tranquility

well

thank god for the shooter

and thank god for the leader

and think hard for a message

blink art on pedestrians

what are you

a believer?

tranquility for a brutus

and hard road for a ceasar

well

who came from the heavens?

they killed for a blessin'

they gon' do it to jesus

them hard streets make a militant man

fuck a bitch

be as real as you can

our education

they tend to say we killers again

but i'd rather give this living a chance

i'm getting patience

i wonder if the world is gon' see us

it's just niggas

they treat lyrics like i hold triggers like i make difference

then downplay

what i'm given like i'm no different

it make me wanna move to my aunt's house

i've been on pills since a little one

start with advil then we level up

i wonder if my son gon' trust me

after songs so ugly

bout his moms

ain't mean to see the world so crummy

they got tec-9's for jesus

so i figured that the second coming wasn't never coming

go figure heaven is a hassle cause

they don't even want a nigga back in africa

some of us fall and some of us hover

some of us shooters and some of us lovers

i see the sum of it all

i'm running for cover

invite you for supper

but really they hunt you

what's really 300

who's really a gangster

was really the prey

was really in danger

i'm willing to pray

i'm feeling the angels

is liquor the savior? this moment will contain us

and ride to the far side

i'm looking for peace

just spread the cigar wide

a moment of ease

hard benches for my brothers that be roaming the streets

we don't always be the leaders that they want us to be

i'm just hoping that she praying while she down on her knees

see i often treat these hoes like their fathers would be

good lord

my flaws

blind you

got you time for

my flaws