Lyrics:
The HipHop Declaration of Peace was
Presented to the United
Nations Organization on May 16th
2001 it was signatured
By various organizations such as:
packed a pump, so time to be poppin' trunks
I stood at the top of the organization
Ready to pop a cop with no hesitations (fuck the police) yeah
Now
packed a pump, so time to be poppin' trunks
I stood at the top of the organization
Ready to pop a cop with no hesitations (fuck the police) yeah
Now
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simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
and the Mental, of Niggaz in Compton, wattz, and South Central
never ever once have you ran with
succeeding (succeeding)
They wanting they peace I never do treaties (treaties)
I walk in the front my n****s behind me (yeah)
I'm out in the open I never been
You got this easy
I don't do war
But I got a few of them
Them so called peaceful treaty's
No plaques on the wall
Thats no plaques yet but their in my
in Compton, Watts, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf
But yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirt
But tell me
in Compton, Watts, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf
But yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirt
But tell me
and the slang and the mental
Of niggas in Compton, Watts, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf
But yet in every verse claim you used
zone to school every day
And my lil journey to the Central from Beacon
Had real fights, first time I ran from police lights
Children
Mourning my middle
PROFITS
WILDNESS IS RELEGATED, FOR ALL GOOD CITIZENS
BYPASSING THE RULES, WITH THE CONSENT
BUILDING NEW FACTS, WITHOUT MEDIOCRITY
CAUSE OUR ORGANIZATION
fuck The Police himself
From South-Central Los Angeles ice Cube
Gangsta, gangsta, tell me how you done it?
Take it worldwide, but keep it one hundred
you
Now I am the miracle, some say I'm spiritual
But I'm from the ghetto what? I live off Imperial
Dip dab smacked in the heart of South Central
I
foreigners fearing
They will be captured, enslaved in central prisons
Not hard to make predictions, our past a haunting image
Us Living Is Product, Production
like “ven aqui”
Salt in the wound of the pens I bleed
Roses at my feet probably when I leave
I was hooping on Central, Jabari on Beasley
Ears didn’t fit
A massive bleeding heart will swallow central axis poles
Across a tundra it will snow, access recess of the world
And that absent, pleading province
Kinda weird when you think of it
Central valley just goes on and on
Think this road's starting to get to me
Trekking this highway all over again
Lands of the North, Central, and the South
Broken treaties and acts of genocide
Our ancestors created these sites through tradition and prayer
Now they
long dick
Met her in central she the type to take zones with
Before your wife her not to say I owned it
But that pussy was the subject of atonement
Any
Ahahaha...
[BRONCO]
Motherfuck' a handshake, hugs and a peace treaty
Cause I'll be damned if I'm caught slip 'n slidin' with my fuckin' enemy
Now it's
thrung black birds off center, on central, locked
up in the parker center, at the corner of adelanto
and krome, police gone bird hunting in foshalee,
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