Mega Ran - Postcards From The Edge lyrics

Eff your movement, eff your brand
Everything you say is bland
How you ever got a fan
I will never understand
They don’t even like your rhymes
They don’t understand your flows
They just like you for your beats man
And everybody knows
And one day you’ll be exposed
And your money’s gonna go
And I’m gonna laugh at you
And then say i told you so
And your metaphors are weak
You will never be elite
With a gap between your teeth
And a terrible physique
And i heard you used to teach
Now you rapping over beats
It’s a horrible decision in the least pS
One day you’ll be surpassed by
Someone who’s rather great


And by the way I rap now, let’s collaborate
My mailbox
There’s always something interesting in
My mailbox i try to get to everything in
My mailbox and then once in a while
There’s a letter that makes me go wow, wow

My mailbox
There’s always something interesting in
My mailbox i try to get to everything in
My mailbox and then once in a while
There’s a letter that makes me go wow, wow

Eff your movement, eff your games
In your music cause it’s lame
I just think that it’s a shame
How you underwent a change
I copped your first LP
And i truly was amazed
By the passion and the hunger
And the talent you displayed
Then i think I heard you say
That that album left you drained
And you had nothing to say
So you started playing games
And you ran out of the hood
Thinking that you could escape
But the poverty and violence
Hasn’t yet gone away
You should talk about your people
And the obstacles they face
They will listen to you now
It’s not like the old days
What’s the deal with Mega Ran?
Man i liked your old name
Now I tell my friends you quit
Cause, I’m just so ashamed
Of what you’ve become
Just a shell of yourself
Making music for the fans now
Instead of yourself
So when you decide to talk
About some real things
I might buy your music, so hey give me a ring

My mailbox
There’s always something interesting in
My mailbox i try to get to everything in
My mailbox and then once in a while
There’s a letter that makes me go wow, wow

My mailbox
There’s always something interesting in
My mailbox i try to get to everything in
My mailbox and then once in a while
There’s a letter that makes me go wow, wow

Eff the music eff the brand
I don’t call myself a fan
Of Random or Mega Ran
I don’t think you understand
I just came across your song
I was drawn in by the beat
Then i slowly realized
You were rapping bout me
I'm the kid from Dream Master
And the kid from Granny Smith
The homeless dude from "Don’t Let Me Die"
Who almost quit never really had a friend
Was rejected by my fam
Joined so many cliques
That i forgot who i am i had a loaded gun
And a bottle full of pills
Cause i never thought that anyone
Understood how i feel
If it wasn’t for the 8 bit melodies i heard
I might never pay attention
And not relate to your words

Now your rhymes give me courage
And the strength to overcome
Cause i know there’s other people like me
And I’m not done
Now i write my thoughts down
On my trusty pen and pad
I’m trying to do poetry I don't wanna collab
Just want to let you know
That your music saves lives
And i know it to be fact
Cause it surely saved mine
I’m not even sure that this’ll reach you
But the next time you’re in my town
I’ll be front row i see you peace