Lyrics:
your stereo
Ready to shoot the heady, yo yo!
Lyrics of death wrap this how
The letter bond yo, megalon
Pass that Megatron gods on a
Hunt like a Predacon
nigga
Lived off food stamps and medicare stickers
The first and fifthtenth was like like Thanksgivin and Christmas
Cause that's the only time we fitted
On the old chest of drawers there's a bottle of pills, a handful letters and overdue bills
A reminder to call up your mother and say you're alright
left back in 1916
Once came back in a Cadillac, so big black and green
Then just letters in the post
Later just a Christmas card at most
Go tell your
that I knew you
Super tough and super strong
You let nothing deter you
This my letter to boy I’ll always love
This is for everyone who chillin' up above
from this pen and pad
Where do we belong we on a troubled path
Need a future bag
Rap in present this the gift of gab
Ghost of Christmas past got me
Yeah, they see me in them 25th letters, all they do is why
Can't he get better
Of course over time, but that's an extra quarter
$1.25 if you
by the hour and looking back at our pics
Drunk as a bitch
Blacking out with a fucking bottle of whisk
Questioning how in the fuck did this get as bad
are we gonna do?
We're gonna hit the drive-thru
Saw that golden M soaring in the sky
Felt like Christmas Day but better
We couldn't just drive by
Express preschool me
My first recollection of the post office be
The mailman bringing
Them Christmas catalogs
And up through the years they were always
my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters cause they miss
Of every lonely Christmas
In the ghetto
We could still hear the load guns
And the government
They don't give a fuck about us us
Deporting all
block tavern
By the Salvation Army
And the plumbers supply
The old downtown mission
Has John 3:16 painted
In all capital letters
Above cans full
Pictures Letters Ordinary objects all collected there
A memorial
And I thought of ones on highways or set by gravestones
All the things you see there
for the batman cape
Simpler times
Wanting to fly
Mesmerized my Christmas lights
Holding out
Giving in
All the what ifs and might have beens
and Christmas lights
Street signs and satellites
Even shouted your name through a cheap megaphone
'Cause you burn like something that burns
And you sing
By light of wine I am writing this letter just to let you know
I've finally completed the circle pissed out you name in the snow
I've put all you
Family man I like them holidays and ugly Christmas sweaters
On my downtime I like to smoke a pound and switch them letters
I'm a simple man but how they
stuff
For Valentines day you bought me that silver locket bracelet
On Easter it was breaking
For Christmas you replaced it
You wrote me letters
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