A Letter To The New York Post -Drayton-Gary G-Wiz- Lyrics

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		Yo gee
		Come and get your New York Post
		New York Post right here
		Come on y'all
		Get the bost stubost stubost
		Coasta coasta New York Post
		Yo New York Post don't brag or boast
		Dissin' flavor when he's butter that you put on your toast
		Put my address in the paper cause I smacked that girl
		She's the mother of my kid's that I took around the world
		Disagreements having scuffles when you share upon
		You shouldn't try to drain subjects in a duck pond
		If you're gonna tell a story about people's worries
		Watch what you tell 'em cause they don't bring you glory
		It only brings agony, ask James Cagney
		He beat up on a guy when he found he was a fagney
		Cagney is a favorite he is my boy
		He don't jive around he's a real McCoy
		Chuck D yeah, you tellin' Flav we got to let 'em know
		Here's a letter to the New York Post
		The worst piece of paper on the east coast
		Matter of fact the whole state's forty cents
		in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
		It makes no goddamn sense at all
		America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
		Flavor Flav is the one that makes The Post money
		Writers making violence in headlines funny
		Tryin' to undress my past until it's naked
		Post got Flavor from sellin' no records
		Europe Asia to the street of New York
		Flavor Flav known for his finesse talk
		Do it to ya for The Post to employ me
		New York Post can't destroy me
		Rapper of Public Enemy, rapstar beats lover
		With the headline of a fucked up cover
		Out the pot took plate New York Post
		get your story straight motherfucker
		It always seem they make our neighborhood look bad
		Here's a letter to the New York Post
		Ain't worth the paper it's printed on
		Founded in 1801 by Alexander Hamilton
		That is 190 years continuous of fucked up news
		Yo one can play the game, two can play the game
		Yo Flav read on can't forget you either Jet
		Flavor Flav is your best Jet yet
		My own people own the most business
		Write on faith of value'sness
		Should have checked with me before you wrote it
		Got it from another source and quote it
		Put it out like the new year bull drop
		In every beauty parlor and barber shop
		Flavor Flav world renown
		Can't keep a man like Flavor down
		Yo Jet be a good host
		Don't print bull like the New York Post
		Augh, looks like somebody slipped up here
		Anyway here's a letter to the New York Post
		Black newspaper and magazines are supposed to get
		the real deal from the source y'all
		Sorry, Jet you took the info straight out of The Post
		Burned us just like toast
		When it comes to getting you facts straight about P.E.
		Get your shit correct
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