Let's talk about a n***a done lost his head Maybe a mulatto woulda only been half dead All his grounds quicksand ain't nothing to believe in He just cynical but they call him a heathen Lean up on da people's kid more than himself Happiness is worthless, money where he find his wealth I can't feel you no more It ain't the real you no more Come back cry in my arms I don't mean you no harm You know I'll listen but you won't speak You know I'll show you, you won't peak I know it ain't the truth that you seek They call you strong but I see you weak I know it ain't the truth that you seek ... There was peace when there was nothing left You found Nirvana with a little d**h There was peace when there was nothing left You found Nirvana with a little d**h Can't believe it won't believe it, what we come to? You staring down the barrel of a gun too? But it ain't my finger or yours behind the trigger Ain't nobody worried, "down another n***a," huh? You mistook denial for depression Then the Kid gave you new direction Caught myself, lulled into a groove Scope still at the head, make sure you watch your move You was taken out by a n***a darker than me Click... Click... spark it I'm free You given up on everybody close to you People's Kid'll tell you that is what you supposed to do That's too deep that's too real I'm just saying how I feel There was peace when there was nothing left You found Nirvana with our little d**h There was peace when there was nothing left You found Nirvana with our little d**h There was peace when there was nothing left You found Nirvana with a little d**h There was peace when there was nothing left You found Nirvana with a little d**h