2-Tone - Peace Pipe lyrics

* pre-censored before release [South Park Mexican] Uh What's really goin' on My people We on the rise We just open our eyes Do you see what makes us weak k**in' each other for a color Right now as I speak Understand the cowards act fools But the bravest of men Obey Gods rules [Verse 1: South Park Mexican] I see my streets full of hustlers sellin' dope Creeping trophy trucks and buzz on k**er smoke I see older folks turn away They disgusted On the money that I earn a day And they been busted but Everybody paid for Tha way they live May I be, on my way, Lord I make a wish I see mothers on crack G's gotta serve 'em Everybody wanna stack Ki's, it don't hurt them Cold blooded, will it ever be Ain't no love You can die and still never see That the blood That you spillin' is your own kind Now, take a look Who you k**in' when you go blind All the years Sellin' bricks black taught me well That life Only gives back what you can sell And this message is Colored by dispairity Since adolescence These streets wanna marry me And it's on Chorus: 2-Tone We're gonna take control Take our place, how to tote 'em bowls You know we got to blow That peace pipe Peace pipe We're gonna take control No matter where we go You know we got to blow That peace pipe Peace pipe [Verse 2: Lil' Russ] Stop the greed As I proceed to blaze And recollect my thoughts, cause we livin' in the last stage Of Revelations Doomed for a devastation So before I die, I'm a bring about this unification Spreadin' love All across the whole nation Sheddin' tears, for my peers, and all this [{*sh***}] we facin' Cause Lord knows This Mexicano had it bad Just like the rest, of my people had, in the past Livin' in misery Sufferin' through poverty But I'm a help my fellow brothers through this struggle, G Lil' Russ Well, let it be known, worldwide So I'm a reunite mi gente til we unified Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: South Park Mexican] Bandanas flaggin' everywhere Clamin' sets Gangstas playin' double dare Aimin' techs Many people heard of me When I was lost Involved in a dirty dead With Nina Ross Always was the fool, dad Was at the party But my steel hammer pulled back Thank God, he done Turned into a better man My second chance But I don't think I ever can Forget the past We was kids playin' football Havin' fun, and Now we playin' shoot y'all With real guns One time for my dead friends I do my best So the trigger happy trend ends So you can rest Repeat Chorus Twice [2-Tone] Peace pipe Peace pipe Peace pipe Peace pipe Peace pipe Peace pipe