Roger, this is your mother Roger, honey I don't get these postcards Moving to Santa Fe, back in New York Starting a rock band, Roger, where are you? Please
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You sit and mail it over my venom, a killer cobra It's Harlem, U.S.A., I diddy bop and shop with Oprah Nigga, what? From my voice I'm killin' 'em I
Voice mail, pagers, these are the things that robots carry To get they hair done, eyes made up Difference effects to their bodies Sometimes too many to
First thing i woke up and put my bare feet on the floor Shuffled away to the bathroom and opened the door Then checked my voice mail, got dressed and
say soon az you hit da city all you gotta do iz beep me And let me know whut itz finna be, the Four Seasons or the Embassy Get a voice mail round 10 ta
, stand 5.5, and when I muff dive, you see the fuckin fur fly. don't own a celly, my sneakers is my ride, been disgraced, demoted, I been denied. all my fan mail
Prays God now, prays God now, prays God now Before I go to jail, go to jail, go to jail As I sit in this jail cell hell Reading the mail mom sent to
white blue and my new jaw Check out the paint, same colors cover my new car When it come to getting fed, I'm the baker with the bread Know exactly what they said, voices
might skate through my city 500 dry, just gotta fresh fade from the barber shop. Gonna pick up my nigga we gonna hit the strip, got the 3-5-7 just incase
soon az you hit da city all you gotta do iz beep me And let me know whut itz finna be, the Four Seasons or the Embassy Get a voice mail round 10 ta 3
investing in myself Sell water to a well then sell slime to a snail Convince workers in FedEx to cell mail to they selfs (ha) My money rip the scale
my new jaw Check out the paint, same colors cover my new car When it come to getting fed, I'm the baker with the bread Know exactly what they said, voices