Peace God (feat. Prolific)

I'm only 8

I got no choice but to sling crack

Yo, who you pushin' weight for?

Dog, I ain't no rat

'Cause rats get found in the back of garbage trucks

With they mouth taped up

Lookin' like sittin' ducks

Well, you don't look like a sittin' duck and your mouth ain't taped up

One more smart remark and Clef, you get stuck up

With what?

From a fiend

I just bought a 22

Now, it's funny you should say that

'Cause the gun looks bigger than you

Now, get your ass back in the house

Shut up!

From BK back to NJ

Crouchin' Tiger style

Let's go

Feel it?

Feel it?

Peace, God

Peace, God

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Speak, God

Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard

Peace, God

Peace

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all

Peace, God

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Speak, God

Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard

Peace, God

Peace

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all

Yo, peace, God

These words came from a revelation

Whether you free or you goin' through incarceration

Inhale, exhale, herbal meditation

Put the firearms away 'cause we don't want no confrontation

Not me, I'm talkin' 'bout you, jerk

'Cause when you die, your life ain't even worth the paperwork

So, peace, God, even through war we bring peace

And after the blood shed then your first son deceased

And you will understand I'm the beginning of the end

The alpha, omega, the present, the future

So, hold on to your Winchester

'Cause the hollow tip penetrate leather through your polyester

Peace, God, even though we ice the wrist

Guzzle the fifth, protect us with a crucifix, Lord

And bless me with an extra clip

So, just in case one jam, release my twin from my waist-band

Peace, God

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Speak, God

Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard

Peace, God

Peace

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all

Peace, God

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Speak, God

Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard

Peace, God

Peace

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all

Aye, yo, peace, God

I ain't tryin' to see the graveyard

But in this game of life I was dealt the wrong card

I wasn't born this way, it just came to be

Sellin' crack through a alley where the fiends rally

Where the dealer was the president

And the fiend was the voter so they voted for the government

And stick-ups was only natural

It seem every other day a new gun pointed at you

Peace, God

Yo, only God got the answer

And sorry 'bout your mom dyin' of cancer

But congratulations, I heard you no longer a runner

You a big man now, the black Tony Montana

But watch out, 'cause I heard wealth bring envy

Trust me, I did sing for the Kennedys

Until we meet again feel my words through my pen

And stay pure in the city of sin, peace, God

Peace, God

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Speak, God

Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard

Peace, God

Peace

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all

Peace, God

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Speak, God

Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard

Peace, God

Peace

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all

Peace, God

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Speak, God

Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard

Peace, God

Peace

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all

Peace, God

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Speak, God

Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard

Peace, God

Peace

You gave me the voice to speak, God

Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all