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letra de message to the government - t.i.

[intro: t.i.]
ayy this my message to the government
coming from the king of the southern scene
it’s time for y’all to listen, you better listen to me

[verse 1: t.i.]
you might of seen me on the tube, with your little son or daughter’s eyes glued
to the screen, but hey it ain’t as bad as it seem
now could you imagine in your wildest dreams
coming from nothin, now to somethin out your wildest dreams
been hustling since the pre-teens, must be in my genes
9 in my starter coat, bout a g in my jeans
it’s a reason why the streets crowned me as the king
and why robber crews don’t mind seeing the bling
man i’m a seven time felon, i could be in between
from running through houses and hearing fifty thousand scream
my name, sing the same song, that i spit flames on
broads show the body parts they tattooed my name on
hey i think you mother f-ckers got the game wrong
i came to bring game to the game and turn the lame wrong
you sucka n-ggas keep hating, i’mma flame on
whenever there’s a fire, sire’s who they place the blame on

[verse 2: t.i.]
ayy, okay, first thing’s first, f-ck what you think you know about me
crack-pusher, petty thief, man that’s so not me
you heard the album, read a magazine, oh i see
well i’ve got a past i don’t care to repeat
but i ain’t half as bad as n-ggas you comparing to me
rich and police still a n-gga, that’s apparent to me
but transition from the streets, i know you rarely will see
that’s duly noted, still your profile is embarr-ssing me
got me under investigation because of my -ssociations
with n-ggas i barely know by they faces, ain’t no relation
i mean, for pete’s sake, how much pressure from the police in each state
can a young g take? i’m dying to eat steak, with a mill in each safe
a crib with a gate, so my kids can be safe
trying to fly straight, but these chances i take
could end a good night or ruin a nice day
and watch it, you gonna see, you’re barking up the wrong tree
just cuz i’m a seven time felon, homie
in addition to the lies snitches telling on me
that don’t mean you can put the dope they was selling on me, n-gga

- t i

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