Piece 4 Peace Lyrics

Piece 4 Peace - Priddy Ugly

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Piece 4 Peace

I don’t know many men that can rap from the heart

Puttin’ pen to a pad is an art

As a kid I was stabbed at the park

My heart is as black as the dark

You bitches sound like cats when you bark

Let’s take it back to the start

I’m spittin’ only facts in the bars

We die for this passion of ours

I need more racks in the cart

About to get a plaque, fuck a chart

I can tell you don’t know how it feels to have a gun to your head

Older sister took a gun to the chest

It punctured her lung through her flesh

For her phone, almost plunged to her death

Real life not a stunt on the net, ooh

Therе’s majita from the streets in the East

Who targeting thе keys to your peace

So, pops kept a piece for his peace

Never kept that piece out of reach

Since a teen pops would sleep with his piece in his sheets

So it kept my mama on her knees while he sleeps

Mama always told me to believe in my dreams

When homies in my team won’t believe what I seen

Can’t believe he was turned to a meme on a screen

Sounding “Priddy Ugly” on this Mash beat

Because the city love me, I need money like a athlete

Could’ve been a baller, ntwana yami, had a bad knee

Need my granny to touch a Grammy ‘fore my gran leaves