: I am the message centre Local and direct Room to room an operator No calls today, dear, They'll just have to wait, dear, I call and I collect So just
phone call to call me It's Global right here I need bitch who motivated And know multiplication It's serve collect calls 'cause I got multiple cases
Gotham When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals So, skip to your lou, while I do what I do best You ain't even impressed no more, you used
of mind. A piece of my ass. [Operator]Thank you for waiting. Hello, may I help you. [Ken Kaniff]Oh thank you. I need to make a collect call. [Operator
here?) I just remembered that I'm absent minded Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it I'm freestylin every verse that I spit cause I don't
and tie them up And give them back, give them back For I I see you, I hear you I feel you, I love you You call collect and I reject Your foul abuse
: (feat. Raekwon) [Intro] Holllllllld it! Now you get out of here, I'm warning you (You bastards can't push us around - wanna fight?) I'll take you
get nuthin' done I said you could be mine Now holidays come and then they go It's nothin' new today Collect another memory When I come home late at night Don't ask me where I
colon When you picture me rollin' Nigga picture me holdin', pure heat like Nolan They call me Poppa Doctor See your bitch and i knock her I collect them
I invent No no, motherfuckers musta took a photo Tryin to call my gangsta shit 'mafioso' but who ya usin? Fool it ain't no solution to the evolution,
you know? connect Hit me up, give me a call. you know how we do? Peace out Roc-a-fella style, peace [ice-t] Motherfuckers said i'd never survive, here i
I justified your pain, but now I sit alone I write another letter, I write one every day I never got a letter back, I write em anyway I try to call collect
lovin that dead body gloven Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied I just ate my first dead body last
lovin that dead body grubbin Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied I just ate my first dead body last
are very secret days I collect my information Then I stow it all away Call me When you breeze through to your appointments The work you do Call me I'm collecting
beep "operator, you have a collect call" I clicked back over no I didn't accept y'all Though got disconnected but I?m still not upset When I hit the dial
my 4th born? I'm the God, I'll be your umbrella in a storm We can smoke, parlay, see a ghetto matinee Don't worry about me, young thug, cuz I'll stay... "
your back, won't take a collect call from me But when I found out, and I get the ballin That might get the callin now it's like we all friends But when I