Flash The Message (Album Version|Explicit) - John Forte
Written by：John Forté
Flash the message
Yo you make me want to vomit
Yo pay homage and dos e doe my sonnets
I school y'all niggas slow on socios and economics
You mostly know about the dough from airplay
You only know about the heaters from the sh*t that we spray
Import from Vietnam cats like my man Phillipe'
Bustin' crimes back
I label it permanent sleep stay
Y'all cronies souped up
My men ain't near dumb we grew up
You want your hair done
Hey f**k around and get your crew cut
I organize the mental
And live my life as the next essential
Speak on this wild sh*t as If I could begin to
Who fall quick
Too many niggas fightin' over small sh*t
You'll find me flippin' stocks on boats that never dock
I travel blocks pick the best man
Bust shots at the yes man 'cause it was destined
For me to flip investments
Bag a lie in the basement of the Best Western
And if you don't want the consequence
Then don't ask the question
In ninety nine
Some blow nines
And some stayed indoors
Flash the message something's out there
Ninety nine is the time
When the deaf dumb and blind
All catch war
Flash the message something's out there
It's like
Me and my crew
And a little tour show
Learned to flip the dough
With the money we've got
In ninety nine more war more crime
Some'll stay behind doors and some blow nines
Your conception is annoying
Leave the things we was born in
The street nights and hope we see the following morning
Niggas sold soul for gold ropes
Do crimes for new shines
Poor beer out on the spot where police drew lines
Hey yo word we thirty plus
Wear guns that's dirty bust
Ask your men pa you should've been more what courteous
Like my rain drop
And all my li'l niggas rockin' tank tops
And sell arms like government bonds in Bangkok
Bank stops on lavish trips
Soils I marry with a dime piece
A rester oil who speaks in Arabic
If the karat fit wear it
Every man I know hold
More so y'all niggas happy when you barely go gold
In ninety nine
Some blow nines
And some stayed indoors
Flash the message something's out there
Ninety nine is the time
When the deaf dumb and blind
All catch war
Flash the message something's out there
You like the artistry
Rappers just reuse their first cut
They say the same sh*t forever
And the use the word so
They ain't competing
They knew they was beatin' from the jump
You get f**ked grammatically speaking
You funny man
Catch me on tour a town near you
With twenty Grand Pikasoe man it's etiquette
Snatch your mouth off for rhetoric
I hold the greets from the street
Yet subtle for lockin' sh*t
Majored in poly sci with a double doctorate
In ninety nine
Some blow nines
And some stayed indoors
Flash the message something's out there
Ninety nine is the time
When the deaf dumb and blind
All catch war
Flash the message something's out there
In ninety nine
Some blow nines
And some stayed indoors
Flash the message something's out there
Ninety nine is the time
When the deaf dumb and blind
All catch war
Flash the message something's out there
