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P:]
Street my niggaz
a motherfucker you know?
I try to tell these somethin
They at me like, "What the fuck?
Nigga you than me"
Nigga, don't to the message
Listen to the

A message to my son, times in my life
where I stood around to when it was better off to run
A message to my daughter, daddy make you
But sometimes in life blood ain't thicker than
A to my wife, I gotta say I love you
And thank you for makin shit in my life
A message to my moms, don't worry your kids
Cause is always love when we in God's arms
A message to my pops, my head's on my
And I'm takin of family and never will it stop
A message to my sister, your big got you
But never in let a coward nigga twist you
A message to my niggaz, it comes to the hood
Who the fuck in the world could do it better than my
A to my group, we got it we made it
nobody in the world sound better in the booth

[BEEP~!] If I don't pick up leave me a message
I don't pick up, just leave me a message - I'm right now
[BEEP~!] If I don't up just leave me a message
I pick up, just leave me a message - it's on right now
[BEEP~!] If I don't up just leave me a message
I don't pick up, leave me a message - I'm gone right now
[BEEP~!] If I don't pick up just leave me a
I don't pick up, just leave me a

P:]
A to the jail, I don't really write
Cause it's hard for me to say keep your head up through the
A to the poor, stressin the life
What we get now we get in the second life
A message to the kids, stick to your
Cause if you fuck the streets that's jail or a bid
A to the wild, you should calm down
Cause everybody and you probably blow trial
A message to the ladies, on yourself
So if daddy walk out you take care of the
A to the rich, you should spread love
'Fore niggaz like me go ahead and clips
A message to the hood, is bad now
But we be aight, cause it's soon to be good
A to the world, I don't give a FUCK
P smoke 'til he he and he drink 'til he

P:]
Many ways they can send you a message, like a from the wise
Or a 45 that send you to
throw you a look, others a book
Like the king gettin killed by the rook,
Some'll they soul when they feel like the Lord's callin
Some see it before it
My nigga, one is all and all is one
I wanna see us all rich all this done
But it's really God call we all his sons
Some play my role, hope God save my soul
Let me slide for them I owe
Pain and more pain's the only I know
Brain in the frame, I'm in the game I blow
Either my broke or my lame-ass slow
But count my blessings 'til I get to the essence
It's all good send me a message, what?

P:]
A to the jail
A message to the
A to the kids
A to the wild
A to the ladies
A to the rich... [fades]