Outrage - Decease lyrics

If not peace then at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets, deceased


Steady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessin's
Class is in session the worst question is the first question
Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave
Never got paid but still we slave (in the nine tre')

If not peace then at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets, deceased


Steady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessin's
Class is in session the worst question is the first question
Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave
Never got paid but still we slave (in the nine tre')



I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets, deceased


If not peace then at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets, deceased



Why do I stress ? it's like I'm being tested but I'm pressed


Steady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessin's
Class is in session the worst question is the first question
Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave
Never got paid but still we slave (in the nine tre')


I ask God why

If not peace then at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets, deceased


I try look to the sky