Peace

(IN WITH THE DRUMS)
He way off the side like tide rocked that boat
Only bent a gram, then in a plan, he stay off the goat

Gotta rock that road
Its easier breezy when you're cheesy
Stupid jock strap jokes and he
Got that code

Lock that oat
Then slippery slipping on a fat royal, pal
Can't knock that smoke, dope!
JC got that tho'

So he choose to get off it
Choose to get off
Wagon and a band or two
and (he) snooze when it's soft

Lagging like a lad with a dragon and a slab of some crystalline emerald
Swagger on some shwag

Mag
Nificent spliffed again
Zoned out cryptic
In specific ways ignorant to anti-human syndicates

Incendiary sentences just flame the fires and kindle it
wind'll be a good thing

To cool out the heat in grave attire

Frames the buyers maims the expectations of the excellence
Days is ex-pectorating next-pectations

Blame the liars, lames, and dire curves we drift thru that
Made the wires for this commentary jitsu
Did commissary get you?

It's you plain clothed military picking
Country serving flunkies living up like killing season
Dishonourably charged for acts of treason

Down for hunting with a reason in your region
Leaving bloody trails of even innocent people
Cause you're judge and jury deemings

Judge and jury of demons
What is blurry is reason
Nuff Respect for those veterans
Who never picked the fight

Gone ones? No you are wrong dun
Long run they ain't got as much as what was coming
they should've got when it counted
Like poverty with their abundance

At the least what they handed out
Karma to return on their wicked shit
Arrogance is the sickening
Embarrassing in the thick of it
(END 1)

VERSE
Peace peace

(IN WITH THE DRUMS)
Is it human to be
Strong armed oppressed segregated classed seperated kidnapped defeated tricked reprogrammed then deleted?

Defecated on and spit out like the appetisers we are
Celebrated as the only planet that couldn't figure it out and now my nigga it's south
Now my ninjas it's out

Cause the long arm never lessens its grip on the mass interest
To be Peace....
Unless our own circuitry is in sync for them bastards
We needs some backwards, release, relief

And it really is a beast and it beats
In about a trillion different hearts
Has a gazillion different ventricles at least

This centrifuge wasn't for just the kicks
Nope, local genius, it was to bring you back into the mix between
The vocal meanings, mention you,

Hopefully so hit correct frequencies to touch the wave that you made it in on
Blessings on that, whether you flew or spin on, let things contact

And he means cycles as if in you'll never see it again
Unless never seeing again is in you're interest
He's eating a pen, the best bling is long life lived untreated by chem

No biggie ain't the same as eating the lead served hot and piercing the individual who's been drinking instead.
Two to the head and thinking dude isn't dead.


Gone twice, expand then contract
A long light spans off in the distant's conscience

Expanse then compact
Expat gone; long lap
Expert gone amateur
Excerpt long gone past....

The net worth will go on gashed
Even question the network with your wrong ass
Leave it to the experts to get drawn and quartered in the
Soundclash


Rhyme will cease...
Even if you gotta fake it.
And make it

Find that ease.

Mind at ease
Find the boost, mind the pull
Find the turn
find the push
Find ourselves find the key

Mind the keys
blind ourselves
hide and we
Eyes can't see
eyes that we
It's even closer than our eyes can see

Up in and grin
Within the wrap
And lining chi

Climbing sparks
Find your tree
Minding starts

Eyes receive
blinding dark


Closer than WHAT

(what?) it is your eye receives
and come and take a look with it
Come along come along

Closer than the eye can see
There are other things at stake
Like the eyes of we

How fair is this?
There it is.
What you think?
How's it feeling?

How's it look, how about a look
How about a hook for the crowd revealing

There it is..the crowd is kneeling>>
One tap
Step back

and the ground is bleeding
and nerves unwrap the crown is peeling
>>We deserve that
At least give a fair one blurred by facts

And some reform
The war had just begun at best there's funds
And timely force

Was it a joyful song
when the West had sung


The West was won
We state in our recourse,
without remorse
Of course

we'll never see the best

Why wait for the rest and fun, esp.
If death's to come

By the way which West was won?
Golden as seconds run
Gold is not a second Sun.

Faith stumbling your hands are holding sand
Like fate's coming

You throw up your hands
For sake, change nothing

The ways we take somethings
We are stuck in the plans

or do you get in the van
And stick with your fams.

We are stuck in the plans

Your faith's tumbling

SILENT END
What a view
Admiring another broken
ocean
Smiling while they're smoking open

They're killing either bad luck or sad sacks
He filled the ether adjunct to neither

Millimeters add up
The distance was more than mirage
In that instance he broke for the doorway

Top speed into the staircase the fours chase
Knock kneed need not participate
this was not for faints

At top speed leaning forward into the paint
They had a grudge and a fear of the boss
If they let him slip away they'd have to hear from the boss

It's clear that the cost is everything asking
Put it all out on the table or you will only have been
We are has beens with aspirins
Or are we just above the average backspin ?
SILENT OUTRO

SILENT INTRO
If they took another gear from the boss
They'd be so in debt
Profit loss couldn't be overset

Overscent the overt cess
Odor lent, itself to remind
The mind of pine

Over checks, and virtual currency
Even though the best investments
Changing by the moment with an urgency

Emergency, humans down and classes up
Class is stuck in the dictionary between
Clap and cluck

Lap and lux
Only for the rule breakers
Move takers risk getters and tool shakers

Tool bench is empty, it's all on the floor
While this fool gets it gently
Always need more
SILENT OUTRO

SILENT INTRO
So invest in stocks
The same chains on the boats
That just checked the Docks

Just check the docs
Won't find much, classified
Till we see fit like the best of Pac

Incest is not pretty
Neither is cannabalism
But we eat and f*ck ourselves like
Glad bags of ism

Last lag was rhythm
But have you even rhymed?
So don't give him sh*t
When the suckers are made prime- time

Primed to dissolve what you earned to resolve
The fuel that burns in your walls
With fabricated anthems most cannot discern from
Gold

But different metals, they have different purposes
It's up to us know to avoid or give services
Do your studying, cross your references
Before the media tries to double cross your medium

Even when meeting
SILENT OUTRO