Peace Brother Peace Peace Brother Peace All of my sisters All of my brothers Peace, Peace, Peace
make me sing Brother has confronted me, mister (????) I get Jehovah, a Buddha or shall I call you Adder or though rich for tellin' me brother I just
: hey brother Christian with your high and mighty errand, your actions speak so loud I can't hear a word you're saying hey sister bleeding heart with
: [?uestlove] Peace to all the hip cats, all the nappy sweets This is the BROther ?uestion, broadcasting live via satellite, from the Never Never Tunnels
: Just be good to each other...yeah Donate some peace of mind Invest in one another...yeah A love of all mankind Just be good to each other...yeah You
Hey, brother Christian with your high and mighty errand Your actions speak so loud, I can't hear a word you're saying Hey, sister bleeding heart with
love, you are real Really mine in the rain In the dark, in the sun Like the tide at its ebb I'm at peace in the web of your arms The Righteous Brothers
that day Yeah, you sound like an old bitch nagging Fuck that fronting, fuck that fronting We're pumping up the brothers 'cause the brothers keep it pumping
yours to do over, I know you'd paint a better place to live Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony And where
fore proven innocent Nine, black juries when our brothers are tried in court And in addition to all his we want Ten, land bread and housing and education Clothing justice and peace
the lyrics and you'll never go wrong A salaam alaikum, brothers I'ma take 'em Straight through the path that I'm makin' And co-exist in bliss peace and righteousness
Peace to all the hip cats, all the Nappy Sweets This is the Brother Question, broadcasting live Via satellite from the Never Never Tunnels Now dig the
Man, I know we had a lot of tragedies lately I just wanna say rest in peace to Aaliyah Rest in peace to Left Eye, rest in peace to Jam Master Jay And
of every righteous man lets fight this plan of a other man waxin thoughts of a brother man satans waitin for us to be hatin each other sister brother
still to come, it seems strange I was much more iller young but things change Tryin' to grow old, so many sights to see Told it never fold just more righteously
for the mills I'm rollin' with the Rebel I-Ill from Killa Hill Peace to Brownsville Brothers that'll kill for the will of the righteous Twenty-five
