[Produced by Paris] [Verse 1 TK.A.S.H.] Yo, another funeral, the usual, the shooter knew the shooter And the dudes in the crew in which the shooter was recruited Now the shooter dudes Buick is movin up on the shooter dudes Now you see the shootin through the news What if the dude shootin wouldve got to the bottom Of what made him shoot him before he shot him? Got a proper solution to the problem Instead of talk tough and drop em Walk up and wop him, a strong enough option [Verse 2 Paris] Little wild ass brother comin up in the west From the streets where the heaters never given a rest Role models pass the bottle, aint no time for class Gun play seem the only way to settle scraps What we doin? Lets get it together Cause it dont make sense if we all cant make it better Like the Crips and Bloods in nine deuce PDog speaking on the truce, truth [Verse 3 K.E.V.] Or is it logic to be duckin and dodgin Or take a precaution, try and wonder whos watchin Too much hate on ya brain is toxic Mixed with the rock in ya pocket, its a poisonous concoction Wars because of money, recruiters influence youth Rumors turn into shootins and shootins become the truth Facts is the belief that the stacks is written proof And stacks is for better living but living is in the truce [Chorus TK.A.S.H.] Truce Music Ima put away the rag and get to ballin Toss my strap for the bigger callin Truce Music Ima put away the rag for the ones thats dead and gone Headstrong, my bread is long [Verse 4 TK.A.S.H.] If the neighborhood say its good We can make the hood way good like the way it should We can make good, on the lake good People of the past promise to change the hood, cause the best know If you play Suge, all you ever get is Death Row I aint finna check nothing I dont get a check for We can bang tough, or we can put the thangs up Change up, step our game up, rearrange stuff [Verse 5 Mellinium] Look at each turf like a partnership, try to get a part of this Fightin for a piece of cake when we can have all of it Triggers on the safety, now the talks has gotta make things Simple so an eight year old can see the life of eighteen Take it there, I cant dream, these gunshots is audible Waken to enlightenment or die for something honorable Raisin up the dollar though he tryin to put a dot on you like dominoes We gotta live way past survival, yo [Verse 6 Paris] Never ask first, blast first, never understand Why the strap burst, clap first, another brother dead Time to step back a bit, gotta ask why We all in the penitentiary and all dyin? No lyin we caught in the middle But how we break up out our circumstances is the riddle Little time left, crime left too many of us fallin But how many gonna hear the callin? [Chorus TK.A.S.H.] Truce Music Ima put away the rag and get to ballin Toss my strap for the bigger callin Truce Music Ima put away the rag for the ones thats dead and gone Headstrong, my bread is long Truce Music Ima put away the rag and get to ballin Toss my strap for the bigger callin Truce Music Ima put away the rag for the ones thats dead and gone Headstrong, my bread is long [Interlude] This morning police are searching for suspects in an overnight shooting A young man was, uh, gunned down in broad daylight. It happened right in front of a community center Oakland remains one of the most dangerous cities in America Two people are dead, and another injured, after an alleged stabbing and shooting in San Franciscos Richmond district Two teenage girls and a twentythree year old man were killed. The suspect is described as African American, with shoulderlength dreadlocks. Hes 18 to 21 years old, 150 pounds, approximately 5 feet, 7 inches tall We all walking around here, dont even know when we gonna be a victim of a crime [Chorus TK.A.S.H.] Truce Music Ima put away the rag and get to ballin Toss my strap for the bigger callin Truce Music Ima put away the rag for the ones thats dead and gone Headstrong, my bread is long Truce Music Ima put away the rag and get to ballin Toss my strap for the bigger callin Truce Music Ima put away the rag for the ones thats dead and gone Headstrong, my bread is long
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