Correction Lyrics Voice Mail Bomb Threat by Sage Francis

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[Female Automated Voice]
From phone number
5-1-7 4-4-9 Number Number Number
Received at 2 AM

[Record Voice]
Hey just checking in man
How is 15 minutes of fame was going?
You know how you released that f*cking *Personal Journals* and it was hot?
Yea, it's not anymore
You're f*cking bull shit
f*cking emcee with a f*cking CD player
Yea come to my town...
Yea give me all your [?} how your going to skull f*ck me
We're f*cking scared dude
Come to f*cking Detroit
The next time you're routed..
Straight up I'm going to meet you with 100 boys ready to f*cking kill you, you f*ck
Seriously you threaten me and my family, I f*cking kill you
Straight up
You f*cking piece of shit dude
Rhyme f*cking
[?]
Oh the most generic f*cking dirt literally with [?]
It's nothing now, it used to be hot
Enjoy your f*cking 15 minutes of three fame
You piece of shit, I'll f*cking kill you
Seriously, you call me again I'll f*cking kill you
Rock Detroit, Rock Flint, Rock Kalamazoo, Rock Lancing
You find you way shit
Seriously dude you're f*cking nothing
I'll f*cking roof your shit apart, bitch
Out. [fading echo]

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