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Hey, yeah! I want all you proud to stand up
I want to stand up and be counted tonight
Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to how to get the thing together
So come on now and get up to it

The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body the dopest flows
And wonder why the around the corner
Cause the motherfucker has the dopest shows
So one time for my independent and all the single mothers who be gettin' that cake
Two times for my dogs triggers
And my niggaz in the kitchen that be flippin' weight
East coast, coast, mid west, dirty south
Then we it all around the world
I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers, to bitty boys ans girls
lyrical bombs up in ya' hood,
Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you
I even got a little 'n' roll
The most creative, original, got 'em takin'

Cause they get what I got's
want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, ya' white flags, I'm hot!
And everytime I I'm puttin' rappers in the ground
Wit' lines that got 'em hooked dope
They gotta make up they mind, because runnin' outta time
And I'm about to 'em choke
Better turn stereo louder, listen up and let me preach
Let's get arrested for the Peace! (C'mon)

Man! This Tha Peace shit gettin' on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth, know I'm sayin'?
While he doin' shows, I'm in these streets, know what I'm
he on tv, I'm in these streets
And then my broad, my kid around singin' it
Boy, if sing another verse, boy I swear
Know what I'm I'm on another level though
I car wash, I gotta shop on O' National
I got my own label, you heard of us
The Posse Cartel, you know what I'm sayin', we real
Who nigga thing he is?

I'ma house hold name, game spittin' outta my mouth at all times
I it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Oh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, the cops
People in the way to baller block
Little do they know I'm callin' shots
And I'm not to be with
If you see me 'round the corner, then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick
I to tell 'em, but they don't want to listen
I tried to shine 'em, but they don't to glisten, while the high hat keeps on tickin'
And the kick drum on pumpin', I'm dumpin' on the closest fools
rules were made to be broken, but you can't make broken rules
Hear I'm sayin' or heard what I said
Hear they playin', 'cause through this music I'ma still be heard if I'm dead
Call ya' producers, 'cause I'm hurtin' beats
I said it once, I'll say it twice, biatch, Tha Peace

Yeah,
The of the kings has spoken
ATL shawty! Hood to hood, block to
We bouta let our hang!
Tha Peace!
We don't die, we
We Def Jam history
for gettin' the CD shawty!