The Message chords and lyrics - ONEFOUR

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[Verse 1]
[Am]If y[F]ou d[G#dim]o not[Bdim][G#dim][E][F][E]
[Am]wish to listen [F]to this call please hangup now
[C]This call is originating[F] from the[E] correctional
[Am]complex (Gotcha)

[Verse 2]
It's Cellyonefour from [F]the
Western Sydney
[G]I've bee[F]n remanded on that lock down
Free [E]Freddy, [Am]Free [C]Lebby, Free Me, Free [Am]Rondo,
Free Justin, [F]Free [E]Zef[G]s, Free Tha Sevent[F]y
Free Tha Onefour, soon [E]home
JM I'm [Am]a

[Verse 3]
[E]Onefour veteran
Boss of my hood 'cause I [Am]back
my sec[F]tion (I will)
When I met them streets and slapped that thing,
lad I knew I found my obsession
[E]Had me running the ball no questio[A]n
Swear any opp I saw I pressed him
[Am]Either Cell,[C] YP or Lekks couldn't leav[F]e his chest
without no [E]injection
Onefour we've been puttin' in [A]work,
since knee high, them days on the [F]curb
Now I'm proud to say to this day forward
that the 7 put an opp [E]on his shirt (he did)
Just fill up the car [A]and urch, got things
on hips watch opps disperse
[Am]I back[C] my sh[F]ank and you pull yours and
see who will [Gm]take off [F]first [E](who?)
Don't whinge or [A]cry,
like MizorMac go grip and ride
Have your team all [Am]wet a[F]nd wild right
when my crew bring clips and slide
[E]Wanna talk them clips then try (tr[Am]y)
This is a different [A]side
You boys just [Am]bitch and [C]hide
[F]Come out and ride for your friend 'cause
someone got dipped and shh
And [E]someone got dipped
and [A]shh (hmm)
Get down when I grip that steel,
hands up when I [F]bring that hammer (hands up)
Come through when I pull that ching,
have your [E]head face down like a south west [A]ganga
Onefour we ain't got no manners,
[F]only if you tes[C]t my cre[F]w
If you ain't apart of this beef and you
wanna talk shit you can [E]get some [A]too

[Verse 4]
See me [A]eating well,
pulled out my [Am]ching for my [E]show [G]and tell
[F]Call me Festus when you hear the bell
I'll be [E]wrecking opps like I'm
Wreck- It- Ralph
We [A]on the block so there
ain't no fouls
I'll be scoring point[Am]s
when I [C]kick 'em [F]out
I'm on the road and it's getting loud,
when you see me ap[E]proach take another route
[A]I'm on the high from the[E] Ganja
My [F]sticky can put you down under
These opps are broke, can't affiliate
They're the types [E]to go half on a bumper
The coco got [A]me feeling jumpy,
[Am]rolled the dice [C]and got stuck in J[F]umanji
Getting triple digits like I'm Scotty Pippen whippin' in the kitchen,
Gordon [Am]Ramsay
Ooh, know that I'm [F]down for the
two- double- seven- O
Die for my set, you already know
Knocking them down like they're
[E]dominoes [Am](uhh)[A][Am]
[A]I know that they know [G]that
Spenny's about [F]to blow
All of my dubs coming in a row
But I'm still writing raps
on my [E]broken phone
[Am]Retaliation is a

[Verse 5]
[A]must,
ain't no [Am]maybe, [A]ifs or buts
We took numerous trips round [F]there but lad
that something I can't discuss (no way)
[E]I don't wanna end up i[A]n cuffs ([E]ugh)
We [A]heartless wrong or right re[C]gardless
[Am]yeah I'ma [F]back my blood
Shh got got and he left his uzzo
[E]Shit and he's still out talking
[A]tough (hah)
They don't know about [F]taking risks
Them big lads they're made for this
We invest in shanks and shivs and
[E]if there's beef we taking [A]trips
I can't call them opps, lad
we [Am]beefing [F]flops
I got friends, looking at 10, you watched yours
getting [E]put in a box [A](put in a box)
Who wants smoke? (who?)
They don't want smoke,
[E]trust me mothers them boys ain't [F]ready
21 what? But one got knocked, [E]ha,
I guess that makes [Am]them [A]20
Free up [Am]Freddy and Lebs ([C]free Em), plus
my [F]coey Deacon Chef
Making moves while [G]them boys follow
[E]Playing these games like Simon says

[Verse 6]
[A]They call me chingy not cause of the way
I squint my [F]eyes (aye, aye)
When things get iffy, then I'm known to wave
[E]and just swing [A]my knife (ching, ching)
When it goes in em then I push the blade
[F]a few f[C]ew more times (push it)
Two- [F]seven drill 'em them boys victims [E]they don't ride,
just bitch and [A]lie (haha)
We twist up while them
boy just [F]dancing
Strictly shiv and shankin' (ching)
And push that sword like captain
step on deck and [E]plank 'em
Too much [A]talk, but no action,
they came for [Am]women [F]I'm not here romancing (no way)
I'll use anything just to get the win,
I [E]don't take no chances (aye)
[Am]Don't step on the [A]field cause weapons of steel are [F]used
to play this game (don't step, don't step)
Don't be leaving your home 'cause set
in the [E]stone is where you'll see your name
If [A]I lack when I'm out then I'll
stomp till I [F]see his brains
[F]Leave these [E]pavements [F]stains
I'll do it again and again
Do it again and again. [A](hmm, hmm)
That's reckless shivings
If it's done by me, cell,
b- [F]do YP, then lad there ain't no difference
Don't [E]pull out for decoration,
this thing goes all in 'em
That's vicious drillin's, opposite,
victims [F]out on a mission
Souls go [E]missing, I love just fucking twisting