answering machine beeps
Styles P
Street life my niggaz
Shits a motherfcker you know?
I try to tell these shorties somethin
They look at me like, What the fck?
Nigga you worse than me
Nigga, dont listen to the message
Listen to the message
A message to my son, its times in my life
Where I stood around to fight when it was better off to run
A message to my daughter, daddy aint make you
But sometimes in life blood aint thicker than water
A message to my wife, I gotta say I love you
And thank you for makin shit better in my life
A message to my moms, dont worry about your kids
Cause love is always love when we in Gods arms
A message to my pops, my heads on my shoulders
And Im takin care of family and never will it stop
A message to my sister, your big brother got you
But never in life let a coward nigga twist you
A message to my niggaz, when it comes to the hood
Who the fck in the world could do it better than my niggaz
A message to my group, we got it we made it
Cause nobody in the world sound better in the booth
BEEP! If I dont pick up just leave me a message
I dont pick up, just leave me a message – Im gone right now
BEEP! If I dont pick up just leave me a message
I dont pick up, just leave me a message – its on right now
BEEP! If I dont pick up just leave me a message
I dont pick up, just leave me a message – Im gone right now
BEEP! If I dont pick up just leave me a message
I dont pick up, just leave me a message
Styles P
A message to the jail, I dont really write
Cause its hard for me to say keep your head up through the mail
A message to the poor, stressin the life
What we dont get now we get in the second life
A message to the kids, stick to your school
Cause if you fck with the streets thats jail or a bid
A message to the wild, you should calm down
Cause everybody rattin and you probably blow trial
A message to the ladies, depend on yourself
So if daddy walk out you take care of the baby
A message to the rich, you should spread love
Fore niggaz like me go ahead and spread clips
A message to the hood, shit is bad now
But we gon be aight, cause its soon to be good
A message to the world, I dont give a fck
P smoke til he he and he drink til he earl
Styles P
Many ways they can send you a message, like a word from the wise
Or a 45 that send you to heaven
Somell throw you a look, others a book
Like the king gettin killed by the rook, straight-forward
Somell grab they soul when they feel like the Lords callin
Some see it before it come
My nigga, one is all and all is one
I wanna see us all rich before all this done
But its really God call cause we all his sons
Some Ima play my role, hope God save my soul
Let me slide for them sins I owe
Pain and more pains the only change I know
Brain stay in the frame, Im in the game I blow
Either my watch broke or my lame-ass slow
But Ima count my blessings til I get to the essence
Its all good just send me a message, what?
Styles P
A message to the jail
A message to the poor
A message to the kids
A message to the wild
A message to the ladies
A message to the rich… fades