of our minds we were just wasting time And you see my friend there is no end Unless you land face down on the ground Chorus: And I need some peace of
out of our minds we were just wasting time And you see my friend there is no end Unless you land face down on the ground Chorus: And I need some peace
flow cause without that flow I wouldn't be Daddy-O So go tell a friend, just who's on your dial And if takes a minute, then I'll stay a while Instead
comes my baby singing like a nightingale Coming my way down along that devastation trail well tell the Lord above she's got a brand of love that cannot fail I'm hanging on to my peace
This lyrical venom I serve a Gone kill 'um at minimal murda Nigga burn some some Stick wit rans dats? that cash Nigga you betta learn some (some some
go head son, be a good little henpecked nigga she know anyway, that's just for respect nigga Chorus Now you sittin' on classified data, a woman betrayed now that's a
about a hot beat, a hot beat Its about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives
no peace That's why I pack my a piece to protect me from the police Cause they wanna kill a nigga But still a nigga moves away a ton Motherfucker come and get some
Had a couple stars up in my sky She was my moon and my sunshine Dude ain't even fly, he just some guy You blamed yourself, I'm done, peace, one [Chorus
up in the tuck Mom say son don't be no fool I'm trying to buy a Bentley, a house on the pool I just want a piece of the American dream But Uncle Sam
on I'm packin weight like nina simone Piano flow It's like a Michaelangelo paintin' a portrait of Maya Angelou And gave it to a sick poet for they antidote
: I believe there's no evil out there we didn't have a hand in You believe it's a time for peace and a time for understanding Some of us believe that
over there and beatboxin over there and MC's over there And hip-hop was like a brand new thing, a brand new culture and everybody wanted to be a part
whats the matter Mr. CEOOOO You can't look in my face and feel my pain yooo Shit give a hood nigga a chance, a nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't
down, ain't no peace until you're gone Play around, with your life playa you won't live long Probably got a vest on, but your thoughts react like a young
son You win some you lose some, it's in the game You win some you lose some (uhh!) that's how it goes son (yeah) You win some you lose some (uhh!) it