Sean Price, Block McCloud - Mess You Made lyrics
[Sean Price, Block McCloud - Mess You Made lyrics]
P! Nahmean, real talk
On some "Brokest Rapper You
Know" type shit nahmean? Do the knowledge
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation (Word?)
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job (Sean P)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
(Block McCloud, Boot Camp, Brooklyn)
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
Listen i ain't had a hit since '96
Ever since then my career been twists
The Fab 5 album got put on the shelf
But they still play "Leflah" on
The Throwback at 12
My man said he heard me on Mister Cee
Yeah that's cool but it don't
Equal chips to P
The brokest rapper you know sell
Crack after the show
With a fo'-fo' that'll blow
Back half your fro
The drugs that I sold got fucked up God
So, it's, Carhartt suit's, construction jobs
It ain't rap dough but the money is cool
Gotta make sure Elijah ain't bummy at school
I guess this rap shit is a thing of the past
Took the ring off my finger sold
The thing for some cash
The nice niggas broke, and the rest get paid
Damn look at the mess I made, the mess I made
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation (Uh, huh)
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job
(Look at the mess I made, the mess I made)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
Yeah, you know how it go
When you got no dough
Niggas goin' out to party and
You got no clothes
And when you do get clothes
Then you can't go out
That's the bullshit I'm talkin'
About, check it out, yo
Rags to riches and riches to rags
Just cashed a royalty check and
Can't get me a cab do the next best thing
That's to get on the train
Niggas lookin' at me strange
Tryna size up my chain
I gotta cut corners in order to look good
Bathing Ape jeans, a jacket and matching hood
Niggas think I'm fly that
I'm actually all good
But, I bought it from an
African traffickin' mad goods
"Money ain't a thing" says the guy who's rich
While the broke motherfucker thinkin'
Life's a bitch
Slit my wrists with a knife or blade
Damn, look at the mess I made
The mess I made
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job
(Look at the mess I made, the mess I made)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
Verse three how you gonna be broke and
Your last name Price? That's like
Sweatin' bullets and your nickname 'Ice'
How ironic, take two pulls, pass the chronic
Tryna write a rhyme that'll get
Me out the projects
Tryna write a rhyme that'll make me a mill'
But, if you into takin' pills I
Got a spot in the 'Ville
Right or wrong, I must get paid
Damn, look at the mess I made, motherfucker
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job
(Look at the mess I made, the mess I made)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation (P! Block McCloud)
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job
(yeah, look at the mess I made
The mess I made)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
(Damn, look at the mess I made
The mess I made)
On some "Brokest Rapper You
Know" type shit nahmean? Do the knowledge
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation (Word?)
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job (Sean P)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
(Block McCloud, Boot Camp, Brooklyn)
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
Listen i ain't had a hit since '96
Ever since then my career been twists
The Fab 5 album got put on the shelf
But they still play "Leflah" on
The Throwback at 12
My man said he heard me on Mister Cee
Yeah that's cool but it don't
Equal chips to P
The brokest rapper you know sell
Crack after the show
With a fo'-fo' that'll blow
Back half your fro
The drugs that I sold got fucked up God
So, it's, Carhartt suit's, construction jobs
It ain't rap dough but the money is cool
Gotta make sure Elijah ain't bummy at school
I guess this rap shit is a thing of the past
Took the ring off my finger sold
The thing for some cash
The nice niggas broke, and the rest get paid
Damn look at the mess I made, the mess I made
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation (Uh, huh)
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job
(Look at the mess I made, the mess I made)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
Yeah, you know how it go
When you got no dough
Niggas goin' out to party and
You got no clothes
And when you do get clothes
Then you can't go out
That's the bullshit I'm talkin'
About, check it out, yo
Rags to riches and riches to rags
Just cashed a royalty check and
Can't get me a cab do the next best thing
That's to get on the train
Niggas lookin' at me strange
Tryna size up my chain
I gotta cut corners in order to look good
Bathing Ape jeans, a jacket and matching hood
Niggas think I'm fly that
I'm actually all good
But, I bought it from an
African traffickin' mad goods
"Money ain't a thing" says the guy who's rich
While the broke motherfucker thinkin'
Life's a bitch
Slit my wrists with a knife or blade
Damn, look at the mess I made
The mess I made
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job
(Look at the mess I made, the mess I made)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
Verse three how you gonna be broke and
Your last name Price? That's like
Sweatin' bullets and your nickname 'Ice'
How ironic, take two pulls, pass the chronic
Tryna write a rhyme that'll get
Me out the projects
Tryna write a rhyme that'll make me a mill'
But, if you into takin' pills I
Got a spot in the 'Ville
Right or wrong, I must get paid
Damn, look at the mess I made, motherfucker
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job
(Look at the mess I made, the mess I made)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
Look at the mess you made
With your reputation (P! Block McCloud)
Look at the mess you made
You can't get a job
(yeah, look at the mess I made
The mess I made)
Look at the mess you made, got no dedication
Look at the mess you made
You're a fuckin' slob
(Damn, look at the mess I made
The mess I made)