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Vārdi: Ice Cube. War And Peace Vol. 1 (War). War & Peace.

Ice Cube the great
He has indicated to us that he has sufficient firepower
To blow up the Bradley vehicle
And in fact his words were
'We are ready for war, let's get it on
War, War, and peace
Sing it

War and peace, sing it
War and peace, forever
War and peace, together, always

I'm at the highest peak, still glad the meak is understandin' me
Artillery, thoughts of killin' me is just a fantasy
The man in me is ready for war, like Holyfield-Tyson IV
A gang against you niggaz on the shore

Either or, your whole family is on the floor
Windows breakin' all around 'em, you can't climb this mountain
I'm at the fountain, with my troops
I start screamin' at 'em like Patton, we gattin' at you fools

War and peace, sing it
War and peace, forever
War and peace, together, always

Negotiate, strategy is the key
I hope they ain't, exclusively after me
'Cause if they are, we got to be who we be
And make a star, out of a head enemy

The papers said, that he died tragically
They found his head, with no legs and body
We made a pledge, to the Dub-S-C
Bloodshed, if they got no love for peace, sing it

War and peace
War and peace, forever
War and peace, together, always

I'd rather break bread than, break your head
Break your legs, have 'em broken, I ain't no joke
Don't provoke, the gun smoke from the highest slope
Eternal peace, for my peoples and my folks

My crips and my bloods, criminals and my thugs
Just show a nigga love when I'm rollin' on them dubs
Just, give a nigga hugs, we can ride on this piece
Westside for life but still down with the East, sing it

War and peace, sing it
War and peace, forever
War and peace, together, always

War and peace
War and peace, forever
War and peace, together, always

After the haters attempt to blow up his car
We find our hero, Ice Cube, on the ground
Bruised, but not beaten
He pulls out his cell phone with the chip
And begins to dial Mack One-Oh
Who's faded and rolling through Inglewood
With Mr. Short Khop
Words are spoken