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Fes Taylor
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Peace
[Intro:Fes Taylor] Aiyo, yo, yo, what up, yo, what up, yo
[Chorus:Fes Taylor] To all my peoples hustling in the street, peace, peace Still standing on the corner with heat, it's no peace, peace It's Two 4 War, W.P., my homey, peace, peace Sometimes I think, we ain't never see, peace, peace
[Fes Taylor] I hope you had a good time, enjoy the dope rhymes Haters I know, ya'll hopin' that I won't shine This for my niggas that I got love for Hit 'em all raw, get on your feet and spin this love floor Learn from experience, never trust whores And I'm dead serious, when I say fuck the law Police ain't shit but the Ku Klux Klan with badges Black cops praising they masters, showing they asses Run up on us, cuz our chain smashing Blinding they eyes, when they drive by, stay harassing Every day blasting, hood stay hot, come on, imagine Living in the land of the savage Name brand fabric, head to toe Top of the line car, lotta gadgets, let's go The dash say 180, I'm try'nna go faster You like 'wow', when I blow past ya Yo, this be the words of the great, my music'll Rise the dead, my homey's rise and wait Belly aches made the hunger pace, too much to bear I rep my thugs, throw it up, in the air Proud to be a part of this Wolfpack family We ran horror to your house like Amity I like nasty chicks like Vanity Six Next year be 26, son, plan to be rich Understand we flip, like, it's the last days Escape the streets like rats in a maze Die from old age, we expect violent deaths Homey survive if you liver than the rest, yes Breath in tubes, apply it to your chest, that's what you get If you ever try Profes... Fire the Smith and Wess, and keep shootin' til we get respect Give me the loot, son, snatch begets Time for ya'll to pay like debts, you owe me alot All my blood, sweat & tears, spill on the block For all the lives lost in the struggle All the lies from these hoes when they say they love you And fucked your best friend, no wonder why we act shady to ladies Smile in your face, pregnant with the next man baby You made it, congratulations, 12 years in this rap shit, this is my graduation My reputation on Staten Island from wilding, peace, peace Never get it, shots go off, city never sleeps This one is not a rhyme, classify it as a speech
[Outro: Fes Taylor] Yo, I'd like to say peace to Park Hill Avenue, Raybrand Street Broadway, North Street, Jersey Street Port Richmond Ave., Richmond Ave., Richmond Terrace Holland Ave., South Ave., Shaolin, yo Peace to my Georgetown, South Carolina peoples, give it to raw My peoples in ATL, Cambleton to Auburt Ave., the Swats My coke head Long Island niggas, Richmond P, Burg V.A. South East, D.C., B-More niggas My Harlem, Manhattanville niggas, all project niggas 125 niggas, my Clarks and the Uttica, BK niggas My Kingsborough niggas, yo, I'd like to say peace To, Castlehill, Bronx niggas, Cypress Ave. niggas BD More niggas, my Queens, Jamaica Ave., niggas Linden Boulevard niggas, what up, my N.C., my N.C. Winstom-Salem niggas What about my Albany niggas, my Connecticut niggas My Brothersville niggas, my East Coast niggas, West Coast niggas Yo, L.A., Texas niggas, New Orleans niggas, Tennessee niggas All the rest of ya'll niggas, man, catch ya'll niggas on the next one
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