(I want to kill this waitress)
I want to kill, kill...
This girl that I knew back in the day around the way at park place
Off of the Parkway, where my man Clarke stay
I met her at first on a Monday sippin' on some coffee
Then at a party, a nice little swaray
She was aight by the like of mine, even though that type ain't one of my kind
I'm typically one to keep it in line, cause I'm never wrong place, wrong time
Like...Where are you going that you think I can't find you?
Must I remind you that I'm off chain when I rip, No gain if you trip
Just pain if you slip up - wrist are slit, neck is gripped up
I don't want to hear sorry for the mix up, but what?
Ain't nothing you can say gonna make me give a f*ck
Can't undo what's already done cause the web's already been spun, hon.
Head snaps back due to the fact it's you that'll lack the moves to react
Them fools to the back, I'm smooth as the Yack when I
Smack the b*tch with a slap and I think that
(That's an act of kindness...)

(But I believe in Peace, But I believe in Peace bitch...)

Off to another time and place, escaping the grind of the human race
A whole lot of wine, and ain't no chase
May have lost my mind but that's not what it takes
Back to the club no curfew, Smell like a bottle of perfume
Mixed with a jar full of purp dude
Chillin at the bar with this chic in the worst mood
Then the worst dude with the worst moves try to come through
Screaming out half drunk holla back boo, ooo, spillin' his brew
You fool, what you gonna do?
Man, I ought to take you then make you, Build you up just break you
Dead you then wake you, levitate your mind state to a level that's better then great
Tru see true, dope is dope and real recognize real
I notice all that you feel - the funk doc is here, I
Already know what's on your mind, you don't want to go and cross that line
Step to the left and you'll be fine, otherwise gonna be a violent crime
Somebody better call CSI cause the trick has to trip and I don't know why...

(But I believe in Peace Bitch, I believe in Peace...)

This bitch for talking shit, flapping lips, make me want to lose my grip
Don't slip cause it's a trick and the manager gonna trip
Ain't this life a bitch always batting hit or miss
Time to throw a fast pitch shell game with a twist
Don't look under 1, 2 or 3, nothing in life guaranteed
Take my advice, I'll give it free, You don't want to fuck with me
Sound off 1-2. sound off 3-4, sound off 1 to the 2 to the three, yo
Come on ladies step in line, you don't want to get left behind
This is a sign of the times if you blink twice it will pass you by
No divide shall collide in the form of landslide
Women from the beehive now's the time to show your pride
Stand up and you can stand tall, Stand tough and you can play ball
Speak up and you can teach all - this is what you have all been waiting for
Sound off 1-2, sound off 3-4, sound off 1 to the 2 to the 3 yo...
outro