Lyrics:
Weakend by hypocrisy
I'm Sick of mediocrity and all These people jocking me
I'll pop a couple rappers like I Don't know what's inside of me
Another dead
tryin
Can you please bring me back
Before this happened
Before this news traveled
Would someone shoot the messenger
Please don't forget
How I feel about
Why don't you just tell what you want me to be
Hang on every word it doesn't matter to me
Tell us all about your little tragedy please
And tear
Don't shoot the messenger
I come in piece
Let me tell ya'll a lil story bout grief
Mother turned to nature
Got to know Father Time
Out of my control
blood from a cactus, gunpowder from ice
I don't gamble with cards and I don't shoot no dice
Can you look in my face with your sightless eyes?
Can you
And I'm screaming
'Don't shoot the messenger'
Was the martyr's final call
Through the hole
In the wall
Can you hear me now?
I am getting worse
I was born
or I will shoot!"
I look back at cooked crack
Plus cars that pass by
Jaguars mad fly
And I'm guilty for materialism
Blacks is still up in the prison
I be outside
Fuck the weather, I be outside
Keep a couple bands on me
I had to get 'em by my lonely
Yeah, ay
Outside, I don't be cooped up in
by 32, I feel obligated (Yeah)
I say nigga don't want no smoke, you ain't no carburetor (brr)
Try to kill me, I come right back, Arnold
message'll mess up by the end
They'll hear that dababy's da future while I'm da fuckin' friend
Sheesh, I don't mean to look
You just hotter than bobby when he
buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't tempt me
buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't tempt me
don't cast a glow
Yes, I guess it's reflex some have no control
I'd rather let a laughter and tally, off I go
Canoeing up the river or out into the O
don't cast a glow
Yes, I guess it's reflex some have no control
I'd rather let a laughter and tally, off I go
Canoeing up the river or out into the O
glaring over chicks
We paying no attention to them sore thumbs
Plus it only makes them vexder when them whores come
Don't kill the messenger, they
chicks
We paying no attention to them sore thumbs
Plus it only makes them vexder when them whores come
Don't kill the messenger, they stressing doing
spit
This is all that I do, when I shoot I don't miss
But I got me some shooters they shoot they gone hit
Imma always show love I got love for the family
don't even gangbang, but I know he ain't with the set he claim
My blood drive by like John Wall and he shoot it like he Dame
It's serious in these streets
sisters go on vacay and end it
And, Don't shoot the messenger
Trynna get these riches cause at first they wasn't meant for us (I know)
It's so hard to heal
stresses in their addresses
So they can shoot the messenger of what the law here expresses
I've done a thousand tours of duty here in the ghettos of Texas
auction off these women while they making those bids
Don't shoot me I'm just the messenger
I told myself I wasn't gonna talk about that much woke stuff in
call
Had the world in your court, but damn you dropped the ball
Hey don't shoot the messenger, just reading out the letter
If you look here it says,
head is ringin'
Nothing is vexing anymore, Imma king I see
No one is 'round me and I'm whippin' the sounds
Beats comin' in by the pound
There was a time
to receive it
But don't shoot the messenger
Popping by
Babe I know you're waiting for
Someone to stay around for good
Just know it isn't him
Boy doesn't treat
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