Texty:
Tragedy Never Knowing Peace

? Never knowing solace, never knowing peace? Or is that culture only a projection of the violence in our minds? Forever seeking fullness but never knowing solace Never

gon' come It's a cold world and I can never go numb Look fear in the eyes, say I'm never gon' run Sooner or later I know the cheddar gon' come For now

ova ball ii got that pistol under every one of my garments, torment, torture, tragedy, catastrophe,no battery just murder in the coldest temperature, and I mean third degree, even if motherfucker never

fix Me and money makers be the first pick and Do the dirt quick and Sexy thug keep get me warm make my toes twitch Only fuck wit' the raw you should know

ever bein' at peace for a reason 'cause we ain't Never bein' equal they got us believin' we heathens, uncivil soldiers Of evil, reach up and assume the position, you know

game, y'know? What up to Moe Dee the legend? Rest in peace Cowboy, yeah All the rappers, male, female, DJ's, e'rybody Rest in peace Jam-Master Jay,

the calmer of the storm Oh, when the torment blows, the middle of the sea May I never trust, never trust in me 'Cause there in Your arms I find No tragedy

I can't blame the dealers My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels Shits real, I know you feel, my tragedy A single mother with

funny? Rest in peace to my mother, Aquillah Beale Rest in peace to my father, Salek Beale Rest in peace to my grandparents And thug in peace to my brother