Текст песни Goin’ Postal (feat. No’thing) - Stucco The Great

We going postal
Don't get caught up in the roaster
Fire to inferno and it won't stop
Burning
Tell 'em rappers not a burden
Hit this record 'til it hurt 'em
Stucco tell 'em

Going postal
Don't get caught up in the roaster
Fire to inferno and it won't stop
Burning
Tell 'em rappers not a burden
Hit this record 'til it hurt 'em
Stucco tell 'em say

Bottomline I'm the coolest kid on the whole planet
Dropped a hit now they can't stand it
I'ma leave the game with a whole blemish
To the OG's, they don't gotta panic (huh)
Quiet my nigga, just throw up the deuce
Making music for the sake of the truth
Congratulate us now, me and my crew
All of you niggas be wannabes
My whole hood and city proud of me
Got they hands up like a robbery
When I drop a song, they ain't doubting me
Representing every nigga who be stacking figures just to feed communities
Fuck a fake hustler, you ain't fooling me
You niggas brain dead, I read a eulogy (woah)
Hol' up my nigga let's go
Shock the system, show the people we dope
Fuck a couple bad bitches you know
Grab a jacket 'cause this world is so cold
They say I'm provocative
Pussy and politics
Nigga I barely acknowledge this
Going postal 'til they make up their minds
Are they gon' sweat me or give me what's mine? (yeah)

We going postal
Don't get caught up in the roaster
Fire to inferno and it won't stop
Burning
Tell 'em rappers not a burden
Hit this record 'til it hurt 'em
Stucco tell 'em

Going postal
Don't get caught up in the roaster
Fire to inferno and it won't stop
Burning
Tell 'em rappers not a burden
Hit this record 'til it hurt 'em
Stucco tell 'em say

I'm Willy Wonka all these rappers are my oompa loompas
Step up to me, make you vanish like Bermuda
Crash the fucking party, yeah I came with shooters
Dove inside that pussy like a scoober diver
Look at my shoes, look at my wrist
Have you ever seen a nigga like this?
Rams Art be painting my shit
Shoot my shot, I don't need an assist
Why would you even consider battling a nigga like me? (I don't know)
Why would you even get rid of the liquor and reefer my nigga? (you gotta go)
I am a prime example of a fucking rebel
Cuss inside a chapel
You don't wanna battle
'Cause I time travel at the tower of babel
Crush your Adam's apple (yeah)