Lyrics:
Word to the code that I live by
Loyalty and strength just to get by
In my life I got accustom to the bruising yea
I just do not know how you do this
gone stop by
Seen Little Key and them, it was two or three of them
Standin' in the line he said "I'ma pay for me and them"
Pulled his money out,
Dear Ceo, I hope you get this message
My name's Will Olenyik, and we never met
I been watching you for years and it can get excessive
We just have so
the peak times
You could be out before three strikes
We making money in the shadows Of the police the lights
What a morning
Woken up by my lawyer calling
Hit
sorrow?
Pain in a bottle with desire
Look up to Rallo, I wanna own the hood I put on
Put on like cologne, I wanna show you you don't need a loan (don't
Follow up in the club, no stress code, please
We be in the bit where we always be
Bottles on me
On me, on me, on me, on me, on me
Yeah, bottles on me
the message, got a reply
While I'm shopping for the bottles and the supplies, hoping for a good whine
Alcohol and chasers
I was picking different cups for
get free’d up
how many times we said rest in piece
because another brother got Killed by police
the media incites war on the streets
There only
of believing what's said in the news
What we need is a bunch of better schools
A community where we police our own
But by the way it's looking we headed into
confined
In wires or nine to fives
Or borderline
Suicidal and traumatized
By evil lives or knives
We let into our fragile minds
Our lives controlled by suits
in a bottle, Crystal
Drink 'til my liver drip down
Spin around, spin around, spin around
Spin around, spin around, spin around
Tryna find a message in
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
them straps down 'cause if you let them stay dead
Every death in black America is gang related
Yeah
[Chorus:]
A change is gonna come to our lives
a fucked up world, yeah we live in a fucked up world)
Life getting darker by the year, it's like the times giving
Same shit back then, is happening now, but
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
Pretend you found it like a message in a bottle
If you don't wanna live your life in someone else's shadow
By someone else's rules that you don't wanna
could try to find the best way
To live and make some money
For the brothers in these streets or police to take it from me
Swear it's enough to make
yeah I like it, yeah I like it
That’s on you
You’re on sight a supernova
Coming through
Like a message in a bottle
That’s on you
That’s a way you make me
conclusion
Niggas ain't ready for revolution
The average Black male
Live a third of his life in a jail cell
'Cause the world is controlled by the white
Aye, Aye
There was a time when I thought I wouldn't live to see Twenty-Five
Too many times I remember them nights I made my momma cry
Fuck the police
hard to get by
And that's why, when you're young in the streets
You gotta live and let die
Some say this ain't the life to choose
Rage is
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
understaffed, overworked
And overseen by people who can't ever understand
How it feels to live life like you and me
Patients lying in the corridors
'Cause
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