Peace God Lyrics by Wyclef Jean

Peace God Lyrics

    [Intro]
    I'm only eight
    I got no choice but to sling crack

    Yo who you pushin weight for
    Dog I ain't no rat
    Cause rats get found in the back of garbage trucks
    With they mouth taped up
    Lookin like sittin ducks
    Well you don't look like a sittin duck and your mouth ain't taped up
    What more small the market, Clef
    You get stuck up
    With what
    From a fiend
    I just bought a twenty-two
    Now it's funny you should say that
    Cause the gun looks bigger than you
    Now get your ass back in the house
    Shut up!
    **
    From BK back to NJ
    Crouchin tiger style
    Let's go

    [Continuous Humming]
    Feel it
    Feel it
    Peace God
    [Chorus]
    Peace God
    You gave me the voice to speak, God
    Speak God
    Wyclef Jean bout to hit the streets hard
    Peace God
    Peace
    You gave me the voice to speak, God
    Masquerade- my message to the streets, y'all
    [Repeat]
    Yo peace God
    These words came from a revelation
    Whether you free or you going through incarceration
    Inhale, exhale herbal meditation
    Put the fire arms away
    Cause we don't want no confrontation
    Not me, I'm talkin bout you jerk
    Cause when you die your life ain't even worth the paperwork
    So, peace God, even through war we bring peace
    And after the blood shed then your first son deceased
    And you will understand I'm the beginning of the end
    The alpha, omega, the present, and the future
    So hold on to your winchester
    Cause the hollow tip penetrate lead through your polyester
    Peace God, even though we ice the wrist
    Guzzle the fifth
    Protect us with a crucifix, Lord
    And bless me with an extra clip
    So just in case one jam release my twin from my waistband

    [Chorus x 2]

    Ay, yo peace God
    I ain't tryin' to see the graveyard
    But in this game of life I was dealt the wrong card
    I wasn't born this way it just came to be
    Sellin crack through a alley where the fiends rally
    Where the dealer was the president
    And the fiend was the voter so they voted for the government
    And stick ups was only natural
    It seem every other day a new gun pointed at you
    Peace God
    Yo only God got the answer
    And sorry bout ya mom dyin of cancer
    But congratulations, I heard you no longer a runner
    You a big man now, the black Tony Montana
    But watch out cause I heard wealth bring envy
    Trust me I did sing for the Kennedies
    Until we meet again feel my words through my pen
    And stay pure in the city of sin

    [Chorus x 2]
    [Humming]
    [Chorus x 2]

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