Stop The Violence
    (专辑: The White Man Is The Devil Vol. 2: Citizen Caine - 2006)
    
    Yeah, since the 
beginning of time a 
life has been lost from a 
murder  Since they hung Christ from the 
cross  A 
man stabbed in the 
abdomen the 
knife has been tossed  Pieces that live in a 
river where the 
lifeless are washed  Is it love, lust, or anger? Your wife is divorced  From an expensive addiction, the 
price that it costs  Is too senseless to mention but lies lay inside of the 
eyes  Of these guys disguised with ruthless intentions  The 
gruesomest henchmen, screws loosened with wrenches  So I 
guess it takes a 
Slaine man to speak truth in a 
sentence  And I 
don't need to speak to a 
priest to find peace  In order to recoup some repentance  But all it takes is my anger to be sparked  To shoot from the 
trenches and kill a 
man  Become a 
prisoner who's cooped in the 
fences  Or come up with some robbery loot  Moving with Lex, Coupes, and Benzes  But when the 
greed and the 
need for speed  Leads you into weeds with diesel in your jeans  You're breathing a 
disease  Injected, infected in a 
sinister mind  Don't cry, this has been since the 
beginning of time   They tell us we can stop the 
violence  Cause we pack heat, pop the 
irons  This is the 
cycle it is, I 
can't break it  I 
just live in this world, I 
didn't make it   They tell us we can stop the 
violence  Cause we pack heat, pop the 
irons  This is the 
cycle it is, I 
can't break it  I 
just live in this world, I 
didn't make it   This is rap music, is it white music, is it black music?  You think it's so gangster that they clap to it  Godfather, Good Fellas soundtrack movie  Spit it, played it, sprayed it, I 
found that uzi  Who's he really playing our shit clean  Ain't reality, our grip got AR-15's  And you're gonna need an army to push  To come against us  Your whole squad's poonany and puss  So what am I, a 
pacifist or an activist  Acting pissed with the 
mac that spits at ya Acuras  You're shooting at us, we're clapping back at ya's  Come on man, we made our money wrapping packages  I'm fucking with you now, I 
bastard your kids  I 
know what I 
knew homie and I 
rap what I 
live  I 
never front, I 
show you how backwards it is  Till you hear the 
bullets crack in the 
back of your ribs  What!   They tell us we can stop the 
violence  Cause we pack heat, pop the 
irons  This is the 
cycle it is, I 
can't break it  I 
just live in this world, I 
didn't make it   They tell us we can stop the 
violence  Cause we pack heat, pop the 
irons  This is the 
cycle it is, I 
can't break it  I 
just live in this world, I 
didn't make it