Lyrics:
to beg for help
But couldn't push the words out
Can you police the cops
Will you tell them that it hurts now
They ran for their lives
And then we heard
wrote a message in a bottle
Anchor me down to you
I promise I won't float away again
I wrote a message in a bottle
To only be seen by you
Anchor me down
in disguise
With no consequences the murders will continue
Over one-hundred-and-seventy people of all races
Have been murdered by police in Portland
all in one message
These are all my confessions
This industry aint in the streets
And sometimes I wanna tear it down
I wanna tear it down
I wanna tear
I need peace
Find my peace
My life in pieces
I'm tryna get a piece
Truth if you live by
You die by the piece
Please God, help me find my peace
I need
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
trouble by police treason n'
What's mine, it's a crime the youth are blind to rights
We live and learn to carry on this life
I recall my plights
Evading
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
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