3 PEACE

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Came in the game with a three piece
 I got the blood yeah I got the stripes, woah
 Laced up down to the feet, I can't take defeat
 That's checks over stripes, woah
 Got no time to be a dope fiend (no time)
 I'm just tryna' keep this all clean (oh yeah)
 I follow all of the hype b
 Like I'm tryna' to keep all the soles clean like woah, yeah
 Don't be concerned with the motor
 I swear that the drive is unheard of (woo!)
 Yeah, I ain't concerned with the modem
 I stay connected with the server (okay)
 You look a little upset (huh)
 Must have been something I said (huh)
 Why you hatin' on the Bible (why)
 Must have been something it said, yeah
 Father, Son, Holy Spirit
 Saved by the bread and the blood
 Used to get kicked out of church 'cause
 I dipped the bread in the blood
 Quien ta encima es la misma quien yo hablar con en la tarde
 Que ta arrento de mi cuerpo esta limpio, ya tu sabe
 Yeah, you can tell the people who ridin'
 Imma tell the people who drivin'
 Raced in the hood, diamond buried in the dirt
 Wasn't really worth finding
 Tellin' all the people no crying, I found the one to abide in
 Young Boop black sheep
 I was in too deep, but He went sea-diving (ay ay ay ay!)
 Thief in the night, here He come in the sky
 When you put up a fight, then you dead or alive
 What impresses the people, I cripple the people
 That cripple the people that's crippled I mean it
 When I say I don't want the glory, I mean it
 When I say I'm not the same Torey, I mean it
 Amen hallelujah, KB undefeated
 Evil gotta eat it, God can be seated
 Seeing all the pain, seeing all the change
 Changing my perspective, what was my objective?
 Object of my faith, always been rejected
 President elected, it don't really matter
 'Cause I always had a king
 They made they bed, now they gotta lay in it
 Coffin mistook for California king
 Had to go back to back like 2-4 did in '09 and '10 (Kobe)
 I go behind the back like no look pass
 From that boy Rondo, yeah (woo!)
 Hold on tight to that gold soul
 Know that's my type of bankroll
 High price so no easy money (no!)
 Eternal on the payroll (you know!)
 I had to smash like one time
 G.O.D. army and I'm on the frontline (ay!)
 Everyone look a little shaky like reverb added to the baseline (woo!)
 Side chain, side chain, side chain
 Check out the piece on my neckline (peace)
 I ain't got time to be stressin' yeah
 Check out the peace on my head like
 We not for sale, you can't hear that? (I'll just say it in braille)
 All of this way, hope that lucy (she don't tip the scale)
 Charged up like the energizer
 These days off, I don't take none
 Fed up with these handouts, like burnt toast swear I've been done
 Had to go back to back like Philly and Toronto
 Back to back like Celtics, Rondo
 Back to back like Lavar and Lonzo
 Hangin' off the top hole, screamin' like a whine though
 Yellin' dark to light, light
 View the light go, hope it ain't a crime no
 Killin' everything I step on
 Bug life, turns to ripped bones
 Shrug like, pray you don't get caught in a trap
 Like a bug, white got loose out of the trap
 I'm makin' something tight, ah!
 Pray I don't let them kill my vibe
 My sin got nowhere to hide
 Runnin' my race, Imma take it in stride
 Tryna' to be the best Torey alive
 It's Boopie, period
 

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Duration
02:54
Key
1
Tempo
135 BPM

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