Yeah
That's it right there, you know I'm talkin' 'bout, uh-huh
And I thought it was real, real proper
That a nigga ended this album in the Delta
Hmm, yeah
I'm up in Clarksdale right now, you know I'm talkin' 'bout, yeah
Went through Greenwood, Greenville, Itta Bena
Man, I done been through the Coast
Man, I been in Starkville
Man, just ridin', you know I'm talkin' 'bout
Tryna put this Mississippi shit down
Yeah, but look at this, man
I want y'all to check out my first artist
The motherfuckin' first artist to bust off this Big Face shit
Besides your boy, this my shit, so, huh
I guess I am my first artist, that's real cute, heh
But, um, Marcus, he good people, y'all
Fuck with him
If you fuck with me, fuck with him '
Cause he dyin' for this Big Face shit, yeah
God bless, I love all y'all
Thank y'all for visiting Mississippi
Those of y'all from Mississippi
Thank you for ridin' with a motherfucker
And y'all tell 'em, "If you don't like it, suck a dick, bitch"
God bless, ride out, Big Face Entertainment
Believe in God for all comes eventually, heh-heh-heh
Y'all watch out for Mississippi the album, part two
Y'all watch out for Mister Marcus
Nah, fuck that, Marcus, spelled with a period
There ain't no mister, you gon' respect the period
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, heh-heh-heh
Yeah, Crooked Letters album
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