Wake up, Blondie This is your message You struck deep What most find hard to reach God dammit, you warned me Pleaded, "Don't get so involved" I'll do
Wake up wanting This is your message You struck deep what most find hard to reach Well god damnit you want me But you don't get so involved I'll do what
When you feel you're alone, cut off from this cruel world Your instincts telling you to run Listen to your heart, those angel voices They'll sing to
rooftops and in trees in the park Mr. Temboley even shouted down the well "Nickee Coco if you are down there give a yell" but he didn't hear a yell And
put your nice V's dress precisely Hoping soon will be the wifey, it's working well Process words up in the pro's you sell, a urban hell Playing park
la la Wait 'til I get my money right I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven When I awoke I spent that on a necklace I told God I'd be back in a
such thing as human rights When you walk the n.y.streets A cop was shot in the head by a 10 years old kid Named buddah in central park last week The
So what you think about myself 'cause I'm a grown man A bad man, survival is whatever you can You think you know it, flossin' but I know you's a bitch
spent some time in michigan A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime A dime is worth a lot more in detroit A dime in california, a twenty dollar
take 'em to war Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more Since I murder for hire, rapid fire's what I require Makin' niggaz perspire, so send a message
a jerk, he must think I'm a fool And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper I?d dance
turf, punk? Got a message for Smokey Give it, you Smokey, man? Give it If you ain't Smokey, it ain't yo' motherfuckin' message Motherfucker, I said gimme the message
me what you all about Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse Pull your G-string down South, aooww Threw that back out, in the parking lot By a Cherokee and a
Dior Kissin' you more, forever pro-missin' you more We need to communicate and start listenin' more Baby from experience, I've been through it before I found the message in a
I step on the scene (yesterday it was just a dream never thought this could ever happen to me) it was all a dream (how a change came around in my life
them laughter after which bring them tears I seen it comin' and knew it was a plot Legislation had a plan to kill hip hop I got wind from a snitch,
