[Verse 1:] Broken glass everywhere! People pissin on the stairs ya know they jus dont care, I cant take the smell, Cant the noise, Got no money to move out, I guess i got no choice Rats in the front room, roaches in the back Junkies in the alley wit a baseball bat I tried to get away, but I couldnt get far Cause the man with the tow-truck repossessed my car [Chorus:] Dont push me, cause Im close to the edge Im trying not to loose my head,uh huh huh huh huh Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep from going under [Verse 2:] Standing on the front stoop Hangin out the window Watching all the cars go by Roaring as the breezes blow Crazy lady, livin in a bag Eating out of garbage piles Used to be a fag-hag Search and test a tango Skips the life and then go To search a prince to see the last of senses Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps So she can tell the stories to the girls back home She went to the city and got so so so ditty She had to get a pimp She couldnt make it on her own [Chorus:] Dont push me, cause Im close to the edge Im trying not to loose my head,uh huh huh huh huh (Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep from going under) [x2] [Verse 3:] My brothers doing fast on my mothers t.v. Says she watches to much..is just not healthy All my children in the daytime Dallas at night Cant even see the game or the sugar ray fight Bill collectors they ring my phone And scare my wife when Im not home Got a bum education Double-digit inflation Cant take the train to the job theres a strike at the station Me on king kong standin on my back Cant stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac Midrange, migraine, cancered membrane Sometimes I think Im going insane, I swear I might Hijack a plane! [Chorus:] Dont push me, cause Im close to the edge Im trying not to loose my head (Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep from going under) [x2]
[Verse 1:] Broken glass everywhere! People pissin on the stairs ya know they jus dont care, I cant take the smell, Cant the noise, Got no money to move out, I guess i got no choice Rats in the front room, roaches in the back Junkies in the alley wit a baseball bat I tried to get away, but I couldnt get far Cause the man with the tow-truck repossessed my car [Chorus:] Dont push me, cause Im close to the edge Im trying not to loose my head,uh huh huh huh huh Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep from going under [Verse 2:] Standing on the front stoop Hangin out the window Watching all the cars go by Roaring as the breezes blow Crazy lady, livin in a bag Eating out of garbage piles Used to be a fag-hag Search and test a tango Skips the life and then go To search a prince to see the last of senses Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps So she can tell the stories to the girls back home She went to the city and got so so so ditty She had to get a pimp She couldnt make it on her own [Chorus:] Dont push me, cause Im close to the edge Im trying not to loose my head,uh huh huh huh huh (Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep from going under) [x2] [Verse 3:] My brothers doing fast on my mothers t.v. Says she watches to much..is just not healthy All my children in the daytime Dallas at night Cant even see the game or the sugar ray fight Bill collectors they ring my phone And scare my wife when Im not home Got a bum education Double-digit inflation Cant take the train to the job theres a strike at the station Me on king kong standin on my back Cant stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac Midrange, migraine, cancered membrane Sometimes I think Im going insane, I swear I might Hijack a plane! [Chorus:] Dont push me, cause Im close to the edge Im trying not to loose my head (Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep from going under) [x2]
A música foi lançada em 1º de julho de 1982 pelo selo Sugar Hill Records, antes de aparecer no álbum de estreia do grupo.
O texto menciona que o tema original dos rappers Duke Bootee e Melle Mel foi inspirado na greve de transporte de Nova‑Iorque em 1980.
“The Message” foi um dos primeiros hits de hip‑hop a abordar diretamente a pobreza urbana, influenciando grupos como Public Enemy e KRS‑One.
A faixa chegou ao número 62 nas paradas dos EUA e apareceu nas listas de fim de ano da Holanda e da Austrália.
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