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and the weak
But it's your opportunity, never look back when the bills
And the fiends making ways to your peace
I constantly fill up my mind about who I will be

the press just so I lock it
Niggas plugged out the socket
Got the drank no bill Cosby
No Mahmoud put my gloves on punch the dope just like a boxer
Need

when I pay your bills
Maybe these facilities needed correction
Because I was shackled by language before I even reached them cages
My lock masked in

Get you anything you need
When you're happy I'm at peace
Now just come and be my peace baby, please Baby
Im just blowing bills with her
Tryna stack

throat
My pops got it real ‘off the boat’
And he would’ve got a mill, but his boy took a deal with the folks
They still twist their face when I come by

still gettin it for the lease
Don't want 'em round tryna steal my inner peace
No forreal that shit worth mills
Over the stove I'm not concerned with bills

In this world of paper, where stories unfold,
From the crisp green bills to the notebooks I hold.
Lines on the paper, like the bars in my gold,
Ink

give it all back and still be at peace with mine
Money great and all that but what’s more valuable than time
Reminiscing on the days when I was broke

Sick of opening emails
Only seeing bills
Rather be seeing hype offers
Yeah getting offered deals
Sick of rolling average wheels
Sick of trolling

Rest in peace to my nigga Kwon, I wish that I was there
Know I ain’t talk to you the most, they took your life, the shit not fair
Fuck the game, fuck

Pressure on my shoulders, heart's been getting colder
Can't find peace need composure, got 2 sides, no controller
Young but getting older, unless I

Step inside your rage, I don’t feel it
Your ill manifests ret in blood
There will be no peace until the day I’m dust
I’ll watch your ‘paradise’ fall

mine
But hold up (Ay), hold on baby
I've been looking for (Ah)
Looking for-, been lookin' for days
Been looking for peace, lookin' for blood
Looking for

Shawty said she wanted peace okay
(What's that, what's that, what's that)
Know exactly what you need from me
(What's that, what's that, what's that)

Do we really have to burn shit just to get shit
Do we really have to know peeps just to get a shift
Suffering while I'm alive until I Rest In Peace

Olympia, the pieces of you
Ecstasy, in the truth

And if there's really peace for me
Well maybe that's the ODYSSEY
And If I really need to leave
Well maybe

and get some peace
Get some peace and fuck those bitch
Bitch bitch bitch!!
See no see tell no tell
I'm Jumping jumping on my deck
I'm writing on my desk ,

All Black Everything

Lupe Fiasco

Lasers

2011

dies as a old man
Martin Luther King read the eulogy for him
Followed by Bill O'Reilly who read from the Quran
President Bush sends condolences from

ILL Bill and Sicknature spit hatred
All these other cats are dick-faces
I lift trains and throw em at airplanes
Spit flames, switch lanes
My fist

your time
You ain’t gotta say sorry
If you’re always exhausted
You can’t help anybody

Through all the work and the wages
Bills and the tax through all

Kill Switch

DJ Krush

Jyaku

This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes

Sweet Chick

B.J. The Chicago Kid

Oxnard

2018

peace, kid
Yeah, it ain't much, look
Okay, got me a cheap broad
Should be tippin' but she'll be puttin' them dollar bills in her bra
She be cussin' out

the day goes by, Oh Fuck
Yeah, Love and peace man this two words can set you free
I'm at the pulpit can i get an Amen when a young nigga preach
Came from

but I don't make sense
Cause one day it's put the knives down
Or put the peace signs up
The next day I'm at your home instead
All for my pride