[Intro]
(Y'all feel like that)
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
([?] 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 the whip

[Verse 1]
Smiles in my face but nowadays they seeming counterfeit
How come every compliment they givin' always sound like this
"Hi, my dear you got some bright ideas why don't you sign right here?"
On my momma, I heard it all before (That's on my momma)
Heard they wanted beef so I turned into a carnivore
That's why every artist gotta know about the art of war
First I'd get your business strapped, 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
If they don't act decently towards your spouse you must eliminate
Checking all your enemies, sometimes look like friends that play pretend behind identities
Once you let them in they get percentages like ten at least
You pay for they fit and every trip with all amenities
You don't got 'em
Then number three is keep receipts and always keep them within reach (Uh)
Never know what deceit you might have to defeat (Uh)
Texts and emails expose a liar and a cheat
And a shot from a screen defeat a shot and a tweet
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 the whip

[Verse 2]
Tax-collecting Christian managers they're smoking cannabis
Come down from that tree and pay the tax for your shenanigans (Come down from that tree baby)
I swear the greed will ruin everything
Cut the leash, saw that they weren't thorough in their pedigree
Calculated L's but they be minor like the melody
Better check the weather before you check the sons
Ask the Son of Man how long I gotta forgive enemies
He said to me, 70 times 70 times 70 times 70 times
I think I'd rather make him rest in peace than go confess it g

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