibis, or evidence
Walking anonymous, what you accomplish
Is nothing. Eat ‘em up, stovetop stuffing
Off the platter, niggas better start thinking ‘fore they chatter
Commence, now go and hang your life on the fence. Come on
[Hook: Thaione Davis]
‘Cause we’re just living life on the fence, tipping
The scale, blowing smoke ‘cause, if all else fails
From out the bottom of the barrel to the top of the hills
Don’t let ‘em test ya, don’t you never fall for the pressure, yo
We’re just living life on the fence, tipping
The scale, blowing smoke ‘cause, if all else fails
From out the bottom of the barrel to the top of the hills
Don’t let ‘em test ya, don’t you never fall for the pressure, yo
[Verse 2: Thaione Davis]
Been doing this steady with my fair share of foolishness
Ready for the title. Pass the crown, they abusing it
Qualified professional, that’s how I’m moving shit
You ain’t gotta know what I touch. 24/7
Ain’t enough time to discuss the motivation
When they popping off shorties, can’t flinch—hesitation, that’s
A no-no. My city death toll mostly coco
Feel like all of the leaders and the dreamers in a chokehold
Balance, and you can tell that shit to Yoko Ono
Structure got me smoking Gold Acapulco
Flexing, put one in the air, we going loco
I told ‘em we was serious—that’s why the fucking skin glow
Attack fig-a-ments, black from the tenements
I max benefits, taxing their penmanship
Ninety-nine weeks of enjoyment, first-class
Politics, regulations, and unemployment
Poison running through my veins, got me centerstage
Losing my religion to the fame. Feel like Eddie Kane
Tipping the scales. Ringing the bells, we got better bang
Bop for your dollar, worldwide blue-collar shit
[Hook: Thaione Davis]
‘Cause we’re just living life on the fence, tipping
The scale, blowing smoke ‘cause, if all else fails
From out the bottom of the barrel to the top of the hills
Don’t let ‘em test ya, don’t you never fall for the pressure, yo
We’re just living life on the fence, tipping
The scale, blowing smoke ‘cause, if all else fails
From out the bottom of the barrel to the top of the hills
Don’t let ‘em test ya, don’t you never fall for the pressure, yo
[Emcee(s): Thaione Davis]
[Producer(s): The Geaux]
[Scratches: The Geaux]
[Verse 1: Thaione Davis]
Back all in this shit, time still critical
Grind mode pressure. More pain, the more physical
Sharpen my scopes—now the sights, they’re more pivotal
Never been abused by the substance. Now if they
Wanna puff shit, I puff shit, pass it on
Told ‘em my legend orchestrated, internationally known
Do it for skaters and the boppers from Grenada to the tropics
We the prophets of the ghetto, ripping mics and heavy metal
Man, listen. I keep a tight lip about the mission
‘Cause you never know who snaking or who clicking. Take ‘em for
Commission, move delicate, everything relevant
No fingerprints, testimony, alibis, or evidence
Walking anonymous, what you accomplish
Is nothing. Eat ‘em up, stovetop stuffing
Off the platter, niggas better start thinking ‘fore they chatter
Commence, now go and hang your life on the fence. Come on
[Hook: Thaione Davis]
‘Cause we’re just living life on the fence, tipping
The scale, blowing smoke ‘cause, if all else fails
From out the bottom of the barrel to the top of the hills
Don’t let ‘em test ya, don’t you never fall for the pressure, yo
We’re just living life on the fence, tipping
The scale, blowing smoke ‘cause, if all else fails
From out the bottom of the barrel to the top of the hills
Don’t let ‘em test ya, don’t you never fall for the pressure, yo
[Verse 2: Thaione Davis]
Been doing this steady with my fair share of foolishness
Ready for the title. Pass the crown, they abusing it
Qualified professional, that’s how I’m moving shit
You ain’t gotta know what I touch. 24/7
Ain’t enough time to discuss the motivation
When they popping off shorties, can’t flinch—hesitation, that’s
A no-no. My city death toll mostly coco
Feel like all of the leaders and the dreamers in a chokehold
Balance, and you can tell that shit to Yoko Ono
Structure got me smoking Gold Acapulco
Flexing, put one in the air, we going loco
I told ‘em we was serious—that’s why the fucking skin glow
Attack fig-a-ments, black from the tenements
I max benefits, taxing their penmanship
Ninety-nine weeks of enjoyment, first-class
Politics, regulations, and unemployment
Poison running through my veins, got me centerstage
Losing my religion to the fame. Feel like Eddie Kane
Tipping the scales. Ringing the bells, we got better bang
Bop for your dollar, worldwide blue-collar shit
[Hook: Thaione Davis]
‘Cause we’re just living life on the fence, tipping
The scale, blowing smoke ‘cause, if all else fails
From out the bottom of the barrel to the top of the hills
Don’t let ‘em test ya, don’t you never fall for the pressure, yo
We’re just living life on the fence, tipping
The scale, blowing smoke ‘cause, if all else fails
From out the bottom of the barrel to the top of the hills
Don’t let ‘em test ya, don’t you never fall for the pressure, yo