Craxky - Need for Peace Lyrics

Uh-huh Young John
No longer in home studios
Need For Peace
Off of Saint And Sinner

Dead friends
Is all i could think about
Will it ever end
Who let these devils in
How long are they playing in
Or will i have to deal
Till i either die or kill
I Dont know who to trust
Who do i keep close to the chest
Situations i made it out was rest-less
And more complicated than chess
Snitching on each other
For street cred and press
Any shit for bread and cheddar-cheese
Foes always posing,not for images
But as friends
This shit seems to be in trend
Putting innocent lives to rest
Not in peace but in pieces
Each day the count increases
Dreams decreases
Locked up behind bars
Now their fam non believers
Own clan done decieved us
Born land done disowned us

All coz some bitches
Yeah they tripped
Yeah them faggots
Man,they snitched
Boy's lost months
Fair weather pests,They got paid
Up for our time in cell,boy's betrayed
These dramas brought in stress
And the traumas got us wrecked
It made mollycoddlers into thugs
Only thing saving us from death
Is prayers by our mamas
I deserve any and everything that comes my way
Ya'll believe in karma
Man i might need me another tree
To dim the nightmares and let me free
F*ck a pharma, we got what we need
Illest be my grandpa
To my problems he paid heed
If i was a lawn, he'd be my weed
If i was a song, he'd be my beats
If i let go now,it'll mean disrespecting
The creed
I cant and i won't
Coz Persistency and me
We a team
And as long as i got consistency in my schemes
Imma be around spitting that heat and repping my team
Put my faith on the visions ive been having throughout my teens
And hope that someday we'll all be freed
Hopeful they'll soon hear our screams

Mm-hmm
How about that
Imma go in again
Yeah

Living the life of the usual suspects
Limelights dont talk about our struggles
Plenty lines and we dont care about the hustle
Bad calls were the matrix of illegal troubles
Always in search of new born fiends just to wrestle
Cause them old ones aint in sight at present
Are we the illest on the streets
Now i just dont know
Running late only coz we running dope
Easier to run the cops than run from the cops
Just co-operate and bribe em with dimes
No more crossing the line
No matter what the crime
Everybody gets away with no time
Like me the system has always been broke
The guilty walk free from the ropes
The innocent gets taken from the roads
Yet they focus on us for moving rocks
Tryna find the key to open the lock
And get away
From pigs and thugs toting glocks
Wannabes aint packing no heat
And they walk around in flocks
But me? Im boston george of the streets
So Sit back and hold onto your seat
Listen close and you'll see that its deep
Will the children of this city ever be freed
Or will i have to spit some more sire
Some more f*cking fire that it melts the leash
Then I'd Need no bail to set them free
Might need nobel to make them Pay per view
Know my skillset alone wont get me cream
But thats fine
Since that aint never been my dream
Mmm-Hmmm
That aint never been my dream man