Представляем точный текст композиции "Fan Mail" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Little Brother . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Fan Mail» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Little Brother передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Little Brother - "Fan Mail"
Lyrics to Fan Mail : (feat. Darien Brockington, Joe Scudda) MIGGER! [Intro: Rapper Big Pooh] Rapper Poohs in the motherfuckin buildin Phontes in the buildin, Joe Scuddas in the buildin DJ Babus on the motherfuckin BEAT! From NC, to LA [Lil Fame "G. Building":] "Regulatin this game, fuck a critic Cause when Im spittin, Im a split your shit in! " [Rapper Big Pooh:] Here we go, yo; niggaz tryna box me in How the fuck am I suppose to win' Bruh, Poobie stay cool like Im West Coast pimpin with Schwinn Im a keep doin me, I just pimp with a pen Til the day that I reach my end Im a always do me first, fucker fore I let you in Ronnie J. is my next-to-kin, and to be frank Muhfuckers I aint take it from him (take it from him) I done been criticize, critique to stone Even had people tell me I should leave it alone How you gon throw rocks, but you dont want the throne Try and keep a nigga outta his zone You aint never wrote a rap in your life, Or even handle bars to put yourself on the mic, but you talk about ME If I talk about you, you wont buy my CDs Im talkin bout yall, tell me what its gon be, WHAT' ! [Chorus: Darien Brockington] (Holla, holla, holla, holla) Im just huuuuman Im onnnnly a maaaaaaaan... And Im doooooin the best that I caaaaan, yeah... I was yooooou, would you pleeeease understand, yeah... [Lil Fame "G. Building":] {"Regulatin this game, fuck a critic Cause when Im spittin, Im a split your shit in"} [Joe Scudda:] Yeah, J-O, aiyyo Im sick of all the whinin and the bitchin I swear you act like a bunch of ladies Cause all you every do is cry like a bunch of babies Do you really think that yall opinion with Joe will switch my flow' Fuckin crazy; you done fell down and bumped your head You can suck my dick, thats what the fuck Joe said Simple and plain, I wanted you to catch that shit I said it, I meant it, so NO I dont regret that shit But I still got fans that keep it real with Joe They love my cocky persona and the ignorant flow They say, "Fuck em, ya ignorant Joe" My manager told me to murder everything, so Im killin em doe And Iont really give a fuck if you quote my shit But its me, and I should know cause I wrote my shit Guess this game, truly is a gift and a curse You said you hate me so I KNOW you gon luh this verse, what' ! [Chorus] [Phonte:] Peace to D.P.s and Alchemisssst And dis is dedicated to them bastard whicccch Gave me and the crew dey ass to kiss Thats why Im bout to be Reborn, this verse is just a Braxton hits (Cmon) Just imagine if, you spend your whole life working hard And still had niggaz hatin and frontin Everybody, yeah they own your shit, but got they bones to pick Like we was playin Operation or sumthin Maybe then you might lose it, get a little madder Wanna choke a nigga, maybe slap a cracka Maybe rethink your whole strategy and be like, "Fuck these rap geeks, Im rhymin with Project Pat-a" I know thats probably too much for yall I can tell on the nerves that Im touchin on Im just stayin on my grind like bicuspids, dawg I aint got time to fuck with yall, Im doin ME, cmon [Chorus] [ Fan Mail Lyrics ]
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