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and told everyone it’d be fine
So—Rest the souls of everyone else inside of the heli
Zubayan, Mauser, the Chesters and Altobellis
Rest in Peace
When we came

Death row, that's for these niggas, I'ma hit 'em up
Makaveli, it's All Eyez on Me
Pinkie rings, it's still M-O-B (M-M-M-Maybach Music)

I been tryin',

molded Me to a different beast

I was surrounded by dealers and fiends

F- do you mean

Music the way I find my peace
You don't bleed how I bleed
But f- it

catch this train
Up past sunrise, now I'm restless, blue skies fucking with my brain
Time is ticking like the clock, I'm still held up by delays
Body

by yeah
People call me head strong I wanna be Armstrong getting high
(Yeah)
Fuck up out my way bitch
I'm up in my spaceship
Getting high (Yeah)
I just

Scenes from the Mind

MC Serch

Return of the Product

1992

club, yabba dabba doo dud
You can make the fattest record yo, and still be crud
Brothers want to keep you in the heart where the home is
Where the dome is

mine
Go head I wanna battle tide with you
Oh lady, I wanna talk about your peace sign
She hit the bell when she said she couldn't be mind
I still wanna

of known now I’d be selling up them 1/8th slabs
I’m Certified by the state, to toke two dabs and to take day naps
Ill tell you it’s the release tingles slips

shits
My ass be flowing
Like I took a laxative
Look how imaginative
That little Richard be
Look at how they reaching b
Stretch Armstrong
How they getting

the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright

There's got to be a better way 
Peace 
I'm talking to you 
Listen up

You must be mad
Or mentally minded
You have been blinded
Don't get excited

By this

Been looking for peace my whole life and now I'm finding it
That's why I'm still on my fucking job with this rhyming shit
Even in retirement

Life is

beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
Make winter warm
Make Christmas warm
Can my wish even by granted by Shenron?

understand that it's gotta be this way
I'll still
Jingle those bells and deck the halls and let it snow, no bah hum bugs
Oh Christmas tree, do you hear what I

Uprooted by privilege you choose to ignore
Let me remind you
My skin tone alone is enough to instill fear
Cause y'all know y'all ain't better
You're just

Shit just bang like a shot from a Glock 9
Rip now I'm throwing up the peace sign
Pull through the the lot in a dark red Nissan 
Stick to the code

had seen
Chino my brother he there from the jump I know that he happy that I came to peace
But I know I'm still gonna keep my weapon
Cause I can't have

Everything I need just can't be mine
Love, money, and a peace of mind
So I'm day-by-day-ing it until I die
And if you really need me then I'll be

Memory Lane (Sittin' In Da Park)

Nas

Illmatic

1994

sayin'?
Yo, go 'head (rip that shit)

I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessy-holders and old-school niggas, then I be

songs to be sung
Like bells to be rung, and a wonderful fling to be flung
But now I feel only gray
Cause you made me feel so young

When I dropped in

Thrown out to the street, had to Room up in the Scottish
Man a long way from the beach, Alone and by myself the way I be When I'm at peace, I don't
Need

for justice
Ferguson, rest in peace Mike Brown
And all the young soldiers out there
God help us

Time to take a stand and save our future
Like we all

please ana Akeem inti wa ana ahla
With Pop Skull in Gaza but not that Gaza but still it's a mazza
Niggas want peace like Cassava
But we let bridge dem burn

The inner city life controlled by the outer world G
Another Bronx War Story
(Repeat last line 4x)

[Verse 2:]

Peace see God you held me down like a weapon