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I ain't got no service in the hills, I cant call you back
I'm the greatest, I'm the goat, one day you gone call me that
Fighting from the front line

Why they murder Nipsey Hustle for a grand grand
Why did George Floyd die in the Supreme Court police hand
When I turn up why can't I asked the judge be

knows that the change is due, I'm tryin to swim in it like I'm Uncle Scrooge
Punch that guard right by the pool, and have your boo give me towel service

a picture tag me in a comment
Watch me lock it down I'm not a convict
I be full olympic when I sprint
I can probably dip and hit a fence
Police try to chase

sit in prison like a 大佬
Man, I'd rather not die slow
These were the thoughts as I'm pulled by the 5-0
I hope I don't overdose, swallowing all this dope

slick & very sharp so rappers rapidly shrink
My words they actually Sting
With that ‘Message in the Bottle’ that I graphically bring to all these rappers

can put me in the basket
Daaam
I sure hope I make it through the night
Cuz I don't
Want to put my mama through it twice
But when the police at the door

It was all nothing Till I made it something 
Now they hear me on the mic and they jumpin
But back in the days these motherfuckers weren’t bumping

numbers, I check
Got new wheels poppin, don't wreck

Topic discussion i'm messin
Got no bad form when I'm textin 
Don't put no L's in my message
I just

side and light a
Match, strike, our lives off as write-offs
At least we'll be binded by my violence
Nah it'll suck, I'll bottle it up, crying in silence

could bend away from us""

III. Homunculus (King Me)

A message from the little man on the inside:
""I'm suffering in such neglect!""
Oh, sweet homunculus

book by the cover because you used a tool

When the only tools you wands use is in engineering school

So how can they judge a book if they not close

misunderstood truths
Stop lettin anger distort ya mind from receiving the actual message
Stop lettin people make you believe in the things you can't do
You

and dirty ones
Shit gettin' real, the nigga got killed and he was young, only 31
The young boys killin' OGs and we gettin' killed by the police
Stack your

Total came to 300 talked 'em down to 150
You can do that when you serving half the junkies in the city
I was hustling, you could smell me coming before

out

Utopia utopia 
I told my boys to hope in ya
Everyday I'm approaching ya
Prolly think I ain't notice ya
East side til I die
But when I die mane Ima

the mix
Flipping over bricks
I had to make a switch 
There's no way I'm getting Nicked (Nah)

Fuck the police
I'm in the cut with a couple of G's 
Opening

Burnt Offering

Blue Scholars

Blue Scholars [Bonus Tracks]

habitat
Imagine that I'm digging to find
What was hidden by the myth of a god up in the sky
Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme

So I 
Give thanks

up on a scam, this is retail
Got a Real message, that’s some g mail
Man I been bailed, never seen jail
So f*ck the judge the police failed

Winging my

let me hold some bank roll again and he did
And I'm watching him staying clear of the models who only want him for bottles or maybe get in his pockets

and running from the Police
To stepping on a stage I used to see from in the nosebleeds
Y'all see what I show you just imagine what you don't see
Real notice

Where are the rude boys of England
Where do I belong
It took a while for any progress to kick in
But still we would not give up the fight
Our message was

I'm Sorry

Mr. Lil One

Tha Requiem: Songs for Tha Dead

2004

Sometimes I feel like my world is slowly sinkin
I need a bottle to relax me and calm me
All that bottle ever did was really harm me
But should I call me, I'm

Smack ‘em fast with a bottle of sour
Maps, flags at half mast
Come through with air fast
Crush your supporting cast
High in the friendly skies
Tight guys