2DNS - SLICES OF A PEACE
[Intro]
Lemme get a
(lemme get a)
(lemme get a)
(lemme get a)
Slice of peace a slice of peace a slice of
(slice of peace)
Lemme get a
(lemme get a)
(lemme get a)
(lemme get a)
Slice of peace a slice of peace a slice of
(slice of peace)
[Verse 1]
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Is the riddle a little wrong?
(is the riddle a literal?)
Perforated pieces of peace falling
Far from home
Putting puzzle pieces in the dome
Fighting till it's all gone
But the progress still here
Cuz we ain't all gone (gone)
Cuz we ain't all home (home)
People purging them
People purging us
While they fucking with the voting polls
Blame it on us when a whistle blown by their own
While they
Moving goalposts to a different time zone
Now I'm on a wedge of a wailing duality
The Lexical Chef
Serving regenerative fatality
Music scene starving so I rhyme sing speech
To seek actionable hope to better cope and fix reality
Mixin in the kitchen
New flavors of a hidden immortalized black history
To bring the criticism
With the snacks and the full course witticism
Like finale for banality
I'm pushing limits
Physically strained, mentally drained, lyrically strange
Going in circles,
Tryna draw my lyrical phrase, stuck in my brain,
To make some spending change
As I exchange food for thought for personal gain
Grow the dollar, grow the name, change some thangs
Beyond barely maintain
Flex my range
(in the cycle of plight)
They want new slaves
Instead of making new ways to raise state minimum wage
Work people to grave instead of raise
Low pay
Savings stay misbehaved
Lost people find ways
Plot and spotlight better days
Highlight dilapidated plight miles away
Silent appraise meets loud waves to upstage caged fright
Strategic fight despite the blight forged (forged) in different forms
From head-nods to clothes worn,
From war-torn to world-lectures born,
Whole arm,
Simple symbol, much might,
Fist high, silent horn
Black, brown, every color around
Unite
(to end the cycle of plight)
[Chorus 1]
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
A slice of peace, a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
A slice of peace, a
Peace of man gone, ain't nobody home.
It’s wrong, niggas killing their own.
‘Cuz we ain't got no
SLICES OF A PEACE
We ain't got no
Peace of man gone, ain't nobody home.
Wrong. Niggas killing their own.
‘Cuz they ain't got no
SLICES OF A PEACE, ah
[Verse 2]
They keep us too busy or we killing each other
For feeling a breeze, too windy, too smothered
We doing backflips, to see what's in front of us
Now pizza man nor pizza woman can't deliver to some
Of us, hm
Fighting all
The isms
And
The schisms
From
The people on the shady side of rectangular prisms
‘Cuz they pour more power into
Putting more poor people into prisons
Instead of
Better mental, physical, fiscally fair healthcare systems,
Parks, education,
Rehabilitation, preventative care,
Careful hands that heal
Instead of
Corrupt systems that hurt and scare
So it's guns for days to assist or resist dismissed wisdom
Too many missing, too much traffic,
Too many moving keys and human beings behind the scenes
Tragic
Peace of man here as a no-show like failed magic
When niggas ears face the flow, all they hear is defeat
Savage
Hundreds of years later
Still no relief after the north won
But they provided reprieve to werewolf walking MAGA's abusive Uncle Tom
Some swinging for the fence, some swinging for the brain
Others in defense mode, some falling off fiscal fence chasing fame
Some swinging for face being chased by who’ll embrace disgrace
With haste, their hot stakes melting ice sailing deep space
They gon catch these hands
'Cuz we building a better palace
Building a better Black Wall St
With all this fucking money salad
Yuh
Nigga still at it,
Not a judge, but my hands on the mallet
Run up and get dropped, on the street or on the ballot
Won't be like Red Summer 19
We got the heat to burn your bad taste and your whole fucking palate
[Chorus 2]
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
A slice of peace, a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
Lemme get a
A slice of peace, a
Peace of man gone, ain't nobody home.
Niggas killing their own
SLICES OF A PEACE are gone
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[Outro]
Save us a slice of peace
Whoa
(home)
(home)
(home)
Let us get a (home)
Can we get the (home)
Can we get more (homes)
SLICES OF A
Written by:
2 DNS
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