| Peace of mind’s the only thing worth killing for
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| Exhaust all options, be sure that there isn’t more
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| It’s the closest we can get to heaven in this lifetime
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| A quiet mind in an energized corpse
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| My homeboy getting closer to Christ
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| Studying the Gospel, at first I was hostile
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| «Religion's all bullshit, why do you try?»
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| With bags under his eyes he said, «Man, I got to
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| And if it’s not true it’s only through my view.»
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| So I well wished him and offered my assistance
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| Who am I to tell that man how to sleep?
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| I’m an MC, not a posturepedic physician
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| 'Cause I don’t got the answers my damn self
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| Insanity and genius, I’m straddling the boarder
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| Like indecisive immigrants already missing home
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| But what could be, to not see would be torture
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| Forwards the only way to move
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| We backslide but don’t let them record you
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| And if so, own up
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| Don’t let 'em have your pride like, «Oooh, ah ha, look, man, I got you.»
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| Guilt, exercise through, trying to deny you with hopes to demise you
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| So if it’s the Bible or the Koran that keep you from killing a moron, I got you |
| We all here for survival
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| The life you live is the ultimate trial
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| I ain’t saying it’s not your world
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| Just remember that it’s mine, too
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| And you can’t hide, it’s gonna find you
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| And you can’t front, it’s behind you
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| I ain’t saying it’s not your world
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| But just remember that it’s mine, too
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| They say they want peace so bad they’ll make war for it
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| If that made sense to you then I’m all for it
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| If you like me, you see the flaw in the logic
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| Not the needle in the hay, don’t squint, it’s mad obvious
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| Terror situation is preposterous
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| Niggas dying on the front line is so monstrous
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| All that for oil, now look at the consequence
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| Holler at your Congress
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| They holler back, it’s all nonsense
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| TV be sounding like gibberish
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| Play a CD and they sounding so niggerish
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| Something kinda fishy like clitoris
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| Medicine lying in bed with big businesses
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| Can’t tell the difference between the cure and the sicknesses
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| Side effects worse than the shit you getting rid of, it’s ridiculous
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| I ain’t never claim to be deep in the politics |
| I can see plain you trying to feed me a pile of shit
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| We all here for survival
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| The life you live is the ultimate trial
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| I ain’t saying it’s not your world
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| But just remember that it’s mine, too
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| And you can’t hide, it’s gonna find you
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| And you can’t front, it’s behind you
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| I ain’t saying it’s not your world
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| But just remember that it’s mine, too
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| Peace God
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| Hotep shalam
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| As-salam alaykum, wa alaykum salam
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| That’s just a few examples of ways to respond
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| But we lose track and run away from the bomb
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| We got more in common then we’re led to believe
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| But hate mongers, go around and spread a disease
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| We stay in conflict, «He said he was better than me?
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| Okay, watch then, he gonna regret that speech.»
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| I’ve been in constant jeopardy since I can remember each
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| Year that passed by, still as lost as ever
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| Meanwhile looking better, he’s a Yogi
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| Last has Islam and Moseir caught the ghost
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| Monique whole fam know they plan
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| That don’t mean it work for me just 'cause it work for them
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| I can’t search for Zen, I let it find me |
| And finally be the change that I wanna see
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| You see
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| We all here for survival
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| The life you live is the ultimate trial
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| I ain’t saying it’s not your world
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| Just remember that it’s mine, too
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| And you can’t hide, it’s gonna find you
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| And you can’t front, it’s behind you
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| I ain’t saying it’s not your world
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| But just remember that it’s mine, too |