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фотография Magic

Название :

Do You Really Want Peace

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Жанры :    hip hop   japanese   psychedelic rock   psychedelic   neo-rockabilly

Видео: Magic -  Do You Really Want Peace  


C-Murder talks

Chorus-C-Murder
Now do you really want peace
Or do you really want beef-(2x)
You say keep it real
It`s all about the game
But when you live the street life
It can bring you so much pain

{C-Murder}
Now I`m tryin` and pryin` and
Pullin` dem hoes
Smoking so much green
I just can`t feel it no mo`
Now when I`m high ain`t no lie
I`m kind of stronger than before
I lose my buzz and I wonder
How that blood go on the floor
Now I`m competing wit` nobody
My gun is bigger
Now I ain`t looking for trouble
But I ain`t runnin from no nigga
I meet aside for my nigga
Reincarnating get revenge and granting wishes
Leave the bitch wit` his jealous friends
Ain`t nothin` mo` dangerous than a man in denial
Ask the Hail Mary please baptize me in eternal fire
Cause evil lurks behind every door
Papa killed hisself
I guess he couldn`t take it no mo`
And livin`young and dumb
Niggas hustlin` for fun
Hoes addicted to dubs like fiends addicted to drugs
My young victims on these killin` fields
Wishin` for peace
But see the opposite of ??? is dead-end streets

Chorus-2x

{Magic}
Now do you really want beef huh
You showing off in front of dem chessy broads
What I supposed to blow this off
Fuck that shit I`m going off
Say Fath let me holla at you about something
You got a light(Here)(gunshot blast)
Then I start to dump it
Didn`t matter where the fuck we at
You gonna get ya issue
So tell ya papa bye-bye
And I know that he gon` miss you
But my nerves bad and
I don`t play no games wit` ya
Now ya mama eyes running masscara she need tissue
Dressed in all black
This could`ve been avoided
But ya started now you`re dearly departed
Hit`em wit` a mickey
Fakin` like a waiter
He drinkin` gin and juice
He`ll never taste the flava
A few seconds later he gettin` all dizzy
Fallin`,reachin` for the table
Once yoy croos the line fuck peace
And I won`t rest until yo` funky ass deceased
Ya heard me

Chorus-2x

Magic talks
Music til fade
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