Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Peace, artist - Axe Murder Boyz. Album song God's Hand, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Peace |
| I’m like Fuck Cocaine You’re all goin' to hell |
| I’m sniffin' powder off a Kurt Cobain shotgun shells |
| Now I’m high off the hatred he probably felt |
| We’re all callin' for peace and still prayin' for help |
| I smell demons in the air when I step out the house |
| I called 'em out and now they’re foamin' at the mouth |
| I said it’s about time you stop killin' all of our brothers |
| You muthafuckas With the poison you and your boys be feedin' to each other |
| Yo. |
| Visit the graveyard day of my death |
| Come back and bury all you muthafuckas who next |
| I got a mad grip on killa shit, Hittin the streets |
| Dead poetry over beats, bangin' freedom and peace. |
| So Peep |
| I know you hate me but my God is stronger |
| Watchin' my enemies burn in the flames of the karma |
| I never represent for demons and I’m killin' the beast |
| I challenge Satan in my sleep but the devil don’t wanna beef |
| No justice, No muthafuckin' peace |
| I be reversin' irreversible speech |
| Now everybody wanna beef but nobody want peace |
| So grap your piece And take a piece out ya jaw gots all ya teeth |
| Bouncin' off the street, I love your tendency to bleed |
| I’m a beast. |
| My hatchet had to handle hella beef |
| My crew will sauce you and the venues in the middle of the streets |
| Please listen to the lesson that I teach |
| Use your fuckin' mind inside all my enemies are fuckin' weak |
| Bonez Dubb: |
| What the fuck you talkin' bout? |
| Why don’t you lay it out? |
| While I pack a fuckin' nine right in the back of your mouth |
| No doubt, the best way to explain how I feel the pain |
| Pull a piece and paint the walls with your brain |
| Maintain a photogenic memory of the past at last |
| I’m gonna get my revenge by the way of the blast |
| In fact, to everyone it’ll be fun and talk that shit |
| I got a hollow-point tip for your whole weak-ass clique |
| Don’t trip. |
| I had to go to war with a judge in a robe |
| 'Cause the old fuck had it out for some rapper named Bonez |
| The last thing he’d expect is B-Dubb in his home |
| And catch an axe right in his back or his bigass dome |
| And to be up on yo head I’m a get that fa sho |
| Somebody want you fuckin' dead love to see you go |
| Kill a cop, kill a judge leavin em gunned and deceased |
| I live my life just smokin herb and bustin shots at police |
| No justice, No muthafuckin' peace |
| I be reversin' irreversible speech |
| Now everybody wanna beef but nobody want peace |
| So grap your piece And take a piece out ya jaw gots all ya teeth |
| Bouncin' off the street, I love your tendency to bleed |
| I’m a beast. |
| My hatchet had to handle hella beef |
| My crew will sauce you and the venues in the middle of the streets |
| Please listen to the lesson that I teach |
| Use your fuckin' mind inside all my enemies are fuckin' weak |
| No Peace! |
| When you’re starvin' and there ain’t nothin' to eat |
| No Peace! |
| When you’re walkin' with no shoes on your feet |
| No Peace! |
| Everybody’s actin' evil to me |
| No Peace! |
| Chop it up and serve it like beef |
| Fuck Peace! |
| I’m brain-dead and I’m losin' control |
| Fuck Peace! |
| Kill the president and dig him a hole |
| Fuck Peace! |
| Make him pay for the planet he stole |
| Fuck Peace! |
| You the muthafuckers that wanted to roll |
| Fuck Peace! |
| I be ' irreversible speech |
| Now everybody wanna beef but nobody want peace |
| So grip your piece And take a piece out ya jaw god’s all ya teeth |
| Bouncin' off the street, I love your tendency to bleed |
| I’m a beast. |
| My hatchet had to handle hella beef |
| My crew will sauce you and the venues in the middle of the streets |
| Please listen to the lesson that I teach |
| Use your fuckin' mind inside all my enemies are fuckin' weak |