1. |
Get Up
03:37
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E. Flows:
Uh oh it’s the man dem flowz
Gave me a pen and pad where he at there he goes
I'm all peace, no heathen
Inhale my lyrics now he hard of breathin'
Willie bounce, chaplin'
I been smart so I don’t go dumb,
Imma smooth criminal, like I’m Michael Jackson
Hey hey hey, whats happenin'
Phat Boiee:
Get up get up
Dance to the beat
If u want u can
prance to the beat
Long as u got some
Shimmy sham in ya feet
Then I think u gotta chance wit me
We all in the function doin' our own thang
Next thing you know we finna' start up a soul train
You know I'm finna have to move my feet like bo jang
Movin' down the line, getting hot like propane
Move ya body body
Twist ya body body
Shake ya body body
Don’t hurt nobody body
We gotta hit that’ll turn up the party party
All in the name of peace, laudidaudy
You can have some fun wit no drugs, just feel the beat and throw it up
We on the peaceful funk, we on that peaceful funk
Slick Nick:
No red no blue no need to bang
Cause I got my own crew you should do the same
An' this a hit make me wanna back flip but I can’
So I’m a make the track hit
Shawty:
So I open my eyes to the realization
Of lives Creation no hesitation
Think about it now
It ain't that hard now get up off your seat and dance to the beat now
Young Vert:
Peace!
Let me get it popping, stop the hate man stop all the violence
Crimes and all these problems they not great
They try to learn it was just a mistake
Now really you dudes so silly they take it to court and they like how can he?
This is really one big problem ten years in trial man they still can't solve them.
Mannnnn, now let me get it started, forget the hate let's get this party started.
I'm all in, I'm a party no quitting the stuff I bring it ain't no forgetting it!
Cause the rhymes I spit is like a kid who's main brain wave is in a twist now that's sick,
Or can somebody prove me wrong I'm in my zone like ET man so phone home!
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2. |
No War (Interlude)
02:04
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3. |
No War
04:15
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Phat Boiee:
Young Vert:
We don't want no war we want peace.
Take all ya thoughts and hate express um wit sum ink Let's try to put a stop to all the violence and the thiefs, don't be like all the rest an let it go an just retreat. Please!, Now on deez beats I'm killen um, but in the streets they killin young an funerals left and right don't bring a thing but pain an then some, where is fun? There is none!
There's no way you can get some when people in the streets just living life by the gun.
Retaliate or try an break that's how we build up so much hate,
hungry on the block an sellin' rock is just a dinner plate. Who stack chips, who got green?
That's next dead on the scene,
no body wana see the next men achieve his dreams
I don't get it like what's next?
Never know just take a guess stop with all the poppin' at the mouth an learn to respect peace...
An learn to respect peace...
Slick Nick:
Benevolent is loving others with the passion
Create as in fashion
Yeeeeaaahhhh!!!
Enriched in beliefs that our heads are in the streets
Knowing in whats in reach is the souls of decease
Kept in a hole stay prepared for defeat
But let it be known peace will never be deceased
But let it be known peace will never be deceased
But let it be known peace will never be deceased...
E. Flowz:
Nuff shotta fire Raspire tek mi higher
We don’t wan fi vex but we want to inspire
All di likkle children, sadness I’m feelin’
Haiti on my mind minds covered under buildings
Lord willin’ I will bring um healin’
Through my words and verbs absurd I will reel um…in
Been engraved since inception
Don’t try fi test or you’ll be gone with the wind
No smile on my face not even a grin
Baad mind evil people, dem rather go a jail then fi go a steeple
Dem waan fi kill my peace and suck me dry like a leech
I cyan spell defeat, we haffi move our feet
Too much man a get slew and dem a war inna di street
Love will take us far hold firm and you will reach
There will be no more war there will be peace….
