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smoked
Motherfuckers killin' they whole family
Lil' kids gettin' thrown off buildings
Motherfuckers gettin' abused
Peace? Nigga, is you out your fuckin'

Now of course I want peace on the streets, but realistically
Paintin' perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery
Was so deep, couldn't sleep

yet leaving traces for curiosity

From above, observing in dust and mist
The formative, primal preexistence

Orpheus altered the infernal infancy

and sending children

Attacking Iraqi lands and buildings

So Cheney can rebuild for 200 billion

They'll disarm the regime but not the children

We built

and sending children

Attacking Iraqi lands and buildings

So Cheney can rebuild for 200 billion

They'll disarm the regime but not the children

We built

And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.
The cattle quietly grazing

and sending children

Attacking Iraqi lands and buildings

So Cheney can rebuild for 200 billion

They'll disarm the regime but not the children

We built

I need some motherfuckin' peace of mind
I need a piece of land
Piece a mine
I need a piece of the pie
Before it all divide
They devise in they suits

childhoods through
I see the world from a different view
Some happy, some sad, some good, some bad
But I know we can make it right
If you listen tonight

LATER.
See there! A man born and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll

Thick As A Brick, Pt. 2

Jethro Tull

Thick as a Brick

1972

See there, a man was born and we pronounce him fit for peace
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease
We'll take

it brings me peace

And I'm dedicated to building my own sanctuary
I've got nothing left to prove
I won't let you take from me

Yeah, I'm dedicated

But I don't seek
Nowadays that's all I do
Seek for more, yet hide from truth
Truth be told I look for clues 
Looking back on childhood 
My only worry

That's my childhood idol dreams come true when you risk it all
Mama taught me that and I'm thankful to be your kid

I'm sorry that I'm such a fuck up
I'm

a modern wall
A new and mature building

Boxes
We all stand alone
Back to back
Boxes against boxes
Peace simply means no attack
Smart ones drill a tiny hole

struggles
When I'm talking to my shrink
What's life without troubles?
What's peace without love?
What's love without trust?
What's life without troubles?

peace c bro rest in peace Quise bro
Rest in peace Ralph he was my childhood hero
I'm glad I got to meet you (I'm glad I got to meet you)
There'll never be

and their sawdusts

For me, it's this uh, really special smell of sawdust
I'd be like, playing in the garage while my grandpa was building a birdhouse

and what I dream bout
Ain't no peace now
Rebound with a freestyle, but it seeps into the beats now
Can't sleep, and I can't eat, Imma kill you if it kills me

Heir to the throne
1:11 sound nigga
Yea Rest in peace aunt jakie

Uh
"Hood horrors", my childhood
Piss poor was empowering
Imagination allowing in
Mad

everyday worker, don't expect a solider
I take my time, as i grind, as i get older

And i can never sit around, ever since my childhood
I've been real

stomach rumbles, loud as cars
Your childhood crumbles into a cloud of bars
Choices, questions... It's all so hard
Will you make it? Choose who you are

to you see you happy
I don't want you to be happy
I don't want you to be at peace
I don't want you to accomplish your goals and your aspirations, I still

the same family arrangements
Fatherhoods got me relivin' childhood trauma
There's some members of the livin who died with my Mama
But I'm okay with it
Cuz I