Lyrics:
Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Niggas just wanna know
If you still gon' be on some
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
the bottles don’t help (they do)
And it’s danger to drink by ya self (so what)
But the Henny for me always there (like blood)
Cause the pain that I feel they
myself night after night
Wondering what in the fuck have I done (Lord what have I done..done)
By the way my name is slim
And I'm here for murder in
tense
But I really don't need you here no more
I just want you to know my love lives on
I left a message in a bottle for you
You never picked it up
you took it all, and you threw it all away
You left a message in a bottle by the bed
The paper reeks full of empty words, that you never said
You left
HAVE A CAR SO CANT DEFEND AND THEN...
BAD MAN ROBS AND THEN, LIVES ARE LOST AND WHEN
WE ALL BLAME POLICE NOT POLITICIAN MAN THEM…
IN TIMES LIKE THESE WE
of order nigga you try me and get tortured
We got heat like we in Florida I'm a real nigga supporter
I live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga
of the bottle
We live life to the end of the bottle
And everyday that we pray
We pray for the ones who ain't come home
Me and my dogs we gonna rome we in the zone
knives and stabbed a guy in the eye when he was younger, he's known for using bottles of glass to attack people, and he gets in fights one time when we
game with Shady and Jay-Z
Suddenly everybody calls
"Like I'm just checking on you dog"
While I throw up this message on the star
When them bottles
CUSTOMER: Why?
MORTICIAN: He hasn't got shit all over him.
Scene 3
[clop clop]
ARTHUR: Old woman!
DENNIS: Man!
ARTHUR: Man, sorry. What knight lives in
in his prime
(Life's a bitch and then you die)
I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes
That buck that bought a bottle
(Life's a bitch and then you
a message for the world and I won't back out
So turn the key rash loud
I'm about to spazz out
Watch out, another nigga runnin' in the White House
But I
Green tops, boulders and bottles
Soldiers who follow leaders
You owed 'em dollars
Know that tommorrow you might not see it
Packs got knocked off by
the Elite is pleased
(Thugs) you used me, I used you
In order to make my message heard
By as many as possible
Now I can do without you
I have a fanbase that
I'm mad at every single person that doesn't understand the mission
Black lives matter, tell me how can you not get it
Stopped by the cops I've never
starts to shine,
You bring the weed, we'll bring the whiskey and the wine
And we can pass it all around, until it's all gone,
Put a message in the bottle
Yo
Calum Brook Nicolson
Here we go
Once I heard about an incident
Where you were killed by police because you were black
And then there was a Black
go)
(You Crazy)
I'm in here with my crew yelling fuck these other niggas
I did search around the city, can’t nobody do it bigger
Poppin' bottles errday
[Chorus: bmaroo]
Lately, I can’t find no problems
Ok hate me, put that message in a bottle
It’s all gravy, I’ll read that shit tomorrow
Sweet
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
to respond-react to this
Bring it back to respond-react
Master gettin cash in an orderly fashion
The attractive assassin, blastin the devil trespassin
Message
shine for you and me
I want so badly to believe
The world is full of magic
Wild and unknown
Technicolor live in stereo
A message in a bottle
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