[Intro: nobigdyl & Jon Keith]
('95)

Everyone wanna eat off our plate
What happens when the artist gets tired of starving? (Y'all feel like that?)
Yeah
Art of war (This is crazy, bro)
Yeah
(And now Cece playing)
(Y'all feel like that?)
(He dissing me in the kingdom of heaven, God)

[Chorus]
Just 'cause I be peaceful that don't turn me to a pacifist
Jesus said to love your enemies and then He cracked a whip

[Verse 1]
Smiles in my face, but nowadays they seem in counterfeit (Counterfeit)
How come every compliment they givin' always sound like this: (Yee)
"Hi, my dear, you got some bright ideas, why don't you sign right here?"
On my mama, I heard it all before (That's on my mama)
Heard they wanted beef and so I turned into a carnivore
That's what every artists gotta know about the art of war
First off, get your business straight, watch how they administrate
They might cook the books before they put it on your dinner plate
If you got a leak inside your house, you gotta renovate (Renovate)
If they don't act decent towards your spouse, you must eliminate (Eliminate, two)
Second, know your enemies, sometime look like friends
That play pretend behind identities, once you let 'em in
They get percentages like ten at least, you pay for they fit (Ten at least)
And every trip with all amenities, you done got 'em lit
Then number three is keep receipts and always keep 'em within reach, huh
Never know what deceit you might have to defeat, huh
Texts and emails expose a liar and a cheat
And shot from a screen defeat a shot in a tweet
And number four, I know you heard this before
Never reply, to a comment online
Number five, while you keep all this in mind
Make sure you fallin' in line with what the Father designed, okay
[Chorus]
Just 'cause I be peaceful that don't turn me to a pacifist
Jesus said to love your enemies and then He cracked a whip

[Verse 2]
Tax-collecting Christian managers that smokin' cannabis
Come down from that tree and pay the tax for your shenanigans (Come down from that tree, baby)
I swear the greed'll ruin everything
Cut the leash, saw that they weren't thorough in the pedigree
Calculated L's, but they be minor like the melody (Melody)
Better check the weather 'fore you check the sons of Zebedee
Asked the Son of Man how long I gotta forgive enemies
He said to me, "Seventy times seventy times seventy (Seventy times seventy)
Times seventy times seventy times-" (Times seventy times seventy)
I think I'd rather make 'em rest in peace then go confess it, G (Do-do-do-do-do-do-do)

[Chorus]
Just 'cause I be peaceful that don't turn me to a pacifist
Jesus said to love your enemies and then He cracked a whip