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lifting off my shoulders, I feel the weight bottle up and shoot
You right in your mother fucking face, I'm done playing around with you
So fuck you
All

the whistles and bells
If this message and bottle washes up to your steps
Know I spoke from a place of just wanting to heal
Internal chambers is where most

nothing left to trust
See my whole fuckin life
See it blowin in the wind
I get a message from a power
That I cannot comprehend
It told me
Jibun ni sunao
Ni

there's message in the bottles
It's hard to stay sober
When you're drowning out your problems
But fantasy's my drug
And it's a hard pill to swallow
Like

in a fossil?
Plant flowers on my grave, my spirit blossoms
Seal my words in a message in a bottle
Will it reach someone or reach the ocean's bottom?

please (Yo)
Letter from the future here for all of ya local scenes (What)
Message in a bottle travelled through space long
It's from the one that brought

around me
Integrity is solid; we weather any climate
The forecast calling for it
You swimming or you drowning
I'm Poseidon in the depths
I script a message

about when I rhyme
Range from fuck crimes to tough times
Line to line it's all mine
But dmac produced it

The bars by Tres Louis
Popping off in hip hop

broken No joking
Been heavy on my soul and you ain't notice
The message sent but you unspoken
Had thoughts of us taking these trips over the ocean
But i'm

looks, man fuck that shit, girl take this passage
As a message in a broken bottle, a blessing been revoked by God, a lesson that I hope
I caught but still

the message 
Sos In a bottle
   why did no one accept it?
Adamant to not ask for help 
                   Cause you think they’ll reject it 
Way you act

the calls, leave a message at the beep, beep
But if I'm callin', I expect an answer instantly, right away
What the fuck you think this is, yo, I got what you

Creed
Sipping on blood, how I like to feast
Murderous urges I've got to release
Throw his body in the open sea
Cut them up, dumping piece by piece
Won't

us French Toast tomorrow
Excuse me
Just my truth fueled by this bottle
Truthfully you're a model
Of brilliance
I'm curious
How are you with children
I

can't he do
See I condensed my lived experiences like infographic
I'm not talking in the gym, when I say that I touch the masses
We don't go out, the only

You could let go of that bottle baby I be here to fix it
Reminiscin' bout the times I know you loved it when I'm in it
Don't never wanna listen you just

at the same time so...
Tonight I'll talk

Uh
While moms was working, hands and knees wiping floors down
I was in school reading books, writing words down
Pops

Checkstand 3

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

this all the time at the past, no doubt about that
A 1969 vintage bottle of red wine in my hand
Who is that by the checkstand?
With the tall brown tan

leave Neverland
To play pretend with Wendy while his boys were lost
I'm at a lost
I see the cross
Message in the bottle
The bottoms at the top
Don't know

was on the bus with a Discman in my hand, banging Biggie with a bottle of
Passion pop in the backpack, ciggies in my pockets
Penning raps thinking,

Every maze a funnel into a wine bottle
And corked inside a message so mind boggling, a puzzle
Amazed at the grace having reached a goal
Knock twice

cap when they talk
Like a bottle of Coke (No cap)
Rappers be gay, in the closet like coats
(Ugh) never fuck with them niggas
They knew from the go (No

to the bottle and the bic 
To numb and diffuse the fact that I'm sick
In the head sometimes can't get out of this bed and yet never comfortable falling asleep
So

White Magic for Lovers

Drugstore

White Magic for Lovers

1998

Leave a candle by his doorstep
With a snapshot of his face
Turn around and take a deep breath
On the first weekend of May

Keep a hair strand in