The Message

All I need's my own distillery
And a pill to bleed
Y'all are killing me
Like Zodiacs, don't hold me back
I'm versatile, like Kodie Black, you owe me daps
Your phony raps are only whack, we only laugh
I still run streets like I'm Owney Mad, I still got my homies back
Even if it's raining and the sun falls down
My fathers' looking down and saw his son fall down
But like I shaved my whole head, he'll watch his son ball now
There's nothing like the feeling of verses just like a bible
Reaching out to a child that might have been suicidal
Smoking a Black and Mild, and killing a pedophile
It's murder in the streets just to right these wrongs
Two wrongs make a right, but when the lights come on
And we're caught swimming deep and they pile us on
Any sin we've ever done you can't take that back
I said I'm coming from the Lands where they aim at hats
Come to think of it that's kind of what I say on tracks, damn
Yo, I think I'm bout to blow up, better strap me down
I'mma have the city locked like I'm Bad News Brown
This a new generation, this a brand new Town
So you can keep recycling flows with your hand me downs
Bodies buried deep and they can't be found
I'll say hello to your cousin while I ride the cyclone
And eat a Nathan's hot dog, and laugh, and fight foes
I came here for the lyrics, you came here for the light show
At least I got some nice clothes
I'm back to save rap like your money is with Geico
You got a couple fat rhymes, but most of them are lypo
I said your girl was in the ring she got the GORE like Rhyno
They started calling me the God, cause everything is Heaven Sent
That's why I'm on a track with Gemini the Genesis, aye

Every time I cut these verses
It's hard not to envision my mother cringing at the use of all my curses
She'd sit there and tell me, think about the kids
If you're tryna make it big and plan on booking gigs
You'll have to send a message that no other rapper gives
That's true I suppose, you know how the saying goes
That your mother always knows
And if she was here now, she'd be in that front row making faces at my shows
Such a big heart with an incredible soul
Had an even Bigger Mouth, she was rather comical
And the love she had for me was astronomical
Let me take a deep breath for the woman who made me
I apologize for being crazy
Cause I've been thinkin bout it lately
With all this going on, cops guns going off
Lost ones showing off, kids killed in the streets tryna prove their not soft
And I ask myself, is it worth the blood loss
There's a crisis in these streets but all they talk about is ISIS in the East
But they never speak on how they licensing the heat
So I'm tightening these sneaks cause it's frightening to see
The POTUS chillin tax-free and fighting through his tweets
But listen, I'm not here to spark beef
I just came to spread light on this thing we call life
While your favorite rapper mumbles bout what that head like
And how their bread's right
So do yourself a favor and pass on this flavor over to your neighbor



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Nicola Mancini
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