Jay Browne, Alexander, Nigel Nolan - The Message lyrics

"Yo, yo, what's up y'all
It's yo boy Frankie X"
"Yo, what's happening, this is Flex Winter"
"Yo, what's popping, it's yo boy Big Eazzyy"
"And you are now tap dancing to
The Message by Jay Browne"
"On 1 (800) 813-4vr: Deluxe"
Firmway, Firmway, sheesh
Woo, yeah, check, look

Switch sides, I hit 'em up
Never hit 'em back
I hope he get the message
My blood be spilling blood
Got two brothers named Smith and Wesson
Shawty been pressing my line
Feeling like the goddamn man
Woo, making money all the time, flip a nigga
Do a handstand

Oh shit, it's a new king, fuck a prayer hand
This a God flow
Bad ting, my type, Saweetie, light ice
Petey Pablo first off, fuck 12, top shottas
Silvеr medal on my competition
Middle fingеr to my opposition and
My deadline like a politician
(hold up, hold up, hold up)

Wait a minute you thought your dissing would
Make a difference?
Don't call yourself King when
You just a midget
Off of my team so you think you a
G but you in the D league
Must have fit your mission
I slide without your permission
Or I turn your girl into Mrs
Just for the night, baby, keep your distance
I got no time for no intermissions
I took her for a Z
Thought she caught me slipping
Must be sleeping on me if
You think I'm tripping
Upgrade my system then upgrade my wins
Only dealing with queens
You were just a pawn
Darkskin nigga, upper echelon
All-black coupe full of extra strong
Hold on to me, girl, you must be wrong
Girl, you must be wrong (Look)

Switch sides, I hit 'em up
Never hit 'em back
I hope he get the message
My blood be spilling blood
Got two brothers named Smith and Wesson
Shawty been pressing my line
Feeling like the goddamn man
Woo, making money all the time, flip a nigga
Do a handstand

Watch your mouth
We can pull up, let a choppa "bow!"
Pull up with shots from the block and bounce
Patek Philippe, they looking deep
Lil' boy not Pac, now he more like Peep
Ba ba that B make my hand squeeze, look
I don't ever hand shake, this a grand take
I need it in advance
Never ask me for a feature
Said "they didn't need ya
" eating out my hands
Baby bitch my side piece, I
Can paint your Lisa, moaning for the Piza
You a cop of carbon leather, seated
Your Coretta, who the man now, huh?
Ask me with your hand down
Boy yo momma must be proud
Damn, Momma must be proud
Silly niggas fishing for a hand out
Streaky niggas working hard for the clout
Could build bigger using less of they mouth

Please don't get it confused
Live by the code and die by the rules
Running them drills then popping them tools
I told 'em "We cool" but nigga, I lied
I stick 'em and move (Look)

Switch sides, I hit 'em up
Never hit 'em back
I hope he get the message
My blood be spilling blood
Got two brothers named Smith and Wesson
Shawty been pressing my line
Feeling like the goddamn man
Woo, making money all the time, flip a nigga
Do a handstand

Switch sides, I hit 'em up
Never hit 'em back
I hope he get the message
My blood be spilling blood
Got two brothers named Smith and Wesson
Shawty been pressing my line
Feeling like the goddamn man
Woo, making money all the time, flip a nigga
Do a handstand beat switch

Said I won't make it, I gotta try
That day is coming, I gotta die
I can't be stuck on no 9-5
Said I won't make it, I gotta try
That day is coming, I gotta die
So I run it until I run out of time

I can't be stuck on no 9-5
Said I won't make it, I gotta try
That day is coming, I gotta die
So I run it until I run out of time
Calling the heavens, you hear me God
I just wanna leave someone here inspired
'Fore I leave
Then at least I can say I tried
'Fore I leave
Then at least I can say I tried

I can't be stuck on no 9-5
Said I won't make it, I gotta try
That day is coming, I gotta die
So I run it until I run out of time
Calling the heavens, you hear me God
I just wanna leave someone here inspired
'Fore I leave
Then at least I can say I tried
'Fore I leave
Then at least I can say I tried (J-A-Y)

Maybe I just haven't got to the pinnacle
Fuck the talking, I'ma show what I'm finna do
I ain't talking 'bout no
Shedding the physical
What I feel is heavy but it's invisible
Jealousy, envy, greed pussy, money, weed
Made me think about the energy I feed
Made me think about my
Brothers who would bleed
Made me think about the
Others who would leech
Having dreams 'bout a big city stage
How much would you pay for the price of fame?
How important is it people know your name?
Are you down to sacrifice so you can gain?
What about the people that you leave behind?
Can you whip a 2, a 4 into a 9?
Who gon' put a blade right up out ya spine?
Straighter than the street, shit is by design
Are you working harder than the next nigga
Knowing that succession gets you vexed
Nigga? Whole lotta pain to express, nigga
I know how you dealing with the stress, nigga
Lil' sex, nigga, blow the sess, nigga
Doing-anything-for-the-press nigga
Get it off your chest, bring a vest, nigga
Started doing more and saying less, nigga

I can't be stuck on no 9-5
Said I won't make it, I gotta try
That day is coming, I gotta die
So I run it until I run out of time
Calling the heavens, you hear me God
I just wanna leave someone here inspired
'Fore I leave
Then at least I can say I tried
'Fore I leave, then at least I can (ah, ah)

I can't be stuck on no 9-5
Said I won't make it, I gotta try
That day is coming, I gotta die
So I run it until I run out of time
Calling the heavens, you hear me God
I just wanna leave someone here inspired
'Fore I leave
Then at least I can say I tried
'Fore I leave
Then at least I can say I tried yeah