[Lyric] Peace (N-Game)

[Intro]
Where's Ebola
Oh My God
Alright
Check check check
One two
(shh shh shh)
Oh was that recording
Yuh
Yes
God shut the Fuck Up
We're in the endgame now

[Verse]
N Game
And spittin' malice is my forte
If life's a bitch then she can sit upon a bored face
Pack is unimportant still recording from the floor base
Bottom of the barrel so I'm barely past the first page
Problematic
From the top of the projects
Drop the name like the son of a godsend
You could never kill a prophet not an option
Wе mobbin' like when I got top in my Honda
Change my lifе for the better
Call that embellishment
Get a bitch to check up every time I'm in my element
Talkin' shit you're out of breathe
Boy take a breathe mint
You ain't got bars you just really on some sped shit
You be chasin' pensions
I be chasin' bags bitch
Shit I forgot to mention
This is just a foreplay
Abrasion in my whole brain
Smokin' with my friends
Shit they'd send me straight to Four Winds before I catch a court case
I dabble in the horseplay
Playin' wit a warm steak
Walk in on your momma I just might end up on your plate
A metaphor for morbid brains
Born to go insane
Forging over flames
Scorching open lanes
The same shit a different day
I can't let it go to waste
Rap a couple verses like my perch is on the getaway
And I might not deserve but my purpose is to innovate
Burn a couple nerves and spit the verbs until they imitate
Split a pack of wraps and that's a rap
That kid's a genius
How's he put a bar together he ain't even seen shit
Schemin' with my demons but they seem to be the reason that I see the fucking pieces
Piece em' together and then I find my peace shit
[Hook]
Lemme have my peace bitch
Get up off my peace bitch
I ain't in your face so get the fuck up off my peace bitch
Dolo in the race but that's ok because I mean this
I'm the meanest
Yuh