So peace
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4. |
Proverbial Spitterz
04:12
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Pretty Boy:
I am different illist kid
Coming in the game and y'all better start listening
Neva let another dude come and jock my style
I'm a living clock so I'm neva running out of time
I'm a beast on the track I stay starving
Hungry for the shine, Oh my bad did I beg your pardon
Proverbial spittas yeah they jock me
I'm a hard hitta' all the hommies call me Rocky
Rocky
Yo, let 'em stop me
I'm a crisp white tee you would want to rock me
Abase cats on a daily bases, used to seen all types of millian faces
I'm a MMAP representer we the new sound
Elevated type flow we hovering all grounds
I'm a free style going in, never loosin' oxygen
I'ma Win!
Young Vert:
Young Vert on deck let me hop on I'm bout to get it cooking popping in this hot stove blazin hot
Keep it popping like greese you food to the beast and me I'm just a young beast,
young beast young bull you betta get it right I do it big like some giants in a fist fight
I ignite swear to god I'm so differ-ent yo flow sick but mine is grandiliquent
Now that's diffrent ish but this is not a suffix I'm fresh to death R.I.P. to Mr. Shine an Scuffless
D'ey want it poppin' an droppin' or just street rappin
me an my goons in the streets boy we active
don't need practice vets here gassin you boys rooks in my books an ima keep gassin
them street tactics an I'ma let loose you just a joke out here no Bruce Bruce. VERT!
Brando:
Everytime I wake, it's a new theme day
off with the covers & the theme music playin'
into my thoughts I'm turnin' & saying'
my usual compositions are what I get to sprayin'
My rhetoric is heaven bent--it's way too smooth
I mean unusual 'cause I'm just that same type dude
usin' them same type moves, to play them same type fools,
bending' them way tight rules, So i can make my--move.
I'm a hell of a chess player gotta-tell-ya
Dog in the game of life, able to smell ya
Make that real slick move three steps ahead of ya
Frustration's key to my opponent--I'm a getta huh?
I don't give a won't let it multiply any bigger
Real key figure heart of a lion like that beast Tigger
King of the jungle where I reside, my own domain
Vigilant in my surroundings, my own picture frame.
J. Jonah:
Now for all them suckers trying to play me or hate me
they're shady because you know I am going bad like jay-z
yeah you know you love it when I rock the mic
but these suckers are looking like seeing dogs with no sight
Yeah I am that nice so respect it when you see me
gassin' on enemies or the ones trying to deceive me
My slang flows through your brain like osmosis
my skills are falling over and your skills are atrocious
Behold this, I just had an epiphany
remember me popping in your head like decendency
like trinity I will stay around for ages or centuries
not clinically but that type that makes it real hard to see
I'm far from thee better yet I am far to see
I am just calling your bluff so give in and give it all to me
it is bad you see what I recall you're glad to see
I am an undercover superstar like inspector gadget be
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5. |
Hands In the Air
03:45
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Calico:
Put ya hands up in di Aire, put ya hands up in di Aire.
Put ya hands up in di Aire, put ya hands up in di Aire.
Boah Boah, bounce it bounce it,
Boah Boah, Bounce it Bounce it
Raspire
Phat Boiee:
so I slide through with my hands up in the air
bust it, one time just to make my self clear,
attention even if you don't care
you better listen cause these words I have are rare
no care for the violence, cause all that bring is silence
and if you beef better take that else where
Raspire bring the flare, and now I gotta use it
I say I speak peace and now I'm about to prove it
its Phat Boiee on the track now, and brother if u aren't for peace just back down
I'm going in revolution on my back now, Raspire open the dog pound
big guy I never mumble
full back I never fumble
for peace I'm never humble
so bust it for the struggle
bust it for the struggle
deuces in the air crowd stomp it make a rumble
power to the funnel funnel to the struggle and we're about to break it up no huddle
power to the funnel funnel to the struggle and we're about to break it up no huddle
Calico:
Put ya hands up in di Aire, put ya hands up in di Aire.
Put ya hands up in di Aire, put ya hands up in di Aire.
