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norms
A freeze in the winter cold
And they know
Please don't shoot the messenger
In fact let's not shoot anyone
We're just sharing the knowledge fam

bleed
And the storm astounding, but recall I planted seeds
For now my mental crowded, these chains won't set me free

They say don't shoot the messenger

loot 
If I see an open Imma shoot my shot Whether it be a purty lady or I catch you slipping Im gonna scrap, imma grind to get to top. cnd I .. cnd I..

don't act for the bros
Get rushed by the Fedz, head straight to the back, let it flush
From the back to the front, bring packs out stack money up
Livin'

dude, thinkin' I won't kill you
Because I'm a friendly dude? Judge a book by its cover
That's sum' you should never do, ain't no typo, but my TEC's gon'

when we shoot
They wonder why we going so hard for
Go so hard
Game so smooth like watching them coast ride by on a longboard
Yeah
Bringing that glow

He Comes

De La Soul

The Grind Date

2004

Magnetically handle mics, they don't drop
Top drama every time these commas don't drop
Pop spots like lint on your shirt, the net worth
To shoot the rock

Life an time go together
A nigga die it don't stop

One of them beats 
That I won't let them rap on
Cussin an fussin but I will not cap on
Graduate

do we have to thank for this?

On the gram young niggas acting sinful
Fake killers dance with guns, real killers move silento 
Don’t shoot

Don't Blame Me

Eric Clapton

There's One in Every Crowd

1975

to my whole family
He always tell me when John Brown
Was getting ready to come around

Don't blame me
Don't blame me

I hide it all except a few

shoot the messenger
Ain't no weapon formed shall prosper, Gospel flow out me like lava
No enemy that we can't counter, Mauser, I spit heat throughout

and rescue me

What you gonna do, when they pull up on you?
Pray that they dont shoot, this aint what you want fool
They got John Lennon too, know that they

Loyalty

D12

D12 World

2004

Doc-Trizzy, Shady-Twizzie slash Aftermath
50 Cent, G-Unit, here we go, free Yayo
Motherfuck a Benzino, they don't know we finna blow
Someone better tell 'em

on the floor
Nigga don't pull that shit
Less you gon use that shit
Yea
Bang bang bang John Witherspoon lil bitch
KD Klay and Curry
Shoot my shot they gon be

nip but im to double up
The tables turn we needed them but now they needin us
Thats nigga on the others side dont even speak’em up
Dont shoot

to the prison systems, sick of bullshit showin' symptoms, don't shoot the messenger, the one, in front of the gun, it'll return to sender, by the time it's all

Uh-huh uh huh uh
Gee-gee-geyeah
Baby, watchin, streets
Uh-huh uh huh uh
You don't have to look
Uh-huh uh
The streets is watching
Check it, check

Don't shoot at the legs man
We shootin' at everything above the neck
We aiming for headbands
Don't want to talk if it ain't 'bout a check
Come get me

Let em know , let em know
We ain’t regular
Ya mans watching
But don’t shoot the messenger
Perfect temperature,
I like it at 80
Old soul, but I’m still

politicize it
Cuz more than likely we all know someone affected by it
Shorty can you shoot a text, take some time give me a call
Drop a line on messenger ya

Praise!
RIP B Cook, I'm going to the league for you
Please don't shoot the messenger just 'cause I speak with passion
If I say it then I mean it, I

We called 'em football heads when we'd sell 'em
We was goin' fed, movin' football heads, called it Helga
Codeine by the lean-a, pounds of gasoline-a,

Can't Find My Way Home

Stuffy Shmitt

Other People's Stuff

2003

to my whole family
He always tell me when John Brown
Was getting ready to come around

Don't blame me
Don't blame me

I hide it all except a few

Can't Find My Way Home

Eric Clapton

Nathan East

2014

to my whole family
He always tell me when John Brown
Was getting ready to come around

Don't blame me
Don't blame me

I hide it all except a few