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ab-soul - peace lyrics

[part i]

[intro: punch]
release the fools, my brother
ooh
amen

[chorus: punch, punch & ab+soul]
i just want peace (yeah)
i just want peace (yeah)
i just want peace (yeah)
baby, i been taking losses, i don’t care how much it costs to stop it
i just want peace (yeah)
i just want peace (yeah)
i just want peace (yeah)
some think i just wasn’t enough, i’ve had another [?] throw your three’s up
i been sayin’ i just want peace
(yeah)

[verse 1: ab+soul]

what comes to mind is standing in rain
and the pebble out once again
clean you up without thе gain, did it for love, not to gain
if the climate changе, that’s fine by me (fine by me)
you don’t feel the same, that’s fine by me (fine by me)
can’t stay in your lane, you can fly by me (yuh)
all i need is the vibration high by me (yuh)
’til my number’s called, i wish this for all of y’all
say “on delivered,” that’s fine by me (ayy)
[chorus: punch, punch & ab+soul]
i just want peace (yeah)
i just want peace (yeah)
i just want peace (yeah)
baby, i been taking losses, i don’t care how much it costs to stop it
i just want peace (yeah)
i just want peace (yeah)
i just want peace (yeah)
some think i just wasn’t enough, i’ve had another [?] throw your threes up

[verse 2: lupe fiasco]

sk!ll is my jail, cover the bill with my bail
my wings hold water, they can’t deal with my whales
i got my weight up, put stilts on my scale
milk in my grail baguette, that’s get bag
drum clip like whiplash, that’s kick crash, that’s symbolic
art blakey with the arm lately, that’s stick math
like countdowns on the cell wall, my bandwidth is symphonic

benign rhymes over synth sonics are my environment
with epithets of my flowin’
sell the bricks can’t correct the stress what i’m shoulderin’
on the epaulettes of my clothing
no autotune, but aaron neville make effects all on my poems
that’s river styx, i’m wrathful, but i resurrect with my rowin’ (where we goin’?)
[outro: punch]
i just want—

[part ii]

[verse 1: doeburger]
rollie on, f+ck is you on?
you’ll be cryin’ enough
i you tired of losin’, loosen your tie and tighten up
how many times we been through this, bro? count it up
how many times they counted us out? you passed algebra
i know you sad and all that, trust me, i get it
but stand tall, you can’t fall ’cause they caught me slip—
yeah, i know, i was lackin’, but i still got active
that b+tch+ass n+gga popped me out of resistance, i kept it crippin’

dark boy, west side forties, i kept it lit
i know you said i should calm it down with all the flaws
i had a napoleon complex, but i was still a f+ckin’ boss

cussin’ your blind ass out, i know you still here
leave them f+ckin’ drugs alone, get on your a+game
you gettin’ old, it’s gettin’ cold every day, gang
i’m glad yo’ ass was in a cast and not in a casket
you coulda died but you survived now get yo’ cash, b+tch
kiss my nieces for me, practice what you preachin’, homie
cuz, i’m in heaven racin’ black sillis with jesus on gold roads
get your soul, don’t worry ’bout me
n+gga, you know i’m spottie
keep your third+eye open just like you told me

if n+ggas knew better
they would’ve knew better
[interlude: ab+soul]
you know n+ggas don’t know no better
told you n+ggas, time flies, love fades
so get paid
it’s burger (doeburger)
yeah

[verse 2: punch]
don’t be blind to a broken man’s dreams
god’s blessings don’t rest, his face is unclean
that includes the heart, the seed of motivation
the windows to your thoughts
close your eyes, you’ll see better in the dark
that’s what we cultivated
we elevated culture, they appropriate it
yeah, i shed a tear hearing doe’s voice
i pray for peace in the back of the rolls+royce
survivor’s guilt grip my soul, i ain’t have no choice
then those tears turned to tears of joy, i rejoiced
the value of suffering is so underrated
god gave his only begotten so we could make it
still, i got lost and indulged, my fragile soul was tainted
well acquainted, me and ms. pain still hangin’
yeah, the key is balanced, it ain’t peace at all
as above, so below, let the pieces fall (fall)
yeah, the key is balanced, it ain’t peace at all (peace at all)
as above, so below, let the pieces fall

[outro: punch]
yeah
let the pieces fall
they say god got a sense of humor
you wanna make him laugh?
tell him your plans for the future

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