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Three days of snow in Birmingham Thought you would wonder where I am Rang our number all night long It's no comfort on the telephone Ran out
all your friends back home That was not what it was broke it off on the telephone It was always absolute Everybody said we were moving fast Now I’m
killed in 83 plus 3 Now they work for the bourgeoisie Why do they sit on telephone wires Getting recharged, the government's a liar Still need
all your friends back home That was not what it was, broke it off on the telephone It was always absolute Everybody said we were moving fast Now I’m
and deals Like wiping my ass with a five dollar bill You can keep it lil man It gained value for real Catch me outside, your cap could get peeled Cappin so
bracelets pour tes copines et toi, rentre dans les loges (ouh-ouh) Pas d'téléphone, si (?), On la sort (ouh-ouh) Bébé, monte dans la navette, on s'rejoint
the headlines, The king of the castle, the top of the bill? Good bye to deadlines and living on breadlines. From this moment on no more run of the mill. What are
and me, I'm spread all around In my hand there's a sleeping pill, rolled into a dollar bill It's got a name, but I cannot recall In my mind theres
(This is a Jay Johnson production) ayy What up, Jay? ShittyBoyz I'm the Telephone Man, new edition I'm tryna stack 11 Pros up Through the ceiling
buying, buying, buying Corporation frying, defying fraudulent liars And burning empires Tap into the telephone wires And history's biased It glorifies
doubler le score, j'suis plus en practice J'suis dans le scam, babygirl j'suis dans les catfish "Eh mais Toss', passe mon téléphone my rack flip" (ouais)
Meet all your friends back home That was not what it was Broke it off on the telephone It was always absolute Everybody said we were moving fast
when I'm letting go of the telephone She goes off the wall, like a hella old centerfold Should've left the cell at home We're breaking up, can't hear
consolation He gives her her own telephone but not much conversation She asks him for a moment like a beggar for a dime There's no time like the present
to mention, the telephone rang (rang?) But not to mention, his wife already been slain See, whitey got me this way That's why I'm sayin fuck the K.K.K. Dear
seul devant le mic, quand j'rap on dirait que j'me multiplie Congo Bill sort le multi-piste, j'suis connecté comme une multiprise Glace dans les veines
still making that kill, Killy! Still in the streets with bill, Billy! This year I'm making a mill, Milly! We aint signing no deal, All my opps can
to push - The Q through the innercity I'm on the telephone blowin' this last blitty Streets filled with rims, chicks on the dick Stoppin' at the stop light,
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