Peace God

I'm only eight
 I got no choice but to sling crack
 Yo, who you pushin' weight for
 Dog, I ain't no rat
 'Cause rats get found in the back of garbage trucks
 With their mouth taped up
 Lookin' like sittin' ducks
 Well you don't look like a sittin' duck and your mouth ain't taped up
 What more small the market, Clef
 You get stuck up
 With what, from a friend
 I just bought a twenty-two
 Now it's funny you should say that
 'Cause the gun looks bigger than you
 Now get your ass back in the house
 Shut up
 From BK back to NJ
 Crouchin' tiger style
 Let's go
 Feel it
 Feel it
 Peace God
 Peace God
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Speak God
 Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
 Peace God
 Peace
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
 Peace God
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Speak God
 Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
 Peace God
 Peace
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
 Yo peace God, these words came from a revelation
 Whether you free or you going through incarceration
 Inhale, exhale herbal meditation, put the fire arms away
 'Cause we don't want no confrontation
 Not me, I'm talkin' 'bout you jerk
 'Cause when you die your life ain't even worth the paperwork
 So, peace God, even through war we bring peace
 And after the blood shed then your first son deceased
 And you will understand I'm the beginning of the end
 The Alpha, Omega, the present, and the future
 So hold on to your Winchester
 Cause the hollow tip penetrate lead through your polyester
 Peace god, even though we ice the wrist
 Guzzle the fifth, protect us with a crucifix, Lord
 And bless me with an extra clip
 So just in case one jam release my twin from my waistband
 Peace God
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Speak God
 Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
 Peace God
 Peace
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
 Peace God
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Speak God
 Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
 Peace God
 Peace
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
 Ay, yo peace God, I ain't tryin' to see the graveyard
 But in this game of life I was dealt the wrong card
 I wasn't born this way it just came to be
 Sellin' crack through a alley where the fiends rally
 Where the dealer was the President
 And the fiend was the voter so they voted for the Government
 And stick ups was only natural
 It seem every other day a new gun pointed at you
 Peace God, yo only God got the answer
 And sorry 'bout ya mom dyin' of cancer
 But congratulations, I heard you no longer a runner
 You a big man now, the black Tony Montana
 But watch out 'cause I heard wealth bring envy
 Trust me I did sing for the Kennedies
 Until we meet again feel my words through my pen
 And stay pure in the city of sin
 Peace God
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Speak God
 Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
 Peace God
 Peace
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
 Peace God
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Speak God
 Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
 Peace God
 Peace
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
 Peace God
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Speak God
 Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
 Peace God
 Peace
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all
 Peace God
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Speak God
 Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard
 Peace God
 Peace
 You gave me the voice to speak, God
 Masquerade, my message to the streets, y'all