Lyrics:
proposition that just might catch your eye
The biggest haul of Fort Knox Gold they're a'haulin back tonight
And loadin' it up in an Armored Car at the crack
(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute
Mr. Postman
(Wait)
Wait Mr. Postman
(Please Mr. Postman look and see)
Oh yeah
(If there's a letter in your bag
(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute
Mr. Postman
(Wait)
Wait Mr. Postman
(Please Mr. Postman look and see)
Oh yeah
(If there's a letter in your bag
in and we're off and on our way, hey
Call me Mr. Christmas
I'll make your spirit bright
I'll dry your eyes with candy skies
And warm sherry
up high
He said
Son, you don't have to be scared
"Cause I'm right by your side, I'm
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three Bears
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three
nigga?
You got choices
I ain't gonna express my feelings
I'm a criminal nigga, close door to healing
I guess I'm used to seeing
Close door to willing now
Infowars from the sheikhs
Love's going to get you
Manipulate the feature though
Barack should have brought your ass
Home a week ago
Love decided by the color
under the cover
I see your face and I'm smothered
By all the criminal nothings
Oh, tell me, did you love her
Maybe it was all play pretend
Maybe it was
with a baseball cap on, like Mr. Marcus
Yeah, my family feud like Richard Dawson
The survey said I'm hot in right in your apartment
This Brick City,
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
be our guide
Close your Eyes
When you open them dear
I'll be near by your side
So won't you close your eyes
Music play
? playing
It's
Wait!
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
Wai ai ai ait Mr. Postman
Mr postman look and see (oh yeah)
If there's a letter in your bag for me
hate me
Ono is the one constant
Entertainment you want
Entertainment you need
I am for your eyes only
Opponents take heed
Mr. I am to shameless
Mr. Out
Mr Got bread like Quizno’s
Better known as MJ with the big nose
I swear your artist couldn’t see
Me on his tip toes
Only on TV I gotta take a quick
Southern yellow Mrs.Gemini
High hopes for you little angel
When she sits down by the river
And leaves her tears in the water, so
High hopes for you little
the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
And I was lost in your world with you
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Chorus:
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out
Full of surprises, analyze the all-wise
Good Cartiers protect my eyes
When I’m dipping
On the BQ, my Benz see-through fuck tints
I’m live, nigga, and so
and silent
And empty, and full of the notes I could never bring myself to sing
I'm still just your shadow.
So they call me Mr. Silverblood
Yeah, they call me
your surrounded by the fake?
Had food to cook but you didn't serve a plate
Life of an outcast gotta make with what you take
I close my eyes just so I can
without an interview
Minuscule little fools
You need to finish school
(yeah) Literal my ridicule bend the rules
I'm biblical criminal
Your imbeciles tossed
Hook: Cee
Hey Mr. Politician, put the weapon down
‘Coz if you pull it, ain’t nobody left to bail ‘em out
Remember who it is you workin’ for now
You
Attack you from the blind side, invisible
To the naked eye
Where them criminals
Better have your 8 essential vitamins and minerals
The wu is coming
alright
Yes, everything's fine
And it's cool and the ointment's sweet
For the fire in your head and feet
Close your eyes
Close your eyes and relax
for the tough individual
runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the General
walk one day in the shoes of a criminal
death disease keep your
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