Boah Boah, bounce it bounce it,
Boah Boah, Bounce it Bounce it
Raspire
E.Flowz:
Freeze…hands up inna di air
Buss it...violence disappear
Never fear E. Flowz hear,
I di peace teacher so you haffi stand clear
Pick up the pieces of your pieceless piece, you lost them
Instead of grabbin' a piece and squeezin then releasin'
Mi call it treason, if you claim peace, then you still ain't believin'
That the violence and the war, dem ceasin'
Me and these men, sharper than a crease dem
Likkle sound boy thinkin' him a bad man
Bad man badda than dem badda than who?
badda than dem, badda than the whole of dem.
Pound for pound, yeah we knocking violence down
Put ya hands up inna di air, an diggity don't put them down. (diggity don't put them down.)
Put your hands up inna di air, diggity don't put them down!
Calico:
Put ya hands up in di Aire, put ya hands up in di Aire.
Put ya hands up in di Aire, put ya hands up in di Aire.
Boah Boah, bounce it bounce it,
Boah Boah, Bounce it Bounce it
Raspire
Shawty & Shy Gurl:
Put your hands up, crowd is going wild
Put two fingers up and wave them side to side
Put your hands up, crowd is going wild
Put two fingers up and wave them side to side
Slick Nick:
Yeah, I'm feein' to go in, just me and my kin,
yeah they call me Slick Nick and I'm feelin' this beat.
And I spit like my mouth is full of loose teeth,
and it's me and Raspire and we reppin' the Peace.
So put ya Hands up in di Air so I can give you the flare (whooo) now let me catch my breath, yess.
We fresh to death and I swear to God this beat will make ya nod and I'm feelin' to go hard if not go stronger cause I'm tired of this drama.
Tired of the Drama.
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Pretty Boy:
So it was just another day bout to go do me
Looked up at the clock and realized its 9:03
Bout to cut to the grind but the streets is bugging
I got people telling me that I ain't worth nothing
Young Vert:
It was a pretty sick day when it came to me,
but when I cheked out the clock it was a quarter to three.
I'm outside an you know I'm tryna get my dough
no rocks no coke I'm on a positive note.
Pretty Boy:
Same story same struggle yea I feel you Vert
I keep trying to do me but I stay getting hurt
I got people in the streets trying to hold me down
We all bereft ed and abased of a peaceful town
Yeah I almost fell to it and I almost slipped
I had to keep my mind going on a positive tip.
Young Vert:
Yeah, Positive man that's just how I get down,
but all these suckas over here tryna hold me down.
Remedy:
Movin' on up, movin' out these streets,
Can't nobody hold me down.
No friends no foes, sky's the limit no obstacles,
Can't nobody hold me down.
J.Jonah:
They can't hold me, they're trying to perpetrate
got the police interrogating because I am doing great.
You cant choose my fate I am just a black man rising
they want to try to keep you down with no surprising.
Hey no lying I remember the time,
when the police took me down for a hard core crime.
It was the dumbest mistake that ever came to my mind,
but I promised I changed and that's in my rhymes
thats in my time.
Yeah that time that I did in a little dirty cell when no privileges
but when I came out I was finally on track,
especially when my mama wouldn't cut no slack.
I tried to keep up I tried to stay focused
but the police was still swarmed around like locust.
I kept my head up although I got fed up,
I know i couldn't let up until my changes made up
Brando:
Amazing how success can be so compressed,
Led by in a string in your face without sign a contest.
My motor’s in drive those on the side are in neutral
Even though they’re friends, I don’t wana get used to
This!
Lambo to a Toyota juxtaposin’
My acceleration’s never seen, and they all supposin’
I can’t do it ‘cause I’m mixed in with the average
Not havin’ it, man gotta do my own song.
This just in Brando’s gotta move on,
I know y’all my boys and all but come on!
Gotta move on to a better place
Been down for too long, y’all steady tryna set my pace
I’m in 7th place, should be in 1st
You say I got your back but my back’s getting’ worse
Go to remove this bond, there's no gown
Chest out head up eyes forward holdin' me down.
