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Keep Tha Peace (Explicit) - KAM
Fool what that Compton like
It's like Watts
What was you expectin'
We both checkin' knots
Buckin' shots the Eastside's no joke
So take a breather if you neither a G or a loc
And you can catch me in traffic
Dippin' on gold ones under short skirts like a Catholic
But some of y'all need to grow up
Set-trippin' when I pass by sayin'
What them niggas throw up
When they know where I'm from I confuse 'em
Don't play dumb remember um
He a Muslim
Every day so I say don't get it twisted
I'm talkin' 'bout your cap ol' chap if you missed it
But we only want peace
The real question is who down to make war with this beast
Now which side should I ride on
Don't blast give your brother a pass say
A'ight go
But be careful who ya hit up
Tryna get a rep but get that young a** lit up
So get up and stand up for this Black thang
And y'all brothers who gangbang try to keep tha peace
So put yo' gun away run away 'cause I'm back why
Hit 'em up get 'em up spit 'em up now
Stop the killing in the West and the East
For the sake of all the homies that's resting in peace
So put yo' gun away run away 'cause I'm back
Why
Hit 'em up get 'em up spit 'em up
Now
Stop the killing from the West to the East
For the sake of all the homies that's resting in peace
Yeah I know you wanna be a hog
And love doin' dirt just you and your road dog
On a hooride you glide throwin' up ya sign
This is Eastside BGs dumpin' with the nine
On ya own kind for a strike but let 'em be white
Then you pass by the a** wipe
Last night one time came thru the hood bustin'
Five-O is the ones I ain't trustin'
Us in the ghetto got it bad already
But always wanna go to war over somethin' petty
Steady puttin' work in on another Asiatic
A semi-automatic causin' crazy static
Among brothers of the same flesh and bone
Just say the wrong word and it's on
A family feud but this ain't no game show
We just both got tricked by the same hoe
Oh but now you ain't down for no mission
On a crooked cop or a prejudice politician
Who you know can't stand yo' guts
So stay home 'til you grow some nuts
And just keep tha peace
So put yo' gun away run away 'cause I'm back why
Hit 'em up get 'em up spit 'em up
Now
Stop the killing in the West and the East
For the sake of all the homies that's resting in peace
So put yo' gun away run away 'cause I'm back why
Hit 'em up get 'em up spit 'em up
Now
Stop the killing from the West to the East
For the sake of all the homies that's resting in peace
Now they say it's on with the esés right
But I know Chicano pride
So let's raise better days in jail so I'm quiet
Tryin' not to get stuck in a race riot
I can't buy it when I hear
That's the enemy
'Cause I'm knowin' deep down they're some kin to me
Still I gots to defend mine
Between love and hate it's a thin line
So I take it wit' a grain of salt
'Cause I'm really not knowin' who to blame or fault
For this tension I mention the skunk
Got crews cave-y the blue-eyed punk
Playin' both sides against each other
Now that's the real mutha mutha
You gotta join on to your own the question is can we
Keep it all in the family
Stop lettin' outside people in your circle
And take away everything that you worked for
Show love for yourself if you're willing
To stop the killer we could stop the killing
And you can keep the peace
So put yo' gun away run away 'cause I'm back why
Hit 'em up get 'em up spit 'em up
Now
Stop the killing in the West and the East
For the sake of all the homies that's resting in peace
So put yo' gun away run away 'cause I'm back why
Hit 'em up get 'em up spit 'em up
Now
Stop the killing from the West to the East
For the sake of all the homies that's resting in peace
So put yo' gun away run away 'cause I'm back why
Hit 'em up get 'em up spit 'em up
Now
Stop the killing in the West and the East
For the sake of all the homies that's resting in peace
So put yo' gun away run away 'cause I'm back why
Hit 'em up get 'em up spit 'em up
Now
Stop the killing from the West to the East
For the sake of all the homies that's resting in peace
I know you got little guns
That little foolish thing you got in your pocket you need to be ashamed
That's resting in peace
But I'm saying to you that with all your weapons you're only hurting yourself
That's resting in peace
And our young people are dying in the streets of America
By the hundreds and by the thousands
And it ain't white people killing us
It's us killing one another
