King Book - Peace of Mind

Yeah
I do this all for my peace of mind (Peace of mind)
I do this all for my peace of mind (Peace of mind)
People be like, "Book, why you rappin' man?" (Why you rap so much, Book?)
If you ain't doing what you love, then what you doing?

Now it's the King Book bumpin' through your stereo
I follow drum lines like gum lines in perio (Ooooh)
The ladies love my cheese
They tryna take my dairy, yo
I been on 50 first dates in this month, I Barrymore (That's Drew)
Bodies than the graveyard keepers
Got so many haters
I just call 'em sleepers
Open up your peepers to the song screamin' like it's an emergency
"911, King Book is tryna murder me!"(Help, help, help!)
I take no pity when I'm jumpin' on back beats like track meets
Hear the bass thumpin' through the back streets
Bumpin' Blackstreet
I keep it No Diggity
When I'm in the back seat, I'm known to spit it quick, lickety split
I'm going so bananas, I got massive appeal
You need this track every day like a potassium pill
Addictive as crack
No ifs, ands, or buts
If you're laggin' behind, then back it up cause

I be writin' what I think at the time
You don't always need a reason to rhyme
So where's the crime?
If I think a thought is dope
Then I let my fingers piece the line
I do this all for my peace of mind (My peace of mind)

I be writin' what I think at the time
You don't always need a reason to rhyme
So where's the crime?
If I think a thought is dope
Then I let my fingers piece the line (Piece their line)
I do this all for my peace of mind
(My peace of mind, my peace of mind)

Yeah, yeah
I do this all for my peace of mind
Yeah
I do this all for my peace of mind
(My peace of mind, my peace of mind)
Yeah, yeah
I do this all for my peace of mind
One more time
Yeah

I do this all for my sanity
Try to deflate my vanity
Reserving my profanity for climbing the calamity hill (Yeah)
Feeling like I'm crazy
Livin' in the Amityville house of horror
Need to clear my brain on vacation in Bora Bora (Whoop, whoop!)
But I'm just a college student
Man, I can't afford to be an explorer
Don't know how Dora does it
She's like eight years old
On the go until I die like Diego
Bring my crew with me
Cross the country in a Winnebago (Vroom vroom!)
So cold, man, that's how my winter day go
Darkness spark this melodic say so
So while you lay low
I'm stackin' my cheese, countin' my queso
Shouting, "Hola" to them señoritas
They be fuegoooo (Hot, hot, hot!)
If you ain't with me, kick rocks
Y'all know I got the master key, I pick locks
Like Master P, there's no limit to my style (No Limit!)
No catastrophe if I decide to be versatile

I be writin' what I think at the time
You don't always need a reason to rhyme
So where's the crime?
If I think a thought is dope
Then I let my fingers piece the line (Yeah)
I do this all for my peace of mind (My peace of mind)

I be writin' what I think at the time
You don't always need a reason to rhyme
So where's the crime?
If I think a thought is dope
Then I let my fingers piece the line (Yuh)
I do this all for my peace of mind
(My peace of mind, my peace of mind)

Yeah, yeah
I do this all for my peace of mind
Yeah
I do this all for my peace of mind
(My peace of mind, my peace of mind)
Yeah, yeah
I do this all for my peace of mind
I tell 'em one more time
I do this all for my peace of mind
(My peace of mind)

I do this all for my
I do this all for my
My peace of mind

Written by:
Breyton Booker

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