I'll mail them to your door and send a note
This be the realest shit i ever wrote
Where would i be without my dogs
Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks
Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back
Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag
Then '09 came, them bad record sales
You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,
With parts of their body through the mail
Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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