Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Peace God, artist - Nas. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Peace God |
| Fist full of dollars in a dice game god |
| D & D glass cloth Kangols guided by angel with white wings |
| Nas the Viking fresh from my ankles thankful |
| Gangster see gangster do I’m Langston Hughes predecessor |
| Gun on my dresser slang I use upset college professor |
| More knowledge than Webster dictionary obituary column plus sign 'em |
| The first fake rapper murdered for rhyming |
| The jig is up gut 'em like fish swiss cheese 'em up |
| My wrist is freezing up sick of these ducks on my hiatus |
| Poking out their chest like they tall as sky scrapers |
| But they small as a shanty in a African village |
| Soft as cotton candy we assassins and killers |
| Let shottie off in club floors pellets spraying your familia |
| You screaming like you love war |
| Everybody’s crazy |
| Somebody’s gonna get shot get rob get done get stomp get drop |
| Ladies love thugs and my thug love hip hop |
| Thugs love ladies and ladies they love hip hop |
| Peace fuck you with a fist in your ass |
| You pussy with yeast, you shook of the streets, you a Sisqó fag |
| You know blood baths I makes 'em fake thugs I hate 'em |
| 8 slug I’m bustin' no discussion or waiting |
| Cause now Instead of coke rhymes it’s laying |
| No analog it’s digital criminals turned rapper times is changing |
| Niggas get flashier houses more plusher |
| Bitches giving ass up at ages more younger |
| Hands on the clock keep turning, hands on a Glock they keep squeezing |
| Bullets stop in your sternum they stop you from breathing |
| I’m light year far your mouth get all white |
| When I’m near you I frighten your heart |
| I want you to watch me notice stare look closely |
| Feel I’m who you posed to be real I know it hurts you |
| Soldiers approach you, you want to squash it, you older than most dudes |
| Although Nas did you and your whole crew, but |
| I know where niggas sleep; |
| it’s too many schemes too many plots |
| War plus money man I got too many spots |
| Hungry niggas get tutored to thinking new shit to come up |
| Killers fuck with killers you sleeping you getting stuck up |
| Not me your not ready I’m low but I be watching |
| We all connected so your man know my man |
| Your man knows my fam' they was cool when they was locked up |
| Beat cases and now niggas back on the block what |
| Bothers is taking secret routes when they drive |
| Tinted windows ears to the street stay on their job |
| Peep niggas that got prices on their head so high |
| Their own my will take the contract surprise |
| So we play a mental game intimidation |
| Got pussy niggas get pressed up on and paying |
| I wish these niggas would step up wait for the day an |
| Since I’m famous they thinking assault rifles won’t be spraying |
| Who ever thinking coming to my vault for the safe |
| I got some niggas with acid get it thrown in your face |
| Play dirty catch your moms in J-30 |
| Whatever whodie we all crazy we all 7:30 now |