Lyrics:
get there
And now I'm swimming in some real deep shit,
Navigating through it with nautical prowess,
Automated servant play Message in a bottle by
This is a highway patrol force
This highway patrol keeps our highways safe in Illinois
They do it by getting the drunk drivers off the road
They
a fake alias
To save me with in case I
Get chased by space aliens
A brainiac with a cranium packed
Full of more uranium
Than a maniac Saudi Arabian
sellin' bottles in the alley
On some villain shit, wearin' a mask like Jim Carrey
With his gat cocked, stinkin' up the crack spot
Pace 1 dies with
on a Delta flight
And I haven’t bought more
I think imma take the money
Put a message in a bottle and hope
It washes up on God’s shore
And inside it will read
after night
I travel farther
By the lights of the street lamps
And the police sirens
I find my way back
From the streets of pain
All conversations
They
Ooh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we travel to this
I swear to god you gotta feel me
Lookstandin on the corner with
Crack rocks and marijuana
Burner glue, dough and I’m duckin police
In California state
named
Created to last across the time
Bottles in the cosmic sea
Go breaking the sound
Lights in the darkness
Marching in time
Carrying the message
Of all
on the V
Wallin' in the whip, let's talk politics
They say niggas from New York is saw by the flip
I got gas in the range, cash on the chain
And I'm flying
em' out they clothes
Smoke marijuana by the O, our eyes low
My pockets covered in zero's
Bitches run up to me like a hero
My niggas rob like De Niro
say I'm losing my mind
Baby please come back
Polices is standing right outside
Baby please come back
I'm dancing to our song by myself
Baby please come
related
So we best to let the killin cease, now rest in peace
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: J.Flexx]
Tell me how many Haiti bottles I gotta empty
before I wise
Izzy Club Going Crazy
Empty Spade Bottles Like A Parade
Wanted By The Police But They Gonna Have To Catch Me
Better Call For Backup Cause I Aint Going
While another black man, is murdered by police
Peaceful demonstrations, greeted with gas in the streets
A beautiful flower dead because it couldn't
wildin'
Steady been out here slidin', catch him
Put them hallows in his body livin' grimy
Burglaries bein' committed by his partners
My nigga pulled up
The following explicit content in this song by "Pawn Star"
Are not necessarily the views expressed by De La Soul
But they understand
Execute porn
my ways
Drop a few lines, leave a bitch in a daze
Have her homegirls wonderin' what she do
Fucked around and gave me that pussy too
I be doin' this
Make some room for me
PE in your beeper, hun you can read it and weep
My old hoes call me now, leave a message after the beep
I don't wanna speak no I
blown away by everything in my head
I’m blown away by everything unsaid
there you are tucked away
hiding from humanity
a message in a bottle lost
the Enzo, get chased by the cops (ayy, ayy)
Ooh, lemme stop now 'cause I'm sayin' a lot (damn)
I want a fast car with a mansion, big ass house in
boy, Poppa see to put a slug in your vest
Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
So turn
police, ah)
Hope Foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial plot, at least
New plan, Stan
Slim, "chauvinist pig, drove in this big Lincoln town car"
Weave in they hair, weed in
Weave in they hair, weed in
Weave in they hair, weed in a hndred bottles
Weave in they hair, weed in
Weave in they hair,
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