Peace Of Mine lyrics

Artist  : Gangstarr 
Song : Peace Of Mine



 Send "Peace Of Mine" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
[DJ Premier]



Aiyyo, what the FUCK is this shit that y'all are
listenin to



nowadays on the radio man?You call that shit
hip-hop?



THAT'S SOME FAGGOT BITCH SHIT Y'ALL ARE LISTENIN
TO!



All you DJ's are lettin the program directors
handcuff you



and sit there and tell you how to mix?!YOU FUCKIN
ROBOTS!



FUCK Y'ALL!!!







[Guru]



Real talk, serious thoughts



True and livin with a youthful vengeance, yo







[Primo: "Trust me, I'm as live as it
gets"]







[Guru]



At times I feel like my back's against the
wall



And if y'all ain't with me, then it's me against
y'all



I stand my ground, that's what I was taught



While others stand around, I hold it down like a
fort



In the midst of war, I find peace within



Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get
in



The mind is a terrible thing to waste



I show love cause it's a terrible thing to
hate



Of course I want money, but I won't compromise



Y'all don't realize, think I won't bomb you
guys?



With the truth nigga, stop misleadin the youth
nigga



Too many wakes and funerals, that's the proof
nigga



Our hood's in danger, kids need guidance



You keep lyin, still the young keep dyin



As I walk through the valley I fear none, yes I'm
the chairman



Here with my nigga Premier son



And we came to change the game



We represent the pain that's real talk, what's
y'all claim to fame?



Rappers simply tracin flows and chasin hoes



Frontin mad hard, that shit's amazin yo



Producers makin Tinkerbell beats for them to
rhyme on



Their ass if they get on the same stage that I'm
on



Our shit be rugged, like the New York streets



Make the wrong move stupid then you lose your
seat



Cats be buyin up SoundScans to beef up sales



Niggaz wanna crossover, wanna be upscale



Fuck that, that ain't hip-hop, that's somethin
else



You're better off back on the ave doin somethin
else



All you suckers claimin that you are, thug or
gangsta



You disrespect the game by dry-snitchin you
prankster



I thank y'all for makin more room for us, uhh



Ashes to dust you wonder who's to trust



My sense of self, and my mental health



is much more powerful, than any hint of wealth



A lot of niggaz get cash, and collect Mercedes



But neglect their ladies, and forget their
babies



Then the chicks turn and act like dudes



Cause they reflect our light, so yo act right
fool



And this is just a piece of my mind, a thesis of
mine



I'ma make moves and I'ma leave you behind



At times I feel like my back's against the
wall



And if y'all ain't with me, then it's me against
y'all



I stand my ground, that's what I was taught



While others stand around, I hold it down like a
fort



In the midst of war, I find peace within



Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get
in



The mind is a terrible thing to waste



I show love cause it's a terrible thing to
hate







[Primo: "Trust me, I'm as live as it
gets"]



["My flow is like.." ".. as live
as it gets"]







[Primo: "Trust me, I'm as live as it
gets"]



[Primo: "Trust me, I'm as live.."]



["My flow is like.." ".. as live
as it gets"]