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N.T.E. - New Message Lyrics



N.T.E. - New Message Lyrics




Yea
Uh Huh

I do this for pain and the passion spent where most hanious of actions went
And today had lavishness still pending
Get declined in front my eyes
I wonder who's still winning
I say it's winter time cuz niggas love to act real big when the sun come out

And I'm a nigga yea but that ain't near what I'm about
Boutta build this clout and rage a little let the anger out
There's danger all around in this city my favorite paper route
And best believe ima get to the bag like niggas left it out
And mama been yelling at me that trash you needa take it out
This music needs a straighter route it's a little rocky right now
Might not be poppin right now
But ima stock it like some prey or something
Hungry for some eat so my niggas been out filleting some
Had to tap in deep cuz some niggas swear I ain't saying nothing
Listen close and I been dragging niggas like they hit or something
Better man you like to sit and piss I always piss and stand
Better than half these niggas who could call yo ass a fan
It must be hot in here I'm gettin close
I can see beads of sweat dripping through this telescope
You bet I won't, take this f*cking shot and send this led I won't
Hesitate again I've miss so many chances just to bring the man to his knees
And my niggas to they feet
So when it's all said and done I know that my niggas gone bleed
And my fam gone have to eat
And my city gone have sleep
Cuz naturally, it seems that's just how it has to be
And ain't no such thing as lavish living in these f*cking streets
Where I can only fill one plate with so many mouths to feed
Left with two choices either stick around or leave to save yourself
Where I done seen too many niggas who'd die to remain themselves
Shit, Look

Look Ima die of old age whenever I die
Plus I hear half of these niggas just pulling slide by's
Drive by half of the niggas I used to ride by
Syfy half the statistics they drew up for us horror fiction
When this shit pop it's gone be explosive like it's Strickland
This shit for a nigga who knew that there was something missing
And when his day finally came I just wish that bullet had missed him
Hard to say I live life unafraid to die in an instant
I keep one foot on the neck of a nigga who thinks he did
I walk a path under kept cuz nobody wanna f*ck with It
I'll spite you just for the heck of it
I wondered where those lessons went you keeping up
I hope you brought a pick me up nigga
Cuz this track is like fix me up nigga but it's gone make the cut cuz i know all my niggas f*ck with it
And I ain't giving up cuz I ain't never gave a f*ck nigga
Cuz when it's all said and done I know how far I've come with it
When it's all said and done I pray all my sins are forgiven
And all my friends go on living
And all my sons go and get it
Cuz they ain't never give us shit and I pray you never forget it
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Yea
Uh Huh

I do this for pain and the passion spent where most hanious of actions went
And today had lavishness still pending
Get declined in front my eyes
I wonder who's still winning
I say it's winter time cuz niggas love to act real big when the sun come out

And I'm a nigga yea but that ain't near what I'm about
Boutta build this clout and rage a little let the anger out
There's danger all around in this city my favorite paper route
And best believe ima get to the bag like niggas left it out
And mama been yelling at me that trash you needa take it out
This music needs a straighter route it's a little rocky right now
Might not be poppin right now
But ima stock it like some prey or something
Hungry for some eat so my niggas been out filleting some
Had to tap in deep cuz some niggas swear I ain't saying nothing
Listen close and I been dragging niggas like they hit or something
Better man you like to sit and piss I always piss and stand
Better than half these niggas who could call yo ass a fan
It must be hot in here I'm gettin close
I can see beads of sweat dripping through this telescope
You bet I won't, take this f*cking shot and send this led I won't
Hesitate again I've miss so many chances just to bring the man to his knees
And my niggas to they feet
So when it's all said and done I know that my niggas gone bleed
And my fam gone have to eat
And my city gone have sleep
Cuz naturally, it seems that's just how it has to be
And ain't no such thing as lavish living in these f*cking streets
Where I can only fill one plate with so many mouths to feed
Left with two choices either stick around or leave to save yourself
Where I done seen too many niggas who'd die to remain themselves
Shit, Look

Look Ima die of old age whenever I die
Plus I hear half of these niggas just pulling slide by's
Drive by half of the niggas I used to ride by
Syfy half the statistics they drew up for us horror fiction
When this shit pop it's gone be explosive like it's Strickland
This shit for a nigga who knew that there was something missing
And when his day finally came I just wish that bullet had missed him
Hard to say I live life unafraid to die in an instant
I keep one foot on the neck of a nigga who thinks he did
I walk a path under kept cuz nobody wanna f*ck with It
I'll spite you just for the heck of it
I wondered where those lessons went you keeping up
I hope you brought a pick me up nigga
Cuz this track is like fix me up nigga but it's gone make the cut cuz i know all my niggas f*ck with it
And I ain't giving up cuz I ain't never gave a f*ck nigga
Cuz when it's all said and done I know how far I've come with it
When it's all said and done I pray all my sins are forgiven
And all my friends go on living
And all my sons go and get it
Cuz they ain't never give us shit and I pray you never forget it
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Writer: Edward Byrd
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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