*featuring Lil' Russ
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[Intro]
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Whas really goin on?
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My people we onna rise
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If we jus open our eyes
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Can u see wha makes us weak?
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Killin each otha for a color
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Right now as i speak
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Understand tha cowardz act fools
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But tha bravest of all men obey gods rules...
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[Carlos Coy]
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I see my streetz full of hustlas sellin dope
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Creepin trophy truckz and buss off killa smoke
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I see older folkz turn away
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they disgusted all tha money that i earn a day
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And they been busted but everybody payed for
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Tha way they live may i be on my way lord
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I make a wish, I see mothaz on crack
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G'z gotta serve them everybody wanna stack
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Keys it dont hurt them cold blooded will it eva be?
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Aint no love u can die and still neva see
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That tha blood that u spillin is ur own kind
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Now take a look who u killin when u go blind
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All tha years sellin bricks black taught me well
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That life only gives back wha u can sell
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And this message is colored by aspairity
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So out of lessons these streets wanna marry me
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And its on...
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[Chorus:]
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We're gunna take control
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Take a place out to toro
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U know we got to blow
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That peace pipe, peace pipe...
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We're gunna take control
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No matter where we go
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U know we gotz to blow
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That peace pipe, peace pipe...
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[Lil Russ]
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Stop tha greed as i proceed to blaze
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And recollect my thoughts, cuz we livin in tha last stage
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Of revelationz doomed for a devistation
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So before i die, imma bring about this unification
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Spread love all across tha whole nation
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Sheedin tears for my peers and all this shit we facin
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Cuz lord knows, this mexicano had it bad
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Just like tha rest of my people had in tha past
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They been in misery sufferin thru proporty
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But imma help my fella brothas thru this trouble G
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Lil' Russ well let it be known worldwide
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So imma reunite mi gente till we unify
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[Chorus]
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[Carlos Coy]
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Bandanas flaggin everywhere, clamin sets
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Gangstas playin double dare, aimin techs
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Many people heard of me when i was lost
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Involved wit a dirty deed wit nino ross
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Homies was tha full dad
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I was at tha party wit my steel hammer pulled back
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Thank god he turned into a betta man my second chance
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But i dont think i ever can forget tha past
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We was kids playin football havin fun
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Now we playin 'shootin yall' wit real guns
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One time for my dead friends I do my best
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So tha trigga happy trend ends
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So u may rest...
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[Chorus]
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Peace Pipe
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South Park Mexican (SPM) |