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Peace, who dis?
Yo, this Deedon nigga, what's the deal Rob?
Peace, what's the deal you know what I mean?
Yo these niggaz having this be

Healthy s*** today son, you know how
(Yeah)
That s*** is going down it's gonna be mad trees
(Word, damn)
Mad snaz, ya mean you know how we gon do
(Man)

Yeah son, I can't even f*** wit it man nah mean
I got mad s*** to do son, yo son stop playing
(Come on)
Man I wish I could f*** wit' you man
(Do that s*** tomorrow or something)

Yeah, I wish I can go man but I got mad s*** to do
This s*** comes first you know? You know how it is man
Yeah, I hear you man, you know
I'm gonna hold it down and represent for you
Man P E O P L E, call me baby, one love, yeah peace

Discipline makes things easier, organize your life
Discipline makes things easier, organize your life
Uh um, uh um, it's gonna be alright
Uh um, uh um, it's gonna be fine
Uh um, uh um, it's gonna be alright
Uh um, uh um, it's gonna be fine

Discipline, discipline
(Practice makes pefect)
Discipline, discipline
(Health is wealth)
Discipline, discipline
(All things in moderation, plan your work work your plan)

Discipline
Discipline
Discipline
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