Keep The Peace

Fool with the Compton life (it's likewise)

What would you expect and we both checkin' knots

Buckin' shots, the Eastside's no joke

So take a breatha if you neither a G or a loc

And you can catch me in traffic

Dippin' on gold ones under short skirts like a catholic

But some of y'all need to grow up

Settrippin' when I pass by sayin' (What them niggaz throw up?)

When they know where I'm from I confuse em

(Don't play don't remember uh.. here, Muslim!)

Everyday so I say don't get it twisted

I'm talkin' bout yo cap ol' chap if you missed it

But we only want peace

The real question is who down to make war with these beefs

Then which side should I ride on

Don't blast give ya brotha a pass say Aight go on

But be careful who ya hit up

Tryna get a rep or get that young ass lit up

So get up n stand up fo' this black thang

And yall brothers who gangbang, try to keep tha peace

Put yo gun away run away cuz I'm back (why)

Hit'em up, git'em up, spit'em up (now)

Stop the killing in the West and the East

For the sake of all tha homies that's resting in peace!

Put yo gun away run away cuz I'm back (why)

Hit'em up, git'em up, spit'em up (now)

Stop the killing from the West to the East

For the sake of all tha homies that's resting in peace!

Yeah I know you wanna be a hog

And love doin' dirt just you and your roaddog

On a hooride you glide, throwin' up ya sign

This is Eastside BGs dumpin' with the nine

On ya own kind fo' a strike, but let'em be white

Then you pass by the ass wipe

Last night one time came thru the hood bustin'

Find both, devils I ain't trustin'

Us in the getto got it bad already

But always wanna go to war over somethin' petty

Steady puttin' work in on another Asiatic

Assemble automatic, causin' crazy static

Among brothers of the same flesh n bone

Just say the wrong word and it's on

A family feud, but this ain't no game show

We just both got tricked by the same ho

Oh but now you ain't down for no mission

On a crooked cop or a prejudice politician

Who you know can't stand yo' guts

So stay home til you grow some nuts

And just keep tha peace

Now they say it's on with the essays, right

But I know Chicano pride

So let's raise better days in jail so I'm quiet

Tryin' not to get stuck in a race riot

I came by it when I hear "That's the enemy!"

Cuz I'm knowin' down deep they're some kin to me

Still I gots to defend mine

Between love & hate it's a thin line

So I take it witta grain of soul

Cuz I'n really not knowin' who to blame of folk

For this tension I mention the skunk

Got crews cavy, the blue-white punk

Playin' both sides against each other

Now that's the real mutha

You gotta join on to your own and question is can we

Keep it all in the family

Stop lettin' outside people in your circle

And take away everything that you work for

Show love to yourself if you're willing

To stop the killer, we could stop the killing

And you can keep the peace

"I know you got little guns...

Again the foolest thing you got in your pocket you need to be ashamed of

But I'm saying to you that with all your weapons, you're only hurting yourself

Why young people are dying in the streets of America

By the hundreds and by the thousands

It ain't white people killing us

It's us killing one another"