Budd Beatz of Heroic Sound - The Messenger lyrics

[Verse I:] I got the night watch going in Catch dollar after dollar ‘til the morning I got the morning yawning Early bird special, what you want friend I get it off, going on ‘til it's gone then...(uh) Back on it, like I'm holding up the bulk head But I'm full hand, so I'm all in Look how I raise you Got my full house in order, that's what a young sis call appraisal Bet I bet that, watch me set that Bar higher then where the legends left it Let em rest cat (uh uh) breathe Feel like I got everybody eyes on me Hope they don't ever want to have to 2pac me B-I-G or King on the balcony/ cus Hook: They k** the messenger x3 These dumb mother-f**ers k**ed the messenger [Verse II:] All I really wanted was a good night sleep But can't count sheep When wolves eat at your playpen And my daydreams make my nightmares Wear my nights down ‘til the am Am I wake or am I sleep I just can't seem to tell the difference What I think is what I get I guess that's what gets me this type of living Cus I'm free, mind, body, and soul All of it in control If you knew what I know then you'd be ready to go too You remote controlled to Get comfortable in the ways of what you won't do That's what you don't do Free your mind fall in line And if it come down to it ninja h'up, two/ Hope they don't ever have to Pimp C you, Big Hawk, pokey you, silence you Trae the truth (damn) Hook: They k** the messenger x3 The radio man k**ed the messenger [Verse III:] No mans an island, though every man private In keeping your silent you learned how to be quiet And just take it cus they know you'll take it Until it's too close for comfort As simple as break in Now they got you tied up, making your mind up Build it, they will come Pitch tents and they line up They cages are comfortable, they chambers designer Commitments are iffy, they ways sort of kind of The consequences are major, the casualties minor They efforts are mindless, positivity minus The structures are corrupt, they've appointed all liars Wonder what the f**s up, fist cuff conspired Alliance And I am Sipping on Texas tea Rollin up smoking on west indies Got papers but I ain't got no I.D Off the grid how I live Until they give us, us free cus Hook: They k** the messenger x3 Why the hell would you go and k** the messenger