Peace Video (MV)

I was thinking of you
Last night I was thinking of you
Told myself I can do without you
So imma do it
Imma do it
Imma do it
Imma do it
Imma...
I heard a rapper making mockery within the industry
I didn't want to clear em' out, some things are better unseen
As they gamble with their soul knowing how lethal it be
A smile in this life could be deadly, I want to reach for peace
I feel I've been prosecuted the way that I'm judged
They step up quick and their head gets a rush
I tend to fall in love from the sense of a touch
I see more red from my enemies than I do when she blush
With considering the industry I don't belong in this hell
They gon' try to trap me into thinking I'm someone else
Most of them belong in a 6 by 8 cell
Dead or n' in hell
Wishing I would've killed them myself
I know one artist I had created, flip sides levitating
Ego boosting rappers, comparing them to rappers they could never resurrect
Especially when they got the Hood up at their neck
I don't trust none of you artists n' that is just that
Lately I've been thinking of you
N' what I want to do about you
How I'm gon' do what I'm gon' do without you
Moving on, feeling strong, I think I'm thru about you
Lately I've been thinking of you
N' what I want to do about you
How I'm gon' do what I'm gon' do without you
Moving on, feeling strong, I think I'm thru about you
I never want my fans to feel like any other audience
I want them to comprehend, I try my best accomplishing
Shit I'm wanting just for me
Not from any damn company or somebody paying me
As you worried about the women, n' the money, n' drama
Hood been working silently on the over cooked product
I'm a simple man, with samples man, trying to flip profit
They'll turn on ones they love for a miniature deposit
I'm simply implying what this industries job is
I signed to it n' it had me doubting my conscious
I was once that bummy kid with no money in pockets
I have memories hidden within scrapbooks n' watches
The caliber miscalculated when I aimed for my head
I see the skies as black n' blue n' the rain turning red
I see artists claiming shit they ain't creating themselves
That's why all their music sounds like everything else
Lately I've been thinking of you
N' what I want to do about you
How I'm gon' do what I'm gon' do without you
Moving on, feeling strong, I think I'm thru about you
Lately I've been thinking of you
N' what I want to do about you
How I'm gon' do what I'm gon' do without you
Moving on, feeling strong, I think I'm thru about you
As I watch the clock I can't seem to tell time no more
They'll say they my worse enemy, all I see is a corpse
I know somewhere down the line I'll have to pass off the torch
But today is not that day, lately I'm starving for more
I would prefer peace before we start us a war
But f*ck everyone from Khaotic Balance, whoever allowed it
Them weak rappers might walk corners around it
If you find death funny let's do error n' trial
Russian Roulette til we shoot all 6 rounds
Let off until the cap n' gowns are all blackened out
Rappers want to f*ck your bitch so tighten your house
Wouldn't even claim em' as a rapper, I haven't heard a rap out they mouth
The industry they want your masters, they want your soul and the money
All that fake friendship bonding is for all the evil that's lying
Underneath but it's been clear as day like a silver screen
Know when I leave n' come back that I'm building me
Lately I've been thinking of you
N' what I want to do about you
How I'm gon' do what I'm gon' do without you
Moving on, feeling strong, I think I'm thru about you
Lately I've been thinking of you
N' what I want to do about you
How I'm gon' do what I'm gon' do without you
Moving on, feeling strong, I think I'm thru about you