Self Scientific - Peaceful lyrics
rate me*Trials of the black hearted, in the land where just because of your skin crooked cops make niggas targets
My upbringing with solid pushing I got involved with
could have had me stressed out or somebody caught me
Cold streets forming a land it's awkward can't even understand the language that they write the laws in
We've been struggling for centuries and better kinda odd how we made it in the streets out of lettuce
The book says only the word was in the beginning; I get the feeling only words will be here in the ending,
I lie with divine energy every time honest to power our words written in rhyme
Simple as pluckin’ grapes from the vine, I produce truth
Foolish and form deep in my mind, a couple a screws loose
Crazy is how I use laying tools on a (spruce goose? wtf?)
Focus on my own vision, niggas who screwed you
I form thoughts on left sides of the brain
I express it in the flesh in may come out as insane
I'm loyal like a nigga that grew up in a gang
Plus I resurrect the dead and bring them devils to flame
It's hard to raise children, no lights in the building and half the neighborhood won't survive in this system
The coroners overworked, cops killing every innocent nigga just trying to make a living
The effects of a drugged out city, kept it thugging all my niggas were thugged out with me
First born grandson of a killer from Mississippi
Hit the payment in the teens like he hit the G in the 60's
On a mission, they pushing that product purp, keepin me paranoid, already sold the city and carry it up like the Jeffres Boys
The 26's keep plenty bitches up in the ride, way to busy counting that cake to think about genocide
Pocket full of stones, but I'm killing my own
Matter of fact, I finish the pack before I finish this song
I wanna just rap collect my stash go rock some shows and get blown
No get no fuck I step on no toes a nigga just trying to get on
Get on some cheese, get on some green, get on some ho’s, get off my back
It ain't no justice for these people for what they did to Oscar Grant
Bust them back, take their life before they take it from us
They're just gonna kill us in our sleep if we don't wake the fuck up, fuck up
It's hard to raise children, no lights in the building and half the neighborhood won't survive in this system
Like it ain't a given we get up God willing if we're innocent nigga just trying to make a living
The coroners overworked, cops killer hands up to the ceiling if you feel like fuck the lieutenant and everybody be killed with them for the people they won't let live peaceful
The effect of a war torn city spreads like a cancer to the populace that shows no pity
Gotta get the people off the government titty
Sinners is so sick clearly, holler if you hear me, on my Pac shit until the pigs kill me
Cold slugs killing all my brothers in the city, you confuse a pistol with a taser gun, really? Shit
Another notch for the devisl that support this
How long till we afford to go through such tortures?
Young lives framed in a painful portrait
Blood stained pour us, concrete is morbid, innocent men slain aside a wood coffin
They contradict the laws far too often, proof that these people are devils and just thoughtless
Playing for peace now but won justice for oscar
Calling no angels of vengeance, to the government, we trying to case and get that crooked cop a stiffer sentence
This ain't the place where hate was invented, but I'll be damned if this face ain't the best they did it
Fooling the world into thinking that it's peaceful intrest
It's hard to raise children no lights in the building and half the neighborhood won't survive in this system
Like it ain't a given we get up God willing if we're innocent nigga just trying to make a living
The coroners overworked, cops killer hands up to the ceiling if you feel like fuck the lieutenant and everybody be killed with them for the people they won't let live peaceful*
Thanks to Zippo Hebs for correcting these lyrics
