The Message

Lyrics

[Intro] Wish I could see through (Uh) See deep into you (It's just my life) And know what you're thinking now (Uh) [Verse 1] Hip Hop ain't dead, it's just a certain sound missin' Too many talkin' fashion but they certain style is missin' I ain't livin' in the past, I am on a right now mission So open your ears and take a right now listen I'm a product of the strict mother, never let me do shit Punishments was crazy, have me on my attitude shit Trust a nigga corny I was trying to be on some cool shit So yeah, I was an asshole, still I'm on some rude shit But I don't need your sympathy, I got a good wife A few kids, a couple dollars though I live the hood life Pops was chasin' women, never told me how to make a livin' So I fucked up every dollar I was given On a fast track to elsewhere, gun shots and welfare Snatchin' old ladies bags, what the fuck is healthcare? I just need a little change 'cause every day I'm runnin' out Fuck wearin' Buster Browns, the new Jordans comin' out And fuck school, I'm with the old dudes dumbin' out House parties, 12, kissin' girl before the summer's out I used to want a Hummer, now I want a G6 I used to rock Phat Farm when I was on my Queens shit First Money Pit I think I got a G to do it 2005 was the time when it was meanin' into it The second Money Pit was dope, I made a great performance Shout out to Self for gettin' on it made it more important Now it's me time, Money Pit 3 time Beginnin' of the end until I'm back again for tea time Mama don't dress me no more, I'm on my cool shit Aasim The Dream, I'm what it takes to start a moment Funny how no money got you lookin' lame, son Then the fame come, you forget where you came from We all want the finer things, we all strive for it To live the lavish life, many people die for it, damn [Outro] Do you feel me? Do you read me? Tell me am I gettin' through to you I wanna know Are you with me? Are you listenin'? Baby, is my message gettin' through? Do you feel me baby? Oh babe 'Cause I can feel you