All rhymers with Alzheimer's line up please All mamis with mind freeze please line up please All bloggers with comments please, I come in peace Let's
that? Ain't you scared of a nigga That's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya? No I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine 'Cause I got an
burn when pistols probably stay strong for Bone, (censored), you (censored) with all of the (?) and in 1999 when ya meet up in the end, bet it be no peace
good, humble people (Humble people) On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony So peaceful (Peaceful, peaceful) And I know I can reach those, blowin' this instrumental
a ho-tel party Just bring the liquor, there's already eight shawties I'm on my way, let me stop by the store Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of
love we will receive When we forgive love we'll find reprieve It is in dying we'll be released Make me an instrument of peace, of peace, of peace
ah?" Latin Lingo House Of Pain Freak to the funk that no-one else is bringing Sen Dog with the funky bilenge Yeah that's the nombre, heard the homey Peace
Leaders made a commitment to keep this type of music Livin' forever Whatever, whatever We live in an era where errors aren't made to Remain an error,
how it swerved and curved Made a niggaz dream but his hope deferred then stirred Dig the mentals, Papermate, Bic's and Number 2 pencils My credentials blow on instrumentals I write an
s a hotel party Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties I'm on my way let me stop by the store Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of '
that I call friends, I'm not havin The other negative things in a friendship An occasional whipser, gossip, a loose lip I once trusted a brother with an
Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where
Lord make me an instrument of your peace Where there is hatred, let me sow love Where there is injury, pardon Where there is doubt, faith Where there
s a hotel party Just bring the liquor, there's already eight shawties I'm on my way, let me stop by the store Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of
ho-tel party Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce
Comin' down, comin' down Lord, make me an instrument to sing away the pain This rushing river, comin' down I'm free, here in the mountains of peace,