Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leave A Message, artist - Styles P. Album song Time Is Money, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ruff Ryders
Song language: English
Leave A Message |
Street life my niggas |
Shit’s a motherfucker you know? |
I try to tell these shorties somethin |
They look at me like, «What the fuck? |
Nigga you worse than me» |
Nigga, don’t listen to the messager |
Listen to the message |
A message to my son, it’s times in my life |
Where I stood around to fight when it was better off to run |
A message to my daughter, daddy ain’t make you |
But sometimes in life blood ain’t 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, don’t worry about your kids |
Cause love is always love when we in God’s arms |
A message to my pops, my head’s on my shoulders |
And I’m 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 niggas, when it comes to the hood |
Who the fuck in the world could do it better than my niggas |
A message to my group, we got it we made it |
Cause nobody in the world sound better in the booth |
If I don’t pick up just leave me a message |
I don’t pick up, just leave me a message — I’m gone right now |
If I don’t pick up just leave me a message |
I don’t pick up, just leave me a message — it’s on right now |
If I don’t pick up just leave me a message |
I don’t pick up, just leave me a message — I’m gone right now |
If I don’t pick up just leave me a message |
I don’t pick up, just leave me a message |
A message to the jail, I don’t really write |
Cause it’s hard for me to say keep your head up through the mail |
A message to the poor, stressin the life |
What we don’t get now we get in the second life |
A message to the kids, stick to your school |
Cause if you fuck with the streets that’s 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 niggas like me go ahead and spread clips |
A message to the hood, shit is bad now |
But we gon' be aight, cause it’s soon to be good |
A message to the world, I don’t give a FUCK |
P smoke 'til he he and he drink 'til he earl |
Many ways they can send you a message, like a word from the wise |
Or a 45 that send you to heaven |
Some’ll throw you a look, others a book |
Like the king gettin killed by the rook, straight-forward |
Some’ll grab they soul when they feel like the Lord’s 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 it’s really God call cause we all his sons |
So I’mma play my role, hope God save my soul |
Let me slide for them sins I owe |
Pain and more pain’s the only change I know |
Brain stay in the frame, I’m in the game I blow |
Either my watch broke or my lame-ass slow |
But I’mma count my blessings 'til I get to the essence |
It’s all good just send me a message, what? |
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… |