Tranquility

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Well, thank God for the shooter, hmm
 And thank God for the leader, hm
 And think hard for a message
 Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
 We're tranquil for a Brutus, hey
 And hard road for a Ceasar, hey
 Well, who came from the heavens?
 They kill for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus, hm
 And thank God for the shooters
 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
 Well, thank God for the shooter, hmm
 And thank God for the leader, hm
 And think hard for a message
 Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
 We're tranquil for a Brutus, hey
 And hard road for a Ceasar, hey
 Well, who came from the heavens?
 They kill for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus, hm
 And thank God for the shooters
 Well, thank God for the shooter, hmm
 And thank God for the leader, hm
 And think hard for a message
 Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
 We're tranquil for a Brutus, hey
 And hard road for a Ceasar, hey
 Well, who came from the heavens?
 They kill for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus, hm
 And thank God for the shooters
 And some of us fall and some of us hover
 And 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
 Who's really the prey? Who's 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
 Well, thank God for the shooter, hmm
 And thank God for the leader, hm
 And think hard for a message
 Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
 We're tranquil for a Brutus, hey
 And hard road for a Ceasar, hey
 Well, who came from the heavens?
 They kill for a blessin', they gon' do it to Jesus, hm
 And thank God for the shooters
 

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04:19
Tempo
85 BPM

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