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    Not In PeaceAmp It Up

    Read the complete lyrics to “Not In Peace” by Josh Chakka from Amp It Up, a Hymns for Entrepreneurs album about Frank Slootman. Listen to the song.

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    Part of the songbook

    Not In Peace is one chapter in Amp It Up, a musical interpretation centered on Frank Slootman.

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    Not In PeaceLyrics

    From the original lyric sheet for Amp It Up. Wording may differ slightly from the released recording.

    [Intro] "The comfortable truth is a beautiful prison. And we are here for the key." [Verse 1] They asking what's the blueprint, the secret movement... I tell 'em it’s a cold will, the mindset of a student who learned that discipline is beautiful but feels so ruthless. I walk into the chapel, see the habits lookin' fallible, A parody of passion where the accolades are tragic. I see the dust collecting on potential, The mission statement printed out but non-essential. I feel the lethargy, a comfortable disease, A million little compromises rustling in the breeze. This the diagnosis, the focus before the force comes, This the silence in the air before the war drums... [Pre-Chorus] I heard the whispers 'bout 'slowin' it down, it ain't a race to win.' Heard 'em say 'he's burning too bright, look at the state he's in.' But a flame that doesn't burn is just a eulogy for light. This is that culture shock that rewires your brain on sight. [Chorus] We do not come in peace. We do not come in peace. We do not come in peace. Amp it up or find sweet release [Verse 2] I see 'em frozen in amber, a sentimental cancer of safe returns and pensions, but they never ask the answer to the question of potential. Their plot is thin, they bought 'em a place inside the system 'til they rot from the bottom. But me? I'm movin' surgical, my verbal is a scalpel, see I turn the probable into a powerful fallacy. I saw the slack in the architecture, that's the point of entry, to tear apart the sacred artery until the heart is empty. I'm from the house of the hard knocks where the clocks don't stop/ for a stock drop. I’m on your car top with a war cry—now watch the world watch. [Bridge] They said the role of a leader is popularity. I said the role of a leader… is confronting disparity Between what you could be and what they let you be, a parody. See, they want the Peace Corps. I'm kicking in the weak doors. A billion-dollar dream is what I bleed for. [Chorus] We do not come in peace. We do not come in peace. We do not come in peace. Amp it up or find sweet release