Fractions

Dark days where I think I'm trying to find my talents Where the pain from the ink is satisfied by the palette Yang to the yin I'm trying to find a balance where the Pain from within is satisfied by my talent As a journalist, I've come to this fork in the road Do we deliver what you want or what's within our soul? Do we deliver what we think you need Or do we just deliver what you paid for and continue on this broken road? I don't know, but I know that I need to change something But if I cease to exist at my death, I'll change nothing The sacrifice has got me feeling like a victim of prerogative Inside of a cycle serving the same function But I'm just a fraction of the story lacking fiction All these authors of fables'll say that I'm the hater Still the power of an army in an organism Numerator calling out to the denominator - Fractions . [x2] Yo.. There's a reason the EQ always begins the chain There's a reason deceit and lies'll begin the pain There's a reason the needle had laid within the vein And trust the only constant is change, so he'll never be the same You won't believe how ruthless motherfuckers is for fame Until you find a knife inside your back that's branded with your name You won't believe how ruthless motherfuckers is with dames Until she spills her heart across your floor in each and every way Not not guilty, but I know that ya'll feel me Drop top, springtime - but it's fall chilly Not caught, bing time couldn't stop this grind Just as long as I know that ya'll niggas all with me - Percentage is forever two atop fifty You could pick a variety, but it's all piffy Playin' hop skotch dealers for the pot crop's on some twenty ten shit Next level - ya'll feel me? Fractions . [x2]