The Message

Fake thug no love you get the slug cb4 gutso Your luck no I didn't know till I was drunk though You freak niggaz played out get fucked then ate out Prostitute turned bitch I got the gauge out 96 ways I made out Montana way the good f e l l a Verbal a k spray dipped attache jumped out the range Empty out the ashtray a glass of zay Make a man Cassius Clay Red dot plots murder schemes 32 Shotguns regulate with my dunns 17 rocks gleam from one ring Yo let me let y'all niggaz know one thing There's one life one love so there can only be one King The highlights of living Vegas style roll vice in linen Antera's spinning on milleniums 20 G bets I'm winning them Threats I'm sending them lex with t v set the minimum I'll sex adrenaline Party with villians A case demi sec to chase the henny Wet any clique with the semi tech who want it Diamonds I flaunt 'em Chicken heads flock I lace 'em fried Broiled amaze 'em taste 'em place they clit way out of formation It's horizontal how I have 'em Fucking me in the benz wagon Can it be vanity from last dragon Grab gun it's on though shit is grimy Real niggaz buck in broad daylight with The broke mac it won't spray right Don't give a fuck what hear as long as the dram's lit Yo overnight thugs bug because they promised shit Hungry ass holligans stay on that piranha shit I peeped you frontin I was in the jeep Sunk in the seat tinted with heat beats bumpin Across the streat you was wildin Talkin bout how you ran the island in eighty nine Laying up playing the yard with crazy shine I cocked a baby 9 that nigga gave me mine clanked 'em What was he thinking on my corner when it pay me time Dug 'em you owe me cousin something told me plug 'em So dumb felt my leg burn then it got numb Spun around and shot one heard shots and dropped son Caught a hot one somebody take his biscuit before the cops come Then they come asking me my name what the fuck I got stitched up and went through the left hospital that same night What I got my gat back time to backtrack I had to drop so how the fuck I get clapped Black was in the jeep watching all these scenes speed by It was a brown datsun and yo nobody in my hood got one That clown niggaz through blazing out his crew daily The bridge touched me up severely hear me So when I rhyme it's sincerely yours be lightin El's sippin Coors on all floors in project halls Contemplating war niggaz I was cool With before we used to score together Uptown copping the raw but a a thug changes and love changes and best friends become strangers Word up Yo to them niggaz gettin it on in the world ya know To them niggaz that locked down doing their thing Surviving know saying To my thorough niggaz New York and world wide Yo to the Queens Bridge militia 9 6 shit the firm clique illmatic nigga it was written though Been a long time comin Y'all fake niggaz trying to copy Come with to real all