MAILMAN He drives a van MAILMAN Its blue and white MAILMAN He works for the government MAILMAN He?s fucking corrupt [Chorus:] MAILMAN SPEEDING DOWN
This is such a bad place, that I don't Like these types of places you say But I'm sorry this is reality This ain't no goddamn fantasy world I live my
I'm highly insulted that you stabbed me in the back I put my trust in you and you went over my helmet Toying with my heart like a child playing in traffic
If good things come to those who wait, how much longer do I have? [repeat]
that's no lie. So I'm throwin up the finger every time I ride by. I'm a keep it 100. I'm a keep it 100. These other dudes frontin'. These other dudes
' out like a hoe When you comin' to get me I got the four four When you come to down me playa please don't miss Cuz that don't do nothin' but get my trigga finga
the fifth venom in denim (Yeah, yaknowhatI'msayin? Five motherfuckin deadly venomz, in effect for ninety-three ninety-four ninety-five all that other
Santa Not because of any talent but because I was the only one the suit would fit Everybody shopping, little sticky kids were hopping on my lap with their fingers
: William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'. And
bear huntin with a switch A part of my heart is gone, I can never smile the same Trigger finger is itchy, it'll take a while to tame Detroit is hella
iller than me No one is iller than me It's Mr. Swifty from the 313... [Swift] I make rappers wanna turn into singers I keep hoes lickin' they fingers
s a shame Realest niggas doing it, them clowns they ruin it Shut 'em down give 'em pounds cause palms go glue in it Sticky finger niggas steal each other
paint don't wasted Mix it up grandma drank it than tasted Now grandma sippin syrup leanin wasted Walkin around fuck up twistin her finger Homegirl snoop
Cube, Jay-O Felony My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta [chorus] Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit, that
pink. Laughin' at us on the avenue Bustin' caps at each other after havin' brew We can't enjoy ourselves Too busy jealous... Of each other's wealth Commin
layer rhyme sayer,born to be player If politics were my kick then I'd be your mayor Governator,Senator,I'm your mentor Rap rhythm is erratic,time is four, four
: Yo, what's up with all these niggas On these muthafuckin records talkin all this bullshit (Man, I don't know about these niggas out here Them other
