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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

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

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

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

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

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

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 ,

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)

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

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

Juicy

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid

bills got Washington's face?
A lot of cats be frontin'
Mad singles with a 50 on top
L is tryin' to have the city on lock
Peace to Biggie and 'Pac
'cause

and adopted
By the streets but the
Gift he brought with him to this world
Will effect our outlooks on not only
Rap music but on life as well, forever
Forever

to getcha like give me my money
Keeping it real
Making a deal
Fuck how you feel
You know what it is
Unlimited bills unlimited tears unlimited ways of making

All by my myself again
I never been so lost for words
Now I know what I got to convey
Trying to find the inner peace
I'm my worst enemy
At times it's

know she dead wrong,
Thinking bout what she said now my thoughts running long,
By the end of this pain all my feelings all gone,

Picking these bills so

pandemics 'n' vaccines by Bill 'n' George Soros
Just righteous peace 'n' joy on streets paved with gold
We don't know oh
When it's time to go
Whether you go

the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri (what's up?)