kill peace, in death find peace some kind of release in death find peace please, see me as i sleep visit me in my dreams so i may be at peace your faith
could kill peace, in death find peace some kind of release in death find peace please, see me as i sleep visit me in my dreams so i may be at peace your
baby teeth I'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-D Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks These niggas tellin' out the blue So you hang em off the bridge At
got them with me (alright, we'll see you in a minute) Peace [Break: Classified] We said our goodbyes and see you laters Then pulled up to Jay Bizzy'
and twenty stacks [?] [?] Rest In Peace to SKUMMY this reality not funny rap! You think it's funny till these youngings suck a bunny Pull the jack rabbit
crown with the bloody little holes left riddled in your brow, when it broke open, leaving you out of reach, with a mouthful of love songs scratching at your teeth
plenty Fiends get skinny as if Queens was a Craig Jenny Instead of diet plans it's crack 200 grams I pump a G-pack, peeping for where the D's at It's
I don't want to fight Unless you want to be knocked in the teeth, skank I don't want to beef Don't take it personal, your just another peace of ass
's A Promise We Eating On These Streets Bringing Heat Up On These Beats I Got Carrots In My Teeth Like I'm Eating At A Fleece Hollard At Big Roy Cause
pulling rank, calling shot, I got bank Pass the rock, my hand's hot, hit 'em with the showshotter Peace to my ala mater, Wu-Tang block scholars Never
is stainless lonely and She is too white Like a face in a flashlight with teeth that might bite She is too white Like dice rolling snakeyes in headlights at
Here in this moment the silence is comforting There's no sign of movement At peace with the true divine All that we hope for, all that we call our own
Point blank, I'm pulling rank, calling shot, I got bank Pass the rock, my hand's hot, hit 'em with the showshotter Peace to my ala mater, Wu-Tang block
teeth Know I'm saying, I'll loose your grill A nigga coming down, in the Coupe Deville Looking gravy, looking real throwed I'ma be the nigga, pulling over at
B.I.G.] One two, one two, gonna do it like this WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT We gonna do it like this Anytime
find you Worst thing is walkin' these streets I need clarity, peace and prosperity Is never gon' see, so niggas with beef Niggas bumpin' they gums and teeth
talk it aint eva live it. and niggas who said they wit it said who did it. Get tha fuck outta here, bitch ass nigga. niggaz get fucked at tha county,
