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The Dean's List lyrics

No Peace in A Rebel

Soldiers of the world, he was ready for disaster,
We've had enough of your pollution, you're just killing us faster.
The people want change, now, not a priest on a playground
Or a church with no solution, they believe in evolution.

I believe in everything I talk about, I walk around the city with the people I forgot about
It's Sunday and I'm frank, get high in the motherfucker, take a look at all the little things you know about.
That's why I rap about it, hustle on my leg, my brother, just don't be mad about it.
Just don't be mad about it.

Soldiers of the world, he was ready for disaster,
We've had enough of your pollution, you're just killing us faster.
The people want change, now, not a priest on a playground
Or a church with no solution, they believe in evolution.

And I believe in you and I believe in her and I believe in fire, let this motherfucker burn.
Ain't nobody on the way up, ladies are you all down,
Niggers need to wake up, haters, you can lay down.
Haters, you can lay down, haters, you can lay down, yeah.

No peace in a rebel, get rich, want a piece of the devil,
Sorry, nigger, I could pee on your level, I'm good with God you can see I'm a temple.
I cease with the keys to the thing, flex and go, I might shoot for the string,
Bitches go handful, nigger would have ringed and a full finger road pain and plan for camp.
No peace in a rebel, get rich, want a piece of the devil,
Sorry, nigger, I could pee on your level, I'm good with God you can see I'm a temple.
I cease with the keys to the thing, flex and go, I might shoot for the string,
Bitches go handful, nigger would have ringed and a full finger road pain and plan for camp.

This roof for y'all and that's pea to peas
This slow enough, and nobody v,
I got two to go and no, probably three,
But say fuck '?em hoes, they don't fuck with me.
My slang bad and my bitch bad,
That's all you say with your rich ass.
I gave the game a good whip flash,
I rap nice, with no gift back.
I kick ass when I punch lines,
A smooth gal when it's crunch time
I see a lot of what they do
And big half these niggers should pay you.
We are the enemy career, how the fuck did you get here?
I may whether, you may believe, I run the game, you made the team.
I run the game, you made it in.