Lyrics:
Think I down packed the assignment
Bitches be wrong need alignment
But I'm steady bussin'
I'm focused on hustlin'
That in my life a requirement
Ain't
weak
I'll write this letter for you
Letter for you
I wrote this letter for you
This letter for you
But I can never send it
No no
Dear son, boy I miss
dangle in the sky
Like right there, feeling the night air
Promoting the fair fight
Square dance, men at the face off
Crooked eye letters from Madoff,
yeah
Tell me what's the meaning if I'm showing up now
Letters that I write letters that I write yeah
If I wrote a book would sell out overnight yeah
Lord
Memories, memories will stay
Memories will stay
Back when we were selling candies
Back when we were young
Gave you flowers wrote you letters
Said I
on Windows 95, and
How they gonna send you pics of their floppy disks no disk drive?
On your PC, screenshots of their shit are your desktop
Amassed their
letters on that package
Same four as on that ad
Selling rock chopped and mixed together
Like that first Sunday morning hash
Flip the record
And crank that
And everytime I'm writing these assignments
A moderator of the Paper fails to see
The blood etched in every letter that was typed in
Give me the microphone first so I can douse the game with pepper
Most people I know tend to get salty when approached with that letter
Like
Why me,
letter b
Militia, infantry, hardcore lucidity
Stand tall, titan, ten toes, decuplet
You not relative, my bitch, Heaven sent
Hell nah, can't mention him,
down a barrel both eyes open to diffuse the situation
Ain't no need for coaching repackaging twenty six letters in few words
Like a motar and pessle ya
Hold me closer
Need to get to know ya fore this is Over
The enclosure yeah
Composed letters but I can't contain My composure
I'm over everything due
prayed, every day for a shot, shed tears on my letters my head on a cot
Don’t you ever look down keep your head to the sky, put my life on these beats gave
You sent your letters to Kentucky angels, little baby.
A motorcycle club you fetishized.
You calculate your risks, and you chew your floppy disks
with frog titties
Itf right left til I'm outta breath
In a seth ya neck ya chest
I'm wreckless with weapons is letters betta speak ya best shit
Like
book
Letters are falling apart but the sentences end and run of the wording is permanent
Never been missed
Suckers been missed
What did you miss
green on a
On a double
See the subtle difference is ain't me I'm bold
Write my raps on high-letter pens go for gold
Cause me and you l yo we have
green on a
On a double
See the subtle difference is ain't me I'm bold
Write my raps on high-letter pens go for gold
Cause me and you l yo we have
think I'm just rhymin'
Because the words go together like newlyweds
I do thee wed to what was read in red letters
The red letters read and said
Looking for the happiness, thought it was easy it's not never simple
It's complicated, yeah
Never feel better, even i am older
Sending people letter, man i
All of my relationships ain't goin' well
Bout to write a letter, send in my farewell
I can't love nobody unless I love myself
Had a chance to live my
at all
I pretend to be happy when I'm not
Friends are starting to spot
What I feel it's all just a lot
This is my letter to god
They say not to question
What you gon' tell a mobster, cake was hella proper
No Petey Pablo when I saw them helicopters
That's the letter niggaz, trinckets from the ghetto bird
sit the googly off the daily paper. Cllip red or blue. Either way the shredder chew. Letter to the editor messenger, let him through
Engine engine
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