Peace Of Mine
Gang Starr Lyrics


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Aiyyo, what the fuck is this shit that y'all are listenin to
Nowadays on the radio man? you call that shit hip-hop?
That's some faggot bitch shit y'all are listenin to!
All you dj's are lettin the program directors handcuff you
And sit there and tell you how to mix?! you fuckin robots!
Fuck y'all!

Real talk, serious thoughts
True and livin with a youthful vengeance, yo

(Trust me, I'm as live as it gets)

At times I feel like my back's against the wall
And if y'all ain't with me, then it's me against y'all
I stand my ground, that's what I was taught
While others stand around, I hold it down like a fort
In the midst of war, I find peace within
Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get in
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
I show love cause it's a terrible thing to hate
Of course I want money, but I won't compromise
Y'all don't realize, think I won't bomb you guys?
With the truth nigga, stop misleadin the youth nigga
Too many wakes and funerals, that's the proof nigga
Our hood's in danger, kids need guidance
You keep lyin, still the young keep dyin
As I walk through the valley I fear none, yes I'm the chairman
Here with my nigga premier son
And we came to change the game
We represent the pain that's real talk, what's y'all claim to fame?
Rappers simply tracin flows and chasin hoes
Frontin mad hard, that shit's amazin yo
Producers makin tinkerbell beats for them to rhyme on
Their ass if they get on the same stage that I'm on

Our shit be rugged, like the new york streets
Make the wrong move stupid then you lose your seat
Cats be buyin up SoundScans to beef up sales
Niggas wanna crossover, wanna be upscale
Fuck that, that ain't hip-hop, that's somethin else
You're better off back on the ave doin somethin else
All you suckers claimin that you are, thug or gangsta
You disrespect the game by dry-snitchin you prankster
I thank y'all for makin more room for us, uhh
Ashes to dust you wonder who's to trust
My sense of self, and my mental health
Is much more powerful, than any hint of wealth
A lot of niggas get cash, and collect Mercedes
But neglect their ladies, and forget their babies
Then the chicks turn and act like dudes
Cause they reflect our light, so yo act right fool
And this is just a piece of my mind, a thesis of mine
I'mma make moves and I'mma leave you behind
At times I feel like my back's against the wall
And if y'all ain't with me, then it's me against y'all
I stand my ground, that's what I was taught
While others stand around, I hold it down like a fort
In the midst of war, I find peace within
Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get in
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
I show love cause it's a terrible thing to hate





"Trust me, I'm as live as it gets, my flow is likem as live as it gets"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Gang Starr's song "Peace of Mine" act as a call to action for the hip-hop industry which has lately been producing music that is more about commercial success and less about authenticity. The opening lines of the song criticize contemporary radio music for its lack of authenticity and its overt commercialization. Guru, the rapper, accuses DJs of being handcuffed by their program directors and not having the freedom to express themselves. He urges them to stop letting their creativity be stifled by record label executives who treat them like robots.


In the following verses, Guru emphasizes the importance of being true to oneself and to the art form. He discusses the struggles he faces and the pressure he feels to compromise his art for the sake of money. He stands firm in his resolve, however, and refuses to sell out. Guru also touches on the issues prevalent in his community, such as gun violence and the decay of values, while also motivating listeners to take stand and make a difference. He concludes with the assertion that his sense of self and mental health is much more valuable than money will ever be.


Line by Line Meaning

Aiyyo, what the fuck is this shit that y'all are listenin to Nowadays on the radio man? you call that shit hip-hop? That's some faggot bitch shit y'all are listenin to!
The artist questions the authenticity of modern hip-hop on the radio, asserting it is not true hip-hop and criticizing the use of derogatory language.


All you dj's are lettin the program directors handcuff you And sit there and tell you how to mix?! you fuckin robots! Fuck y'all!
The artist condemns the lack of freedom and creativity in radio stations, specifically calling out DJs who blindly follow program directors and their prescribed mixes.


At times I feel like my back's against the wall And if y'all ain't with me, then it's me against y'all I stand my ground, that's what I was taught While others stand around, I hold it down like a fort
The artist expresses a feeling of isolation and opposition, but stands firm in his values despite others around him who do not.


In the midst of war, I find peace within Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get in The mind is a terrible thing to waste I show love cause it's a terrible thing to hate
The artist recognizes the danger and conflict present in the world, but chooses to find inner peace and promote love and positivity instead of hate.


Of course I want money, but I won't compromise Y'all don't realize, think I won't bomb you guys? With the truth nigga, stop misleadin the youth nigga Too many wakes and funerals, that's the proof nigga
The artist acknowledges the desire for financial success, but refuses to compromise his values or shy away from presenting the truth. He calls out those who mislead young people and highlights the consequences of their actions.


Our hood's in danger, kids need guidance You keep lyin, still the young keep dyin
The artist sees a troubled and dangerous environment in his community, and stresses the need for guidance and truth to counteract the destructive behavior leading to the deaths of young people.


We represent the pain that's real talk, what's y'all claim to fame? Rappers simply tracin flows and chasin hoes Frontin mad hard, that shit's amazin yo Producers makin tinkerbell beats for them to rhyme on Their ass if they get on the same stage that I'm on
The artist asserts that his music embodies real pain and genuine emotion, unlike other, less authentic rappers. He calls out those who poorly imitate others and chase superficial desires. He also criticizes producers who create shallow beats for weak rappers to use on stage, and challenges them to face him directly.


A lot of niggas get cash, and collect Mercedes But neglect their ladies, and forget their babies Then the chicks turn and act like dudes Cause they reflect our light, so yo act right fool
The artist points out the tendency for people to prioritize wealth and material possessions over their personal relationships and family responsibilities. He also notes that women often adopt masculine mannerisms and attitudes to imitate the behavior of men in their lives, and calls for respect and proper behavior towards others.


And this is just a piece of my mind, a thesis of mine I'mma make moves and I'mma leave you behind
The artist indicates that these are just a few of his thoughts and perspectives, and asserts his intention to make progress and leave others behind who are not willing to change.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Christopher E. Martin, Keith Elam, Christopher Martin

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