Wyclef Jean - Peace God Lyrics
Im only eightI got no choice but to sling crackYo who you pushin weight forDog I aint no ratCause rats get found in the back of garbage trucksWith they mouth taped upLookin like sittin ducksWell you dont look like a sittin duck and your mouth aint taped upWhat more small the market, clefYou get stuck upWith whatFrom a fiendI just bought a twenty-twoNow its funny you should say thatCause the gun looks bigger than youNow get your ass back in the houseShut up!From bk back to njCrouchin tiger styleLets go[continuous humming]Feel itFeel itPeace godChorusPeace godYou gave me the voice to speak, godSpeak godWyclef jean bout to hit the streets hardPeace godPeaceYou gave me the voice to speak, godMasquerade- my message to the streets, yallRepeatYo peace godThese words came from a revelationWhether you free or you going through incarcerationInhale, exhale herbal meditationPut the fire arms awayCause we dont want no confrontationNot me, Im talkin bout you jerkCause when you die your life aint even worth the paperworkSo, peace god, even through war we bring peaceAnd after the blood shed then your first son deceasedAnd you will understand Im the beginning of the endThe alpha, omega, the present, and the futureSo hold on to your winchesterCause the hollow tip penetrate lead through your polyesterPeace god, even though we ice the wristGuzzle the fifthProtect us with a crucifix, lordAnd bless me with an extra clipSo just in case one jam release my twin from my waistbandChorus x 2Ay, yo peace godI aint tryin to see the graveyardBut in this game of life I was dealt the wrong cardI wasnt born this way it just came to beSellin crack through a alley where the fiends rallyWhere the dealer was the presidentAnd the fiend was the voter so they voted for the governmentAnd stick ups was only naturalIt seem every other day a new gun pointed at youPeace godYo only God got the answerAnd sorry bout ya mom dyin of cancerBut congratulations, I heard you no longer a runnerYou a big man now, the black tony montanaBut watch out cause I heard wealth bring envyTrust me I did sing for the kennediesUntil we meet again feel my words through my penAnd stay pure in the city of sinChorus x 2HummingChorus x 2
