Postman

Postman - Confrontation lyrics

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Now hear them buzz, hear them fuzz them nah fool me
See them lost see them shallow yeah them nah fool me
See them run fi the money than confrontation
Now hear them buzz, hear them fuzz them nah fool me
See them lost see them shallow yeah them nah fool me
See them run fi the money than lose inspiration.

Try not to stop me I’ll beat you hard like them Dockers do
Run for the charts but your style will make it impossible
Can’t change the attitude I’m too big for Holland
Stepping out I heard you calling there’s nothing left from my residue
How come that most of ya’ll still sound terrible
There’s many I can name that I wish something bad ‘ll happen to
Steez invented several, beats and rhymes I’m an animal
Never doubt I ain’t credible all I’m about’s incredible
From the corner to the park small venues or festivals
First my ammo was bullets now I start throwing you cannonballs
Still I remain casual the kid’s born a professional
There’s rules to this shit and so I wrote you a manual

Now hear them buzz, hear them fuzz them nah fool me
See them lost see them shallow yeah them nah fool me
See them run fi the money than confrontation
Now hear them buzz, hear them fuzz them nah fool me
See them lost see them shallow yeah them nah fool me
See them run fi the money than lose inspiration.

Rise don’t lose your pride and way of life
Don’t make my people feel like running out of time
Is in our hands God is our only friend
That’s why we still search and can’t find where we belong and
Can’t have what we want
That’s why I rejoice the times that made us feel right Oh yeah.

Jealous of each other in the shade cuz our hate is cover
In jail we’re the greater number with several baby mothers
Why we still unemployed in the music that we discovered
See why we ain’t independent is we meant to end in the gutter.
So united as divided we stand, mark my words
Our forefathers had a dream don’t let it die in our hand
Hard is the hustle that ‘ll breed sisters selling they’re needs
That’s when A.I.D.S had its dump in the sheets
You see daddy ain’t around he’ll probably run from police
Got us wounds cut deep in the mind cuz the systems design
The same victim ads I’m our color is bind and I

Now hear them buzz, hear them fuzz them nah fool me
See them lost see them shallow yeah them nah fool me
See them run fi the money than confrontation
Now hear them buzz, hear them fuzz them nah fool me
See them lost see them shallow yeah them nah fool me
See them run fi the money than lose inspiration.
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: EMI Music Netherlands

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Released in: 2006

Language: English

Appearing on: Green (2006)

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