Testi:
The Letter Black Care Too Much

the reason that my momma's strung out on drugs Down to die, for everything I represent Meant every word, in my letter to the President [Big Syke] Blacks

not much been given Pop proud, mom misses sent a letter with a picture I ain't there with ya but I'm there with ya Take care mista we still here with

love my tape they couldnt care where they leaves yours at your girl's a rat tell that ho im not gonna beep her back dont need her black got too many other

write you this type of letter But I shouldn't worry too much because we raised you better Me and my momma, and I know that you gonna represent And thank you for the letters

Black mafioso, my mafia family's loco Coockoo like Cocos, we leave hoes widows like Yoko Fingers on puppet strings the logo Blowin those with too much

too pale, maybe I was too fat Maybe you had better, better luck in the sack No formal education, I swore way too much I swear you didn't care 'cause

you this type of letter but I shouldn't worry Too much because we raised you better, me and my momma And I know that you gonna represent and thank you for the letters

for the reason that my momma's strung out on drugs Down to die, for everything I represent Meant every word, in my letter to the President Blacks is

my tape they couldnt care where they leaves yours at Your girl's a rat Tell that ho I'm not gonna beep her back Dont need her black Got too many other