The Message

Lyrics

[Dilla adlibs from the 'Another Batch' beat tape version – looped throughout] "Uh... bounce... Yeah... uh... Check it out, y'all..." [Intro shouts: Madlib] (Hahaha, heh heh yeah... that's what I'm ta--...) Lord Quas is in the house Declaime is in the house Peanut Butter is up in here DJ Romes is all in this Wildchild is up in here Kazi is up in here Oh No and Medaphoar, they up in here God'z Gift, he's up in here Kankick, all up in this Kali Wild, Epitome... [Verse 1: Madlib] Poisonous everywhere People wastin' they whole life, it's like they just don't care Riffin' 'bout the weed smell, pussys call my music noise I got no ends to rebutt', I guess I got no choice Rats in the front room, roaches in the back Crackheads in the alley with a baseball bat I tried to get away, but I couldn't hit the road 'Cause a sucker at the stoplight carjacked me for me low' [Chorus: Madlib] Don't push me just 'cause we close to the end I'm trying not to lose the skin I'm in Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh-huh-huh-huh It's not worth it sometimes, it makes me wonder if we're all going under It's not worth it sometimes, it makes me wonder if we're all going under [Verse 2: Madlib] Like my sister 'round here, stuck on te-lé-vee docs That she watches too much, it's just not healthy 'Soul Train' in the daytime, '20/20' at night Can't even see the Laker game or the Roy Jones fight We got bill collectors that ring my phone Scare my wife when I'm not home Landlord always riffin'; b-boys, gangsters hating Can't take the bus to the job ("Why's that?"), hijack at the station Yo, it seems wrong, King Kong standing on my back Can't stop and turn around ("Put ya hands up") Big guns all up on my back Like when we suffer mental pain, physical strain, burial layings, very few days for good things Sometimes I think I'm going insane! [Chorus: Madlib] Don't push me just 'cause we close to the end I'm trying not to lose the skin I'm in Huh-huh huh-huh-huh It's not worth it sometimes, it makes me wonder if we're all going under It's not worth it sometimes, it makes me wonder if we're all going under [Outro shouts: Madlib (J Dilla sample)] To my nigga J. Rocc – he turns it out Rhettmatic – turns it out Mr. Choc – ("It's 2000...") What that mean? ("It's time to do it, y'all, uh") ("Feel it...")