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8. |
On and On
04:26
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KC Fire:
Everybody gotta live their life, everybody gotta fight their fight, yeah. It goes on and on, it goes on and on. Try your best to live up right, one day we gonna get it right, yeah We're goin on and on, we're on and on..
Phat Boiee:
On and On, battling opposition
energizer bunny, I am on a mission
You should learn a lesson from that little engine
and push it to the top of that mountain with no quitting
now listen, perfection isn't in existence ,
all you got to do is live your life and handle business
keep a peace of mind and on and on you will live this
that is what i call persistence,
Persevere and empower yourself
educate and inspire yourself,
Fight the good fight and get up out of this hell
so you can live the good life and tell a powerful tell
powerful in the fact that you did it
that is a mission impossible, to those who live it
but keep pushing on and on, and you'll win it
life complete and in the full, you'll live it uh...
KC Fire:
Everybody gotta live their life, everybody gotta fight their fight, yeah. It goes on and on, it goes on and on. Try your best to live up right, one day we gonna get it right, yeah We're goin' on and on, we're goin' on and on..
E. Flowz:
I go on and on...
Because my faith is strong...
All my fears are gone...
And I am not alone...
You know there's going to be a brighter day
but right now, I got to fight to live another day
Too many obstacles up in my way
But I bulldoze and plow through so I can find my way
It's okay, I was made for the tussle
Rap is my hustle bring it in no huddle
My fervent prayer subtle send it up like a shuttle
Because He be in me and I be the vessel
If you let your problems stress you
Mentally...you'll be in captivity
Yelling give us free from un-emancipated slavery
So change your paradigm, unwind and help me say
KC Fire:
Everybody gotta live their life, everybody gotta fight their fight, yeah. It goes on and on, it goes on and on. Try your best to live up right, one day we gonna get it right, yeah We're goin' on and on, we're goin' on and on..
Slick Nick:
To young to be frustrated when he wake up but, he need some new kicks so he gotta get his cake up Momma hollerin' cause he got to get his grades up, but she has to understand its hard for a young black man to get a job and try an put some money in his hands
Yeah, and seeing his mom struggle ain't a sight to see when you know she trying to feed a family of three
But someone told him you have to find a way to move on and on and on and seeing the daily struggle makes him wanna become someone.
KC Fire:
Everybody gotta live their life, everybody gotta fight their fight, yeah. It goes on and on, it goes on and on. Try your best to live up right, one day we gonna get it right, yeah We're goin on and on, we're goin' on and on..
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9. |
Take A Chance
04:49
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KC FIRE:
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
E. Flowz:
Love is the esoteric concept we inherit
From the top down then around its impera-tive
that you listen, this is the mission
Educate then spit fire like Raspire
God before anything, love before everything, peace before anything
knowledge is what I will bring
From insurrections to upheavals, love is never evil like Kenevil
It shines on everyone the strong and the feeble
So don't worry, don't be in a hurry
Let me warm you up never cold McFlurry
Although your vision's blurry, mine is refined
Love is the diamond and my mind is the mine
It's all intertwined, take my time when I rhyme
It should be a crime how much I'm loving all the time
Flowz I'm on my grind spitting like a land mind(Boom)
KC FIRE:
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
Phat Boiee:
This a little knowledge for my women
I know these dudes out here got your hearts spinning
and I know is a lot of them, with good intentions
but its a couple of things I've got to mention
love does not equal infatuation
Love don't come in the form of hesitation
Love may be in the form of admiration
love action able of recitation
Love is comfort and not easily replaced and
if it ain't patient, love is not gracing (your presence)
so don't rush girl, take your time
examine every letter, read between the lines
Give real love a chance in your life
and it will support your wings while your soaring high
Cause' love is sweet as pie it will do you right
and you ain't tasted life until you had a piece of that; you dig!
KC FIRE:
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
Love is sweet like cotton candy so please don't harass me,
I am a philosopher not a fickle character, never disavow this crazy word called Love.
