Lyrics:
of believing what's said in the news
What we need is a bunch of better schools
A community where we police our own
But by the way it's looking we headed into
confined
In wires or nine to fives
Or borderline
Suicidal and traumatized
By evil lives or knives
We let into our fragile minds
Our lives controlled by suits
in a bottle, Crystal
Drink 'til my liver drip down
Spin around, spin around, spin around
Spin around, spin around, spin around
Tryna find a message in
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
them straps down 'cause if you let them stay dead
Every death in black America is gang related
Yeah
[Chorus:]
A change is gonna come to our lives
Pretend you found it like a message in a bottle
If you don't wanna live your life in someone else's shadow
By someone else's rules that you don't wanna
a fucked up world, yeah we live in a fucked up world)
Life getting darker by the year, it's like the times giving
Same shit back then, is happening now, but
yeah I like it, yeah I like it
That’s on you
You’re on sight a supernova
Coming through
Like a message in a bottle
That’s on you
That’s a way you make me
could try to find the best way
To live and make some money
For the brothers in these streets or police to take it from me
Swear it's enough to make
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
Aye, Aye
There was a time when I thought I wouldn't live to see Twenty-Five
Too many times I remember them nights I made my momma cry
Fuck the police
conclusion
Niggas ain't ready for revolution
The average Black male
Live a third of his life in a jail cell
'Cause the world is controlled by the white
hard to get by
And that's why, when you're young in the streets
You gotta live and let die
Some say this ain't the life to choose
Rage is
understaffed, overworked
And overseen by people who can't ever understand
How it feels to live life like you and me
Patients lying in the corridors
'Cause
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
a thing I was just standing by
Here's a message to the youngsters today: standing by you can die
Usually I'm in the house but today I snuck home
people protestin' in Minneapolis escalated
As demonstrators were lashed by tear gas and rubber bullets
The main message here, the main message here,
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
shit live to ya peephole
Shorty wanna ride wit' a G though
And we never break the G code
Crack another bottle of the pinot
Hit it out the park Great
than just death you know
Live to see your children's children, let your message flow
Tell them death and destruction ain't the way to go.
Police
a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white
I'm sick yes i'm diseased
I beat the beat until it is deceased
My fam need to eat and count on me
So that means i'm a get it by any means
In the booth
peace through writing
That's my outlet
A mountain high vision
Now that's how I live
I must be a message in a bottle
Pray these waves will bring me
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