Lyrics:
Airmail, cassettes, postcards, telex
Drop me a line need my grapevine
I'm always trying to reach you
Can't get through
Our communication
Airmail, cassettes, postcards, telex
Drop me a line need my grapevine
I'm always trying to reach you
Can't get through
Our communication
though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck
though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck
we slide
When we slide, when we slide
When we slide, when we slide
When we slide, when we slide
Yeah
Slid in the drop, it was mustard
in contact with certain exes
Do you, though, trust me, nigga, it's cool, though
Said that you was workin', but you're out here chasin' culo
been, white kid with the rapping skill
Maintain that I'm self-sustained
Still CES came as a package deal
Run shit like in track and field
I'll pass
Rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
Brown paper packages tied up with strings...
These are
Talkin' transubstantiation
Any version will do
I got mass communication
I'm the human corporation
I ate a rock from the moon
Moon in the rock, rock in
know I can soothe it (One)
Stretch that package, grub in plastic, money in transit (money in transit)
Let's drop this five but we need that nine if
See any angels in the city
Tell them muthafuckas I'm forever paid, California king
Wrestle gators in the Everglades, drive up out that muthafuckin
girl, make that ass shake
So much money in the club that they need rakes
Drop, drop, drop, drop
D-drop that ass
Drop, drop, drop, drop
D-drop that ass
different (she ain't know better)
I'm out in KC, I'm trippin' 'til the low gettin' (where it at?)
This shit just like home, two tone drippin' (drippin')
around
She's checkin' out the clothes on the boys in town
Pick up this drop off that
Stares at her pictures from the fotomat
Oh she likes what she sees
But
you've caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this
World again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh
Strong as a mattress, grab on my package
Go-go boots from the stage to the cage
California wild fire, hot in a rage
Check her Facebook page, video
deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
Yo, no time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Grand Prixs
And seize packages
a drop deadt soft assault
Polemical, polemical
We want what we get
We take what we want
Polemication across the nation's vault
Communication used in soft
Pick, rub and ran it how I run it yeah I ran it
And it ran frantic rub put new poonanie panic
Plan it, as a package, pick it and then pack it
Trick it
you've caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this
World again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh
I can fly, I can
Yuh (Hey, me and Ski are in the booth)
Bitch (Together) bitch (Together)
Here's your bitch (laughing)
Yuh, bitch 'em, getting 'em,
Close to elephant skulls and cranes
Sinbad the smuggler parked his plane
By the tent in the dunes in the rain
I drop the package once again
Crimson
I got flawless baguettes in that side of the charm
Expensive designer, ain't ever been worn
Receivin' the package we sell out the dorm
Godzilla
the reason you shine
It's the secret, I want the world to know that you're mine
But on some real shit, communications could be better
So I'm writing this
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