Be happy to say with full motion, so you can lean back and feel the emotion.
Love will bring you up or down, make you smile or frown,
But L.O.V.E. is between you and me, so come on baby take a chance...
KC FIRE:
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love.
Why don't we take a chance, why don't we take a chance, why don't we take chance take a chance on Love. Oooo Yeah...
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10. |
Letter to My Dead Homiez
05:03
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Remedy & Ellis Martin:
This is a letter to my dead hommies
I gotta go, everybody wanna know if I'm snitch is or shut the door
This is a letter to my dead hommies,
Oh what to do, if they never get a clue that this killer is on the loose.
Pretty Boy:
It was this, I was chilling caught up in a bliss
Not even imagining that a life can be taken like this
I was chilling with my boy thinking it was all good
Reminiscing on the stories that we share up in the hood
And he's a little hommie man Just caught up in a lot of trash not even knowing that his life could be taken in a flash.
But any ways little hommies faith reminded
Within ten seconds I heard a boom and I went blind and
Not blind seriously had to be seen clinically
Looked to my left and my boy was destroyed physically
Rushed him to the E.R. struggling for breath
Turns out that my boy had nine shots pumped up in his chest
And I'm so shocked because it happened so fast
Slowly I felt my heart mold up into a cast
And I look up to my past
Flashing back so fast
And I'm bummed upon the fact
That many lives don't last.
Remedy & Ellis Martin:
This is a letter to my dead hommies
I gotta go, everybody wanna know if I'm snitch is or shut the door...
This is a letter to my dead hommies,
Oh what to do, if they never get a clue that this killer is on the loose...
KC Sling:
I seen the car roll up heard the shots clak clak clak
I know who shot the homie should I retaliate back?
Should I run up on him pull the gun up on him and lay him on his back
Nahhh that's not right I'm not about that black on black
I'm all about peace should I go confess to the police?
Or can I keep the peace up in my streets without giving up identities?
If you think about it I'd be doin' my hood a good deed
'liminatin threats from the hood yeeeaaah thats what really need
I can't be no snitch the hood won't respect that
See thats just the code of these streets I ain't tryna' get clapped back
or maybe I should just keep quite keep my mouth shut
I ain't tryna take a step out the door and get shot up
See you was my homie, my road dawg, my rider for life
If I don't speak up now its like I killed you that night
You was always hood smart now your brother need you
If you was caught up in this quandary what would you choose?
Remedy & Ellis Martin:
This is a letter to my dead hommies
I gotta go, everybody wanna know if I'm snitch is or shut the door
This is a letter to my dead hommies,
Oh what to do, if they never get a clue that this killer is on the loose.
This is a letter to my dead hommies
I gotta go, everybody wanna know if I'm snitch or shut the door
This is a letter to my dead hommies,
Oh what to do, if they never get a clue that this killer is on the loose.
Brando:
What do you suppose to do if it’s all on you?
You’re accompanied by ya homie at rest in ya room,
Askin’ you why why why, didn’t you do it?
It’s like absolvin’ the crime, dissolvin’ into the fluid.
Lost in this worl of lies, blend into the fabric fibers,
The world may not hear it, but he’s roarin’ like a tiger…
Tigers. Powerful hunters equipped with sharp teeth,
Beaneath strong jaws with agility defies the laws, of gravity…
But at that single moment when a hunter pulls the trigger, gazing through the scope,
That allurement in nature has no hope…
Listen, vigilantly to the roars of spirituality,
Why we do the things we do in this reality,
Reactin’ versus respondin’, Reactin' versus Respondin'
What will you do when your bond is no longer, it’s gone…
WILL YOU,
React on impulse as a cold blooded creature?
Return feelings you felt to the criminal with the heat, huh?
Demean ya homie’s hopes and desires by givin’ up your life?
Make that single bullet in the gun be your last wife?
Or respond by puttin’ your cerebral processes to use?
Synthesizin’ and skippin’ lies and doin’t it all for you?
