What if we can't be this perfect genius? Thesis, Dean's list, virgin Jesus shirt and clean crisp Jeans fitted and all straight from the seamstress Seamless persons, we all fall to pieces What if peace is something more than appeasement? If Power rules the world, living peacefully is treason Defenseless, defeating the legions of demons Peace isn't pleasing the people It's a belief in people above profits Prophets who speak for peace More often than not reap their fair share of the beatings It's not naïve in the least It's hard fought in the deepest thought In the peak of our reason It's Peace
Just another young lyricist Spitting that unserious It's clear that conscious rap is dead We done hearing it Heads feeling that trap cause we trap still Trapping all these stats still Rap about how blacks kill black Cause no one wants to hear those facts still That's so 90's that's said in the facts still No paper and that real No paper in that mill Half mil plus locked up Who want to listen to that? Chill All we want is peace The poor and the rich From the beaches to the streets So we'd rather hear beats than the sound of the beast Now these comics is prophets See the clown as he weeps
Crack jokes, crack eggs for a feast Got a soft scramble, gotta beat em' just to eat And its not taught, which teaches us to repeat The strong cycle of violence now it's harder than peace Its not naïve in the least Its hard fought it's the deepest thought And the one thing that we seek Its not just talk, when we meet When we greet, when we grieve When we leave, last word we speak
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