Piece Of Mind

[Intro]

[Hook: x2]

Piece of mind

Life on the streets of crime

Violence and people dying

It's the blind trynna lead the blind

We can't leave this life that we lead behind

We trynna find some

[Verse 1: Rittz]

Ain't no peace in the Peach state

Most of us totin' a loaded weapon

And children get exposed

When they grow and they show aggression

And hate

Their parents never took a second to take

A look and make sure the direction

That they were headed was straight

In tenth grade my friend tate was alive

Fresh outta middle school

They stabbed him in front of an arcade and he died

Over Cambodian gang tats

Eroded the brain back

Memories of his funeral

The moments of pain that

I endured as a teen

I done seen my fair share of scares

My crew and I went everywhere prepared

Because I'm harmless

The calm side of life had been tarnished

One of my best friends took a knife in the armpit

For winning a fist fight

9 years later I still pray to God

Thanking him for letting him live life

The damage was done

Same night, people came to rush my crib

He came to fight em' with his bandages on

Cause there ain't no mother fuckin peace

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Rittz]

Man Atlanta ain't as peaceful

As the people would think

Everybody's mind ain't equally synched

My homie "hoodlum" 15 got arrested for robbin

An adolescent they kept him inside corrections

Now he's legal to drink

Sure you heard the same story before

Just cause mine's recorded

It ain't any more important than yours

It's all distorted

Were easily influence by money, power, respect

Nobody wants to work for hours and sweat

Specially when their parent's struggle

And they house is a wreck

Every other kid around

Is getting down with a set

When I was young I was focused

Down with the crips or the bloods

If not your crew was probably

Hittin liqs and the drugs

My homie "slick" used to show me the ropes

The dos and don't's of the streets

My homie Charles made the both of us meet

Now I'm his daughters godfather with pride

Can't forget the day in '99 he cried

Told me Charles had died

Cause ain't no mother fuckin peace

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Rittz]

Everybody wanna rep with the tough guy

What goes around comes around

You better be expecting some gunfire

Trynna mature trynna ignore

The drama cause kharma been harmin'

Been leaving dad and momma to mourn

There will always be more problems

Try to handle 'em safely

I don't want to end up in the ambulance racing

With my family waiting in the emergency room

Alotta prison facing death

Convicted murderer doom

Say goodbye to the hot sun

My boy black told me get burnt

He caught a couple bullet shots from the shotgun

Hit is bicep instead of his chest

Coulda bled to his death

He wasn't ready yet

I guess he was blessed

I thank the lord that I'm here

Lookin forward to livin

Instead of being someone

People find important or fear

Maybe then a little peace

Will be in Georgia

Or near your part of town

My eyes are watered down

Pourin with tears

I need peace