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11. |
Struggle For Peace
02:50
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J. Jonah:
It's the M.M.A.P you know how we be,
we runnin' these streets we do it for peace.
Yeah! You have to struggle to survive,
it's hard to stay alive to the rules we abide to
I know you want to fly too.
To the sky real high but you're going to have to try to
we are living in a crazy life ( life )
Cutting through your soul like a scythe (scythe).
We cant struggle for peace without the passion,
trying to spread these words out in rations.
The negativity is what gets to me,
instead of staying out the streets and do my thing potentially
Yeah Yeah! Imagine this world without sin,
just repent make sure you stay strong like your abdomen
what is happening yeah boy we back again
Proverbial Spitterz top notch like a stallion
Ellis Martin:
Peace is what is happenin, gotta play that back again.
It's time to raise your hands and sing..
Peace is what is happenin, gotta play that back again.
Everybody raise your hands...
KC Sling:
The struggle for peace is very well alive
Generations and races coming together to survive
Knock knock is anybody home
Nahhh because the moral lights are so far gone
Alone and scared in this hell we call home
The scariest place to live is an empty dome
We let corrupt society cut off all our thoughts
And replace it with material things that we bought
Take some notes get out a pad and pen
Its time to gather all your sins and begin to repent
And my sermon isn’t finished
Let the children speak on because the words don’t diminish
Eating cans of spinach like Popeye
Trying to see right not wrong like a cock eye
If we change our mind, soul, and heart
The path to peace will have a way positive start
Ellis Martin:
Peace is what is happenin, gotta play that back again.
It's time to raise your hands and sing..
Peace is what is happenin, gotta play that back again.
Everybody raise your hands...
Peace is what is happenin, gotta play that back again.
It's time to raise your hands and sing..
Peace is what is happenin, gotta play that back again.
Everybody raise your hands...
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12. |
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(written by Grant Newsome)
We are astray from the path of righteousness.
Not religiously for this is not a sermon,
These are simply words and
I speak them for my children’s children.
Soon to be addicted to cinematic killing.
You see, peace has become un-cool
like backwards caps and fanny packs.
So we inject gun talk into the veins of our manly raps.
Hoping that those listening can confirm our masculinity.
The limit of which we stretch to infinity.
Yet, in this world of great consequence,
Peace is the foundation, on which we stand.
I remember Mama hollering cause I had to get my grades up.
That was her way of assuring her baby won’t get sprayed up.
Layed up, faded out and forgotten.
6 feet deep and soon to be rotten.
She tried to pass this off to me like Stockton,
But as a child, we can only get bored like Rodman.
And that’s why Compton is Compton.
For with no appreciation for life all you find is death.
As smoke rises from concrete killing fields,
You pause to find your breath.
Yet the only thing on your mind is how much time is left.
No wonder why the hood is under all this grind and stress.
No wonder why Afghanistan shakes with the sound of flying jets.
My lungs burn white from the fumes of the napalm I injest.
I protest.
For this path is guaranteed to lead to fast destruction.
So with the mic we are weapons of mass construction.
We are history through hip-hop.
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13. |
No War Super Remix
05:56
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E. Flowz & Phat Boiee:
Live it in ya heart me sa shout it in the streets,
we no want not War, we want peace.
Love will take us far o firm a new reach
We no want no War
No war no war no war, no war no war no war no war,
No war no war no war, no war no war no war no war,
Yeah we want peace.
No war no war no war, no war no war no war no war,
Pretty Boy:
Emma put it like this, all I want is peace
That's my only wish,
why they hattin' on a freedom fighter?
Why they wanna dis but they always miss?
Lessons that I'm spittin' never caught a glimpse,
spittin' lyrics that kill not a terrorist.
Ever gear of this Peaceful Protest; never grotesque, understanding power of words that is my focus.
Just know this, music is the way to bring peace
it's the only way to keep the injustice up off my streets, Man.
E. Flowz & Phat Boiee:
Live it in ya heart me sa shout it in the street,
we no want not War, we want peace.
