MC Frontalot - Message No. 419 lyrics
[MC Frontalot - Message No. 419 lyrics]
Was just like a scene in an intrigue film
And I’m still not convinced that
It wasn’t for real
Got a message number 4 1 9
Got a message number 4, 1, 9
Got a message number 4 1 9
This lucky day's mine all mine
This isn’t intended for me, I don’t think
It’s a missive from the edge of despair
I mean brink of total desperation the
Communication therein
Says her hopes for survival are slim
And she’s writing to the Front
Though we’ve yet to meet
With a confidential matter ‘cause
She’s heard I’m discreet
And the urgency of her request for my aid
Is matched by the depth of
The trust she displayed
"Don’t betray me like our oil minister did
(staged a coup)
And I’m about to flee Nigeria soon
But, I’ll never make it out, " she says
With twenty million
Three hundred twenty thousand US dollars
That are still in
Her possession she embezzled them, I guess
Look, I don’t really know her so
Uh that’s none of my business
She’s the LADY MARYAM ABACHA, deposed
These days
Can’t even get her caps-lock key unfroze
But yo, something about a widow in distress
With 20 million dollars hidden
In a metal chest
Softened up the Frontalot’s heart, no doubt
So I hit the reply button
Tell her I can help her out
Got a message number 4 1 9
Got a message number 4, 1, 9
Got a message number 4 1 9
This lucky day's mine all mine
She writes me back: DEAR FRONTALOT
UNITED STATES she acts so thankful a bank
Full of money await's!
And I hate delays so I’m quick to turn around
With my full name and the
Number to my checking account
And the scan of my license
To drive an automobile
And my passport number
Proving Frontalot’s for real!
Then I’ll meet the money in
Stockholm ain’t gonna walk home
Think I’ll retire to the south
Of Spain and sip gazpacho
Not so quick, there’s a little problem:
LADY A apparently had difficulty
Running all them
Numbers I give her but look
The fake ID’s my only one
And that’s a real passport I got
It off usenet and checked
I’m not dumb i’m not some idiot
Who’s about to lose your money for
You quicker than I’m getting it
And of course my bank balance
Is negative whose isn’t?
That’s why I need your
20% money laundering commission
And I’m wishing I could talk about this
Further with you but I can’t
I just got an email from DR uBUGU of Chad
He’s got a hundred and seventy-seven
Million in a bag
Feel I got to help him ‘cause
His story is so sad
Got a message number 4 1 9
Got a message number 4, 1, 9
Got a message number 4 1 9
This lucky day's mine all mine
Was just like a scene in an intrigue film
And I’m still not convinced that
It wasn’t for real
And I’m still not convinced that
It wasn’t for real
Got a message number 4 1 9
Got a message number 4, 1, 9
Got a message number 4 1 9
This lucky day's mine all mine
This isn’t intended for me, I don’t think
It’s a missive from the edge of despair
I mean brink of total desperation the
Communication therein
Says her hopes for survival are slim
And she’s writing to the Front
Though we’ve yet to meet
With a confidential matter ‘cause
She’s heard I’m discreet
And the urgency of her request for my aid
Is matched by the depth of
The trust she displayed
"Don’t betray me like our oil minister did
(staged a coup)
And I’m about to flee Nigeria soon
But, I’ll never make it out, " she says
With twenty million
Three hundred twenty thousand US dollars
That are still in
Her possession she embezzled them, I guess
Look, I don’t really know her so
Uh that’s none of my business
She’s the LADY MARYAM ABACHA, deposed
These days
Can’t even get her caps-lock key unfroze
But yo, something about a widow in distress
With 20 million dollars hidden
In a metal chest
Softened up the Frontalot’s heart, no doubt
So I hit the reply button
Tell her I can help her out
Got a message number 4 1 9
Got a message number 4, 1, 9
Got a message number 4 1 9
This lucky day's mine all mine
She writes me back: DEAR FRONTALOT
UNITED STATES she acts so thankful a bank
Full of money await's!
And I hate delays so I’m quick to turn around
With my full name and the
Number to my checking account
And the scan of my license
To drive an automobile
And my passport number
Proving Frontalot’s for real!
Then I’ll meet the money in
Stockholm ain’t gonna walk home
Think I’ll retire to the south
Of Spain and sip gazpacho
Not so quick, there’s a little problem:
LADY A apparently had difficulty
Running all them
Numbers I give her but look
The fake ID’s my only one
And that’s a real passport I got
It off usenet and checked
I’m not dumb i’m not some idiot
Who’s about to lose your money for
You quicker than I’m getting it
And of course my bank balance
Is negative whose isn’t?
That’s why I need your
20% money laundering commission
And I’m wishing I could talk about this
Further with you but I can’t
I just got an email from DR uBUGU of Chad
He’s got a hundred and seventy-seven
Million in a bag
Feel I got to help him ‘cause
His story is so sad
Got a message number 4 1 9
Got a message number 4, 1, 9
Got a message number 4 1 9
This lucky day's mine all mine
Was just like a scene in an intrigue film
And I’m still not convinced that
It wasn’t for real