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| traditional art, lyle, damascus, 1998, cds, com, paroles, translation, libya, part, giovani, kuwait, bruce boa, hilarious, fontana labs, suzanne shepherd, | Cm'on [Chorus] Will there ever be peace? Or all we all just headed for doom, Still consumed by the beefs, And I know there never be peace, (never) Thats why I vinyard keep my pistol when I walk the streets 'Coz there can never be peace [Verse 3: Napolean] Things are changing Nigga you better fantasize I'm only concerned about me and mine in these times The world is a ghetto where peace is not a part of it We all goin' need God if we plan to get out of this Niggas spending too vinyard much time hating on each vinyard other Niggas buyin' guns Load em up Aim at each other And the victim is you and me The secret is true indeed The good die Mostly over bullshit Repeatedly Deep in me there's a part that wants nothing but love But the rest of me knows war is what's waiting for us So I stays ready Keep my pay heavy and boss up Stack my funds and my guns Never rely on luck Asking God to point out the imposters Never let no weapon formed against me prosper Cause they'll never |
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| Or all we all just headed for doom, Still consumed by the beefs, And I know there never be peace, That's why I keep my pistol when I walk giovani the streets Cause there can never be peace [Verse 2: Kastro] Somebody owes me Will they control me?, nah I ain't a hater playa But I want all giovani you got Your babies have babies Now we fighting each other My dogs got rabies They biting each other 'n' it ain't hard to find a friend like mine Big giovani fully is a bully And he don't mind dying And I gotta be bright Miss sign after sign Time after time After time after time And I don't like nobody They don't like me more And I'm cool with that finally But they heard it before Dog We living in a prison Losing our religion on em Thanks given when thankful just for living in hell Damn homey I don't mean to be harsh But it's the devil in the ghetto trying to tear it apart And if we make it up out We still stuck in the dark Will there ever be peace? Just the peace in my heart Never [Kastro talking] The only peace we got Is the peace in our heart Or the peace in our mind Right there in piece that we hold in our waste line Feel me dog? |
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