charles hamilton - balance inquiry lyrics
there was a genie at the bottom of a henny bottle. i followed that model. i swallowed and i swaddled until i could no longer follow. she granted me wishes: a family, anarchy from these b-tches and, d-mn, these riches. and i had to choose the wishes that i would live with. the rules and the dishes that i was hiding from my mama when i broke in the kitchen. the dope that i’m hitting didn’t have me quoting and listening. so i just want to move to the groove while you’re listening, hoping this sh-t is dope
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you got to be amazed. the prophecy is not to be sold. not even to be put on the stove and distributed it to the block, while n-gg-s just listen to hot sh-t. what’s hot isn’t gossip. what’s hot is what i live with. non-stop with a pilot driving my fitted into the sky, and above it. i gotta love it. somehow it’s not a budget. a lot of love given but i am not tolerating nothing wack. i put up with all, because i don’t know who f-cks with it at all. so i’m stuck like a face up against the wall
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i’ve been discouraged, malnourished, pure as i can get. not girl-ing, on top of the world and it’s swirling. my curls have been cut. kind of like my girlfriend when i’m not around, by herself. i’ve got to clown. i’ve cause a deep inflection, a depression. i need this to be a lesson. either that or i need to stop receiving my stress as a blessing. regardless, i got to live. even if i can spit hot, hip-hop isn’t as positive as what i give
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