PEACEMAKER

Name: PEACEMAKER
Duration: 274 s
Description: PEACEMAKER by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Whole house lean on me like a four forty-one guardrail Who hold me? Exactly. Here it go.”

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PEACEMAKER lyrics

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Intro

Nine chairs, one Miramar yard

Verse 1

Sunday off the Turnpike, grill been on since ten Granddaddy line the chairs up straight, "right is right," amen Mama wrap a foil plate for the lady from Opa-Locka Dove pull up, rental tag, LLC decal, new product Sister dye her hurt a new color, Unc just read the yard Bobby check the gate twice, Dean run the dominoes Big Ant walk in, the whole yard find a new center I top the cups off smiling. Table legs. Peace renter.

Pre-chorus

Whole house lean on me like a four forty-one guardrail Who hold me? Exactly. Here it go.

Chorus

Dealmaker, Peacemaker, only nine I ever hold Granddaddy keep the chrome one, mine just answer every phone I merge like I-95 at rush, dissolve into the lane Nine seats at the foldout table, mine the one don't get a name Lifesaver, Peacemaker, keep the cookout off the news They get my calm, my co-sign, and my last twenty too Peace you buy with silence ain't peace, that's rent past due And don't nobody ask the quiet one, "so what would YOU choose?"

Verse 2

Big Ant and Mama warring on who keep Grandma house I'm the treaty in the kitchen, I'm the towel and the timeout Dove court date Tuesday, I'm the ride to Lauderhill Put my light bill on the peace, now I know how the dark feel Bobby need a co-sign, Dean a ride from Pembroke Pines My plate made last, cold mac, no clue what I like on it Read they temperature so long I can't tell you mine

Pre-chorus

Whole house lean on me like a four forty-one guardrail Who held me? Exactly. Here it go.

Chorus

Dealmaker, Peacemaker, only nine I ever hold Granddaddy keep the chrome one oiled, mine done lost its tone I merge like I-95 at rush, dissolve into the lane Nine seats at the foldout table, mine the one don't get a name Lifesaver, Peacemaker, keep the cookout off the news They get my calm, my co-sign, and my last twenty too Peace you buy with silence ain't peace, that's rent past due And don't nobody ask the quiet one, "so what would YOU choose?"

Verse 3

2 AM in Lauderhill, blue light in the bathroom 144 questions on a cracked screen, no costume It say Type Nine, the Peacemaker. I laughed. Then I didn't. It say I merge: any lane, long as the lane was given It say my anger sleep so deep it send me postcards It printed "easygoing." The sink heard "easy-gone." God. Been calling vacant "peaceful" since I'm twelve at most I ain't calm. I'm a house where the owner is the ghost.

Verse 4

Next cookout, I pulled a chair up for myself Said "no" to Big Ant so quiet that the dominoes just held First war I ever started was a sentence: "I don't agree" Merging is surrender doing sixty-five. I took my exit. Went in that dresser, left the chrome, took what was mine: The title. Peacemaker MAKE the peace. Not just protect it.

Pre-chorus

Whole house lean, but a guardrail get to lean on posts Who hold me? Me. And mine. Here it GO.

Chorus

Dealmaker, Peacemaker, only nine I ever hold I don't merge no more, I exit, I-95 to my own road Nine seats at the foldout table, now mine finally got a name They still get all my calm, they just can't have me for the trade Lifesaver, Peacemaker, put the cookout in the news Peace you buy with silence ain't peace, that's rent past due Paid mine down this morning, balance finally read zero If the peace don't include me, then it ain't peace. Say it slow.

Verse 5

Lil Dean. Every number at this table cut both ways The Fixer point a finger, the Feeder feed on praise Your number ain't a cage, jit. It's a flashlight. Aim it, aye. Know your number 'fore the county hand you one at TGK Take the test. 144 questions. Tonight ain't too late.

Outro

Peace you buy with silence ain't peace. That's rent past due. And mine include me now.

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