is, we're all a part of the same race,
the world would be a much
Thinker, thinker, thinker,
You wanna go and pull the trigger
You call yourself a home run hitter
Cause he like to do crime
Before the ammo starts to release
It conjurized with release,
but if they drop, civilization will stop
And from the air, you cannot tell
who will get splat on the ground
You look around, dead bodies found
you're squeezing up more rounds
You know that war will cause bloodshed
Before the ammo starts to release
Think about, think about,
Think about, think about,
Think about, think about, think about Pete
nobody called the cops and he dropped
I thought I heard one, two, three shots
And now the kids were crying
The father was lying on the ground
while their mother watched him dying
A quote on the bills not being paid off
A household with both parents laid off
And now the trouble gets deeper
Now the state wants to be
Before the M .O. starts to release
Think about peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace,
peace, peace, peace, peace, peace,
peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, You
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