Lyrics:
Put up or shut up
Peace to the original what up
Back to the motherland
Where it's warmer, transformer
Kill the informer
I hear em talkin creepin
But I'm
Put up or shut up
Peace to the original what up
Back to the motherland
Where it's warmer, transformer
Kill the informer
I hear em talkin creepin
But I'm
She drove South I-95 straight through Carolina
She didn't use no damn map to find her way
She pulled off on a state route just north of Charlotte
you remember
From the bed to the wall
On the floor by the fireplace?
I know you remember
On the truck, couldn't wait
So we got off on the garden
kept a heartland for them white girls on magic garden
Light skin, chubby and shit
Ran my mama's phone bill for callin' Biggs Biggs Biggs
The old
A place a man could settle down and stay
But the police at the state line beat him black and blue
Left him lyin' by the roadside with the dust bowl
God
Peace be still, peace be still, make a move
And I'll have to hurt ya, dog
If I got the time, then I'm a repent that
The devil wanna make me murda
with God.
Peace be still, peace be still, make a move,
And I'll have to hurt ya, dog.
If I got the time, then I'm a repent that.
The devil want
Oh, oh, oh, ha, ha
You know what this is right? This the real hip hop
None of that watered down shit you used to
Rest in peace Big L, rest in peace
blind?
In the name of who you'll find
A city of souls dying for peace
Welcome to the belly of the beast
One mind, one voice
Welcome to the belly
even be here
You'd be past tense
And that's how it goes
"Oh she took all your money?"
Oh that's how she hoes
It started with Eve in the garden
The devil
that it's a part of me, but I'm sick of feeling negative // 'Peace' - in some state of mind - has all the answers, but we will always find our way back
a piece of my puzzle now
Through the years I found peace in my struggle now
(Who'se to blame for the state I'm in - Yours truly
I play my cards but somehow
killed by a white man
I'm in the garden with the roses
Cup full of oceans, Backwoods smoking
Rare rocks on my fingers
Feeling like a young prince
[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Prodigal Sunzini)]
(It's beautiful God, love it as peace
Let's just get out together, man
In this hard world, I'm just
As the one in the town to make history
Soon you will be missin' me
Caught in a bind
Broken state of mind
Fell behind
This life sucks it ain't so kind
Not my
much higher
Your light burn bright for years
I’ve seen love I’ve seen peace
So we must choose to give joy
To all of the people that we meet
This is how
It's smoke and mirrors
It's always like this
We have to show our fears
We must find Peace
A peace of mind
A state of bliss
No man is left behind
Wanted to go out of state
But that shit it wasn't cheap
City keep on stalking me
I can't find no outer peace
Problems they was stalking me
Couldn't find no
the peace that I want, please
Come feed it to me, please
This the end of me having dreams
I ain't goin go into details
But this had me on bail
On bail
on my wrist
Life on the other to focus
When everything's going to shit in the end
I find a state of mind in which I can depend
Oh way oh, way oh, way oh,
focus, state of mind
'Cause you know we bringing it back, and you know we don't slack!
(AND UP DOWN!)
I'm in the race, my own pace, I'm on a mission
To be filled with peace
And not with haste
You must become filled with grace
You will find the way
To a perfect day
No matter what people say
lie awake so restless
It's not worth the stress to not know and guess
When my mental state's defenseless
Just let me sleep in peace
No comfort in these
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