Lyrics:
It’s a blessing to get by with ya grind
So don’t you waste it
Shit get hectic when ya life on the Line
So just embrace it
It’s a message when I write
People got misconceptions, they desperate
Write my truth, so I get out the message
Living loose, so I'm young and I'm reckless
14k gold the cross
going to be looking you right dead in the eyes
After this very important message
It took me 22 years for me to realize that my life a blessing
And any
a friend
By myself until the end
Took my heart from out the streets
B*tch I stood up on my own give AF bout who they be
We clutching on that chrome bro Gon
didn't work.
Lord knows. It rains; storm blows. Looks like
orange groves tonight dozing off in these torn clothes.
Messages in a bottle sent from
do so I can grow into a better man? (By myself)
What you wanna spend your awareness on? (On myself)
That message sent, returned, and read return
hand at all times
That snitch shit at an all time, so I do dirt by my lonely
N***** ain't smoking on me these N***** really ain't street
'Fore I bow down
Show cats Raiderz of The Lost album
Prepared for the Spillage
I was on the mission field
And I was spitting for real
Taking the Gospel message
the Gospel message to the streets
So people can feel
Never concealed
Cause I was motivated with my zeal
My conviction was electrifying
Like an electric eel
I
30 in the air wondering what happened
All my brothers we together yea we never lacking
They all abide by the street tho
Their reality of life ain't no
to the side, standing on my own two feet
A couple weeks ain't got no sleep I feel my soul leaving
Sometimes my days go by slow I don't feel like eating
Told my
He says I'm toxic, says I'm crazy
Urnead messages in my phone, its about 80
I'm sorry bae these streets I guess they raised me
Step in the booth off
Christmas, should be more than toil?
Let our hearts be full of Christmas
cll year ‘round, we can still be led by this message
What we got for free, we can
But anyway, what's happenin' with my moms?
She gave me a message for you:
She said she's sorry she couldn't be here today, but she'll be here next
But anyway, what's happenin' with my moms?
She gave me a message for you:
She said she's sorry she couldn't be here today, but she'll be here next
with a gun and holster
Homie I don't need to stunt
Or a ton of promotions
Stomp the streets like I'm running
With a hundred soldiers
Live with
his own vomit
He gets his food and his garments
by digging in the garbage
I beg your pardon Mr. president
but I'm a resident
and since you've been in
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
It's a snowy night, the cops shut down the freeway
Big men in plows are out carving up the streets
Below them, jammed on a subway,
I'm with two
thoughts and I am walking by
On Third Street, the freakshow thrives
Santa Monica's alive, but
Something's not so right inside
Living with the news
street fam, twitter team
Like you could fuck with me
Oh did it seem, Dr King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream
I'm a grown ass man, this
street fam, twitter team
Like you could fuck with me
Oh did it seem, Dr King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream
I'm a grown ass man, this
No interviews, channel four, see me on the news
Erase your message walk streets with my cellular phone
Address you wonder, don't try to catch me
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