| There’s no peace in violence
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| There’s no one to blame
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| There’s no love in silence
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| When the world’s all in flames
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| There’s no peace tomorrow
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| There’s no peace today
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| Nothing to trade or borrow
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| When the world’s in decay
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| I am a dragon spitting fire and ashes
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| Nine times the twin tower collapses
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| Eleventh hour capture
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| Welcome to my jungle —
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| Made a promise to the world
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| Till my last breath paces out
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| Until I’m six feet deep in the ground
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| And I take that bow
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| I’ma go hard-no stoppin' now
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| Even if the sky blackens
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| And crashes down-
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| So leave the house light on
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| Till I’m coming home God
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| Though as long as I’m alive
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| I’ma along for the ride
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| There’s no
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| Peace in a world, that’ll strike
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| With the wicked attack outta spite
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| That is flickin' an hackin' a knife
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| With a pick-axe, stabbin' a spike-
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| And you can’t put a price on a life
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| So inaccurate
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| Laugh at it, yeah
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| While I’m cackling
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| Packet of matches
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| I’m fast as light
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| With the rappin', right?
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| When I spit with with so vicious
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| There’s no peace in violence
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| There’s no one to blame
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| There’s no love in silence
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| When the world’s all in flames
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| There’s no peace tomorrow
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| There’s no peace today
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| Nothing to trade or borrow
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| When the world’s in decay
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| Welcome to the jungle, don’t stumble
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| I see you suckers ain’t ready
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| You hear that rumble?
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| I’m coming, and the shaking ground isn’t steady
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| A change is coming in the heart of the city
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| Greed is the enemy
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| I’ve wanted money since I picked up a penny
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| So pick it
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| But the money just don’t fill me up
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| Where’s the fulfillment?
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| What gives life, it’s meaning? |
| -
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| Is it working a nine to five
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| Just to survived. |
| -
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| To the weekend?
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| Or is it grinding
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| Believing
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| You can strive
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| And achieve it-
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| After all, where’s the harm, in dreaming?
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| And hey we’re only humans-
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| But maybe we could- use our brains
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| Instead rage
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| To communicate
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| And lose the hate-
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| See it’s never too late
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| To turn the page
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| And learn new ways
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| Let’s start today
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| Cause there’s no peace
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| When our speech isn’t we bleed cause
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| There’s no peace in violence
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| There’s no one to blame
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| There’s no love in silence
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| When the world’s all in flames
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| There’s no peace tomorrow
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| There’s no peace today
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| Nothing to trade or borrow
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| When the world’s in decay
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| Am I the oracle?
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| That was rhetorical
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| Kid, I’m horrible
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| They’ll probably put me in that basket of deplorable’s…
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| And, there was never no peace in violence
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| But if they throw me to the lions
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| Then tomorrow they’re gonna find that
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| I could go harder than a diamond-
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| It’s evident we been at war, when the globe
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| Is going rouge
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| And it’s showing no
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| Signs of slowing, though
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| We have hope…
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| WHOOO!
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| There’s no peace tomorrow
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| There’s no peace today
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| Nothing to trade or borrow
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| When the world’s in decay |