Love will take us far or firm a new reach
We no want no War, we want peace.
Live it in ya heart me sa shout it in the street,
we no want not War, we want peace.
Love will take us far or firm a new reach
We no want no War...
Brando:
Some say men make war so men can live in comfort peace.
But I say don't make one so that the other can decrease, Eloquently spoken, but that's not to say the least.
Cause we are on the higher ground, still on the path to reach.
But we will not revert to givin' up, even if we are faced with both our feet stuck,
can't turn to the side to make the gun bust,
no war no reason to make things rust.
We crease our peace to let them know that we are free.
Cause at the end of battle our soldier numbers increase for peace.
J. Jonah:
We don't war we want peace!
A lot of cats stay strapped up and killing in the streets,
you can't hold me like the shackles on my feet.
So settle down and gather around why don't you take a seat.
Okay, who want some? You want none the young is out here killin' huh?
But yet you see him in his casket but you still ain't feeling him?
I only fight with words so stop asking why I'm punkin' out my esoteric fidelity words I'ma bring them out
Phat Boiee:
No war no war no war, no war no war no war no war,
No war no war no war, no war no war no war no war,
We want peace, yeah we want peace.
No war no war no war, no war no war no war no war,
No war no war no war, no war no war no war no war,
We want peace, yeah we want peace.
KC Sling:
So sick of being consumed suffering and illness
Overcome oppression of violence gotta be resilient
Killing it but not killing like these streets
Drug dealers terrorist ain't bringing the peace
Only ways keep your hands together like the priest
But that's the LEAST to keep the peace up in these streets
We are astray from the path of righteousness
But we have to change to achieve collective enlightenment
E. Flowz & Phat Boiee:
Live it in ya heart me sa shout it in the street,
we no want not War, we want Peace.
Love will take us far or firm a new reach
We no want no War, we want peace.
Live it in ya heart me sa shout it in the street,
we no want not War, we want peace.
Love will take us far or firm a new reach
We no want no War...
E. Flowz:
Still yellin' No War up inna di the street,
Me and my bredren from the East stay fightin' for peace
Raspire bring the heat fi you can move ya feet
I stay spillin out my heart so you can hear the beat
Ragga dand di do dong dydy dong ding de
Don't worry bout nothin' cause tomorrow is another day
All di things of dis earth they will pass away,
So keep ya head above ya shoulders and help me say..
Phat Boiee:
No war, quit killing my brethren,
peace for the streets I beseech for my brethren.
Nope, we don't want that, you see me?
Put your gun back!
Stop the click clack it's wack, you over stand that?
Killin' my people with these gats and crack,
I won't stand for it, actually I implore it to stop.
Society doing the flip flop,
I say burn down the system and put peace at the top
Letto:
Now this is Hip Hop!
We don't flip flop,
On something this hot,
Manipulators of the word peace is what we is not,
We don't want no war,
So why you trying to get caught,
End up as a hostage,
Now you stuck up in a big spot,
Family home waiting for you to call them on the phone,
You think I'm playing,
What you think this is auto tune,
I don't think so,
I'm latino,
With words so lethal,
Peace my people
Slick Nick:
I'm bout to paint a picture and give you a vivid vision.
Listen cause I'm tired of seeing these crazy crimes, Man.
That black on black crime makes no sense,
like that little boy lying all the time.
I'm tryin' to spread that Peace with my untouchable lines.
If you hear me then give me that nod, if not you can sit there and slob.
Yeah they call me Slick Nick and I'm flier than fly,
and I rep Raspire now I'm gone.
Goodbye...
Shy Gurl:
My name is Rosa baby, know war?
No, I haven't lately
and if you askin' me, perhaps I'll be your lady.
No War Remix baby, Shy Gurl on the track.
Be quite, Shhhh stop talkin' that smack!
Phat Boiee:
No war no war no war, no war no war no war no war.
We want peace, no war yeah we want peace.
Stop that killin' in the streets, yeah we want peace...
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