[Intro]
And there's no moral to the story
Read the lines in between
'Cause that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Chorus 1]
When you balance life on a triple beam
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Chorus 2]
I turn a gram to an eight ball
An eight to a brick
The violence in my life
Was a measuring stick
And there's no moral to the story
Read the lines in between
'Cause that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Verse 1]
I used to dream about the end
And when it would come
Drug dealers die young at the end of a gun
Powders on the triple beam
Girls around my neck
No money?
Well... she could always pay with sex
Bikers tried to front me 30 grand worth of shit
Knew that if I took it, I'd never get out of this
What the fuck am I doing with amphetamines?
But that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Chorus 1]
When you balance life on a triple beam
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Chorus 2]
I turn a gram to an eight ball
An eight to a brick
The chaos in my life
Was a measuring stick
And there's no moral to the story
Read the lines in between
'Cause that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Verse 2]
My dealer trusted nobody
Make you take a test
See if you would rat him out
Or stab him in the chest
He'd make you suck the glass dick
Called it "dragon's breath"
Smoke a giant hit of speed
Prove you weren't the feds
Your heart would beat so fast
Before your eyes, life flashed
Ain't easy to make cash
Living off of meth
It's a paranoid world
Violent and mean
But that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Chorus 1]
When you balance life on a triple beam
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Chorus 2]
I turn a gram to an eight ball
An eight to a brick
The party and the money
Girls suckin' my dick
And there's no moral to the story
Read the lines in between
'Cause that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Bridge 1]
Paranoid, the gun is loaded
Nose destroyed and mind corroded
Rival dealers want me broken
If I sleep, it's with one eye open
[Post-Bridge]
Woah, go!
[Bridge 2]
They call it crank, speed, rosebud
Methamphetamine
They call it crank, ice, bathtub
Methamphetamine
[Post-Bridge]
Fuck...
[Verse 3]
At the ampm, Shattuck and 51st
1:30 in the morning, streets at their worst
My buddy started a fight
Some dude by the pumps
These Black girls strolled up
To watch 'em take their lumps
Three cars rolled up, fifteen dudes rolled out
"You fuckin' with our girls?"
(Mouth running like a spout)
I threw the first punch, nose broke on my rings
Now I'm fighting four dudes
And my head's starting to ring
Somebody screamed, "Stop, he's got a knife, run!"
Not everybody listened, all of us were drunk
As I turned my head, I saw my friend's knife blade
Murder in his eyes, the devil in his veins
[Verse 4]
He swung at the first, but then he missed
Second one got lucky, third one took a hit
The fourth one got caught
And this time, he wasn't missing
Teeth grit down, survival of the fittest
And he stabbed him, and he stabbed him
And he stabbed him again
Kill that motherfucker
Let him never breathe again
And there's no moral to the story
Read the lines in between
'Cause that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Chorus 1]
When you balance life on a triple beam
Come on
Oh, when you balance life
[Chorus 2]
I turn a gram to an eight ball
An eight to a brick
The violence and the bloodshed
Is making me sick
And there's no moral to the story
Read the lines in between
But that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple beam
[Outro]
When you balance life on a triple beam
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