I am not speaking my peace
It's violent, I wake from my sleep
Two fingers and not ones for peace
I don't fear it, I hear that it bleeds

I'm not really fucking with them
They are not fucking with me
Might need to say it again
How I said it, it's two different things

I am not speaking my peace
It's violent, I wake from my sleep
Two fingers and not ones for peace
I don't fear it, I hear that it bleeds

I can not fuck with them
They can't fuck with me
It's really two different things
It's really two different things

I'm not comparing, it's different mindset
Won't enter or pair in a pissing contest
I'm an artist
I walk in your palace get malicious content

Tilted offset, It's not a balance
Dropping paper like a ballot from ballad
That's me and keys, it's a panda, the pattern
Produce and pander been in rooms should be padded

Crazy work,
Feel for the field, they touching earth
Hit a lick their tongue will hurt, at the end of the day don't you say a word
Translate, the code occurred, once again

Picked up the pen when bro got out the pen
Independent and pending offers had me pinned
Had to blackout a pigment dark as 12am
With no leverage, they circle back 360 missed

I am not speaking my peace
It's violent, I wake from my sleep
Two fingers and not ones for peace
I don't fear it, I hear that it bleeds

I'm not really fucking with them
They are not fucking with me
I might need to say it again
How I said it, it's two different things

I am not speaking my peace
It's violent, I wake from my sleep
Two fingers and not ones for peace
I don't fear it, I hear that it bleeds

I can't fuck with them
They can't fuck with me
It's really two different things
It's really two different things

Isn't much left to say, nothing get past me
Like I'm born yesterday, they cannot stand me
I kept it 100, shit old as my nanny, I added the favors, created a tally
Italian tailor the hit gotta match me, no hiccups been practiced, you're gone got em packing

Won't be the first one
Boy act too scary to look out the curtain
Indian neighbors, they cooking up curry
It's masking the smell phernalia carry

We're way too familiar, paleo paring
Holes in the story got patched in the beta
Street got me greedy, Winged Few but no parrot
Secret ingredient, cook with the basics

I am not speaking my peace
It's violent, I wake from my sleep
Two fingers and not ones for peace
I don't fear it, I hear that it bleeds

I'm not really fucking with them
They are not fucking with me
I might need to say it again
How I said it, it's two different things

I am not speaking my peace
It's violent, I wake from my sleep
Two fingers and not ones for peace
I don't fear it, I hear that it bleeds

I can't fuck with them
They can't fuck with me
It's really two different things
It's really two different things