Dyemond Lewis - Dial Tone (Leave A Message) lyrics

[Verse 1: Dirty Sanchez] The government's smuggling d** Politic thugs popping off us For distribution, they lockin' up us And it's cause they just don't give a f** Long as they gettin' a buck The greedy just won't get enough The system unjust Forcing my whole generation to bust Can't trust where I'm from We livin' in an inner-city prison Children in every hood throwing up more signs than protesters Just like protesters, we know how to measure them grams Making money for pleasure Stacking up all of the loot f** all of the suppression Know my n***as will ride For all of they treasures Only belief they'd dead then severed And we don't forgive And we don't forget And we never surrender It's 47 forever Look [Hook] I don't really wanna live alone, die alone I don't really wanna live alone, die alone When you feel alone, just hit up my dial tone You can hit up my dial tone [Verse 2: Dyemond Lewis] Dirty taught me how to flip packs You remember that? Skip a few bags Sell it fast til we get it back Isn't it a shame what we do for some change Like we still pick cotton But it's just a new strain They rob our culture and they don't plan on giving back f** the rules, my pants gon' still sag f** the norm, my hair gon' still grow Nappy as it is, white b**hes gon' still blow, steal blow I'm angry and I'm black I'm not angry cause I'm black Push me to the limit I'ma show you how the steel blow And you can't kick it with me without steel toes That's that Brooklyn sh** I'm from Brooklyn b**h I hit up A La And I get ya soul tookin' quick That's another topic for another track I'm gettin' off the track so let me bring it back I'ma need some racks for the style you stole Tell me when was it was okay, where ya value go I'm just sayin' what they won't, where my value go I'm just sayin' sh** that they don't, where my Valium go [Hook] I don't really wanna live alone, die alone Look at my people and i notice that the fires gone I don't really wanna be alone on this one So if I'm not alone then mother f**er sing along So if I'm not alone then mother f**er sing along [Verse 3: Dirty Sanchez] Vague impostors hate I'm trying to turn pesos to dollars, ya'll couldn't relate Tamato, tomato This sh** ain't the same Everybody wanna move like a boss But nobody wanna move with a cause Lost souls, just forgotten in a world turned cold and rotten Held for hostage from wars not stoppin' And soldiers droppin' Heard I run sh**, now they wanna track me, hack me A chip can't crack me Can't evict me, try to take my place But f** it I'm packin' I guess you need a gar so you can shoot for the star And yo girl ridin' Dirty no hands on the bars I told her she can call me over But it's still f** the government, New World Order Strictly gods rollin' with my set I don't need to spit, ya'll already know the rhetoric n***a Ya, you can catch the dial tone And b**h you can catch the dial tone The whole world on the phone tell 'em i'm not home Matter of fact, tell 'em i said hello [Hook] I don't really wanna live alone die alone I don't really wanna live alone die alone When you feel alone, just hit up my dial tone You can hit up my dial tone Its Dirty [Outro] Ya n***a real sh** These motherf**ers can catch the dial tone in a second Talkin' mad sh** about me and my n***as and STEEZ And y'all don't even know him son G sh** if he was here he'd prob knock you out himself B 47 sh** until i die my n***a, Pro Era representative, Beast Coast baby It's Dirty, New York City comin' live