Lyrics:
reconsider being blessed by the gods
Rigorous assault from the weapons I brought
Step the boss, bets are now off
We gon' make a little bit of mess if you
...I mean, it doesn' matter 'oo it is, I mean, the message gets through.
Steve: (recorder clicks on mid-sentence)...anyways, 'e did not deserve
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
here's a message
Liberace may Chocolatate'
take em I'ma rock na
Playa, nigga fuck what I say
Throw ya souls in the air like this
Flash ya bar codes
alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate me, Chocolatate'
Take 'em and rock now play
Do the fuck
on TV"
One night, Meek and I meet up at a
Seafood restaurant not far from his hotel
Where we are joined at the
Last minute by Rick Ross
His longtime
that gas and pour up a 4
I use all cash when I'm in the store
They say who's that
But I don't even know
I just be by my bag
And I only want more
I'm
Or spit those fiction shit just to get me a deal, ooouu
I don't need to feel fear, I'm still here, me real tier
I don't need affirmation from any stupid mid
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
shit down
Soon as they cut my mic on
From the first bar down to the last syllable
Niggas that thought they were immortal
Find out they killable
Once I
The gapped-toothed fellow and the cat with one eye
Keep a watch on things as they pass
Under a Tamarind tree, by the old village well
Drinking sweet tea from a glass
Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Those who know me call me by my name
Others call me vago tryna to see the world
As if I hit
get active
Like Jet Li, I'm tryna stay balanced like ah
Music is a myth and every song I make is
Getting easier to stray
From the message that I bring
Radio check check
Video check check
This is how the city-folk and mole-people connect-nect
Somebody warped the message, tried to pass it
eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate
Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate
Still blastin' away
Spit and put
mop
But play with my money
That mop will get peeled from yo top
Got it out of the mid
Glizzy holding a dub
We knee deep in the game
So there's no giving
already know who next up
Bar for bar niggas can't catch us
Spit some shit reckless or quotes college kids study in lectures
We here to deliver a message
I'm
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
bitch named Alexis
She from Texas, whip a Lexus
I'm droppin' turds like Amber Heard
Grunting like I'm giving birth
Onto the page with written words
Tell
most immemorial year;
It was hard by the dim lake of auber,
In the misty mid region of weir,
It was down by the dank tarn of auber,
In the ghoul-haunted
attention to incentive is relentlessly ignored
He'd rather spread a message from the depth of his heart
The morals of his motives will never be torn apart
a track
Here's something for an attack
I'd clash you with the clan
I'm the man, Here's the plan
Was never given anything by hand
No Silver Platter man
paid
But I don't mind
I still play the game
Gotta be patient 'coz things will soon change
Working til night
Starting mid day
Not even earning
Adams and Crenshaw
Ni--as make moves
Mid-City live action
Better than pay per view
With the shits
Early with it
Before it hits the news
By
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