the messenger Lyrics

Leave it all without you

But if you get this message bitch

You're packing up about to go

God damn, what the fuck

Wake the fuck up

Everything about the swerve

Alright bro, who raised you

Hellos are always first

Women shooting they shot

Only one hit me up this late

That's fine, don't shoot the messenger

It's messy nigga

That's the only castle call requested

I been out that motherfucker for a spell

And now your friends got letters on your head

Like the boy who lived fame is dead

Word play

It's a language in itself

That no one listens to

So spin the plot

Infiltration of the culture

Comes from the realest

And lamest being black

Tip toe so we don't hurt feelings

Seeming whack, it's legacy lynching

And simple shit is what seems to be

What everyone's thinking

So fuck man

Metaphors, simply put

I ain't checking for it

That's a fib

How many nights you been up stalking

People's popular careers

That's lying on you

Am I lying

I am not what they desire bro

I'm trying to grow

How you know

I don't know

Dont discredited messages

Just trying to show you how to glow

Did it all without you

But if you get this message bitch

Im packing up about to

Name

One nigga that need

As bad as I do

Mind your own, still be in the mix

They Asking how you know

Did it all without you

But if you get this message bitch

I'm packing up about to,

Go

Chill, you wasn't dropping

I'm just a messenger

Chill, you wasn't dropping

I'm just a messenger

Chill, you wasn't dropping

I'm just a messenger

And I ain't got an ounce of room left to take any messages

You find them isolated like our women

Idols fade while POCs find comfort

In white supremest

Fast life today

It's your advice

Tomorrow life is different

Morals change

Compassion and pride

Is compromising the scrimmage

Sweeping issues under rugs

If it flies it's Aladdin Or Quidditch

Quit it

The mile high club, Ain't it

Not enough grounded niggas

Still rooted by the ways

On how it was founded with us

They wanna replace our goats

With white avatars

To show us how it goes

A lot of us fell for the okie doke

The white holy ghost

Falling for the Hollywood seed

Expecting it holy grown

Scolio-Systemic racism

Not even spineless

They bend it, hide it

With the posture of job interviews

Rappers give me the itch

Faking they locked in with you

Man I can't keep doing it alone

What you want me to do

I promise

This plan is better than bitter boxes

Your gristle lodged in

Or hittin' John's, Just to find a quiet place

Like this shit's the office

It's often you find your own space

Haven let's get it locked in

This year keep fingers pointed at you

And be responsible

Hold yourself to accountable

Drop we all Gucci

To love yourself

And be Luciano

That ice is stupid novelty

Copping it anyway

Niggas been afraid

Mona Lucia

Tempted Titillation

Had you sitting waiting

Like everyone else

To drop like a docs patient

Define what your love is for others later

I'm just the messenger

Just running late

For the open doors

It's cool

Save up every bank

I live off a four for fours and nudes

Go to shows

Don't tell no one else

About the escapades

Discipline regimen

Every day

It may be the niggas

Next to you

Not looking for your

Betterment

Fetishes

Plague

Bed em' in

Letterman sheets

Never let enemies eat

Settle it if there's wax left

They'll all hate you

Fuck em then

You rather hold the convo

For grudges

But not relationships

What would you know of greatness

As the messenger

I don't got no fucking room

Left to take no messages

Leave me the fuck alone

But they tell me to

Shield

It's the messenger

What destiny shows me

No kumbayas

Maktub by winners only