Do You Really Want Peace Lyrics - Singles - Magic!

C-Murder talks 

Chorus-C-Murder 

Now do you really want peace 

Or do you really want beef-(2x) 

You say keep it real 

It's all about the game 

But when you live the street life 

It can bring you so much pain 

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{C-Murder} 

Now I'm tryin' and pryin' and 

Pullin' dem hoes 

Smoking so much green 

I just can't feel it no mo' 

Now when I'm high ain't no lie 

I'm kind of stronger than before 

I lose my buzz and I wonder 

How that blood go on the floor 

Now I'm competing wit' nobody 

My gun is bigger 

Now I ain't looking for trouble 

But I ain't runnin from no nigga 

I meet aside for my nigga 

Reincarnating get revenge and granting wishes 

Leave the bitch wit' his jealous friends 

Ain't nothin' mo' dangerous than a man in denial 

Ask the Hail Mary please baptize me in eternal fire 

Cause evil lurks behind every door 

Papa killed hisself 

I guess he couldn't take it no mo' 

And livin'young and dumb 

Niggas hustlin' for fun 

Hoes addicted to dubs like fiends addicted to drugs 

My young victims on these killin' fields 

Wishin' for peace 

But see the opposite of? is dead-end streets 

Photos 

Chorus-2x 

{Magic} 

Now do you really want beef huh 

You showing off in front of dem chessy broads 

What I supposed to blow this off 

Fuck that shit I'm going off 

Say Fath let me holla at you about something 

You got a light(Here)(gunshot blast) 

Then I start to dump it 

Didn't matter where the fuck we at 

You gonna get ya issue 

So tell ya papa bye-bye 

And I know that he gon' miss you 

But my nerves bad and 

I don't play no games wit' ya 

Now ya mama eyes running masscara she need tissue 

Dressed in all black 

This could've been avoided 

But ya started now you're dearly departed 

Hit'em wit' a mickey 

Fakin' like a waiter 

He drinkin' gin and juice 

He'll never taste the flava 

A few seconds later he gettin' all dizzy 

Fallin', reachin' for the table 

Once yoy croos the line fuck peace 

And I won't rest until yo' funky ass deceased 

Ya heard me 

Chorus-2x 

Magic talks 

Music til fade