Lyrics:
There's blacks with knives and whites with guns
fighting in Howard Beach
There's no such thing as human rights
when you walk the N.Y. streets
just the hate in me
As the ships and the steel
Slip away to the cry of 'compete'
There's a message for us
We can get there by bus
From Killermont
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
to see you again
(Here she comes) Yeah I watch her walk on by
(Here she comes) And I see her hair in the sun
(Here she comes) I know she's a little shy
the message
But war be the front page
In this mess-age
Ghetto celebs spread by the hundred
Macked by the same tactics
Wit us in a tundra
Goin under
Avoidin
mess-age
Ghetto celebs spread by the hundred
Macked by the same tactics
with us in a tundra
goin' under
Avoidin' cries from sodomized
Society
that we do it
And keep on moving, guess who's back up in the house?
Original Cleveland Criminals
Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murder,
Of anybody or anything.
Chorus.
Red eyes for the streets, how e wan be na.
Future bright yeah I know but hungry wan kill man.
2 a.m boys deh awake.
Dem
doing If it right or wrong
I just hope I'm gonna see a better days
Be a better me
Be a better version of myself in the street
Oh Lord save me from enemies
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
is the D
And scuff marks on ya knees
I got a game plan
To bring a message
To the black man
Come right and exact
So he can understand
You can count
Ooooooooooowoahhwoahhwoahwoahhhhooooooooo
While your here you'll regret it..
Who ain't get to send that message..
Let it go it's hard to dead ittttt…
Well, thank God for the shooter
And thank God for the leader
And think hard for a message
Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
Essie Mae’s,
Hard times I cope by giving my people hope they like Ced spit that shit cause I give em a new life quote,
Shortie wrote me a message said I
By The Code
Mac I'm going in
On the road to destruction from the very start with mind and heart you can win if you play your part
Ain't nothin
of the main reasons I don't give 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
become the new
School styles of rap
Like Naughty by Nature, Leaders of the New
A Tribe Called Quest
Dr dre and Snoop Doggy too
Red Alert keepin' it street
on the wrist baby
You don't even gotta know me felt like I was dying
Steady in the showers cryin by the hour
Preying to god hope my message get read
Everybody
she is pissed
My shawty' won't even reply to my message
She got a new man's Ima' teach him a lesson
Pop a pill, it's the anti-depression
Little by
in the streets they be shouting out the true message
They be shouting 'bout the new fences
New prisons for the black brown skin and the news pressing
you know she gone lie for me
Twin Glocks and you know she gone die for me
Baby perfect hypnotized by her green eyes
I got the message when she hit me
Duh, duh, duh, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
Walking down the street and I'm finger snapping
Ladies walking all the dogs and the beat is clapping
300 deep
I say it 300 times
We what the streets wanna see
Feel like 300 Spartans
Stomping with 600 feet
Squad up! squad, squad
Squad up! squad, squad
Yea yea yea heyyyyy yea yea yea yea
I came in the game by myself I'm gonna leave here by myself
Red bottoms Gone step on they neck I'm with my dog
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