Postcards Songtext
von Grieves

Welcome everybody to RSC flight 352 with non-stop travel to wherever
Your fine ass decided to go today. Before we take off, I′d like to go
Over a few safety procedures. So please make sure your seat is leaned
Back, your glass is full, and your speakers are turned all the way up

I woke up in a city I can't even say the name of
People looking at me wondering where the fuck I came from
Had to catch a flight to ′em
Drank a couple whiskeys in the air
Called my mama when I landed and told her not to be scared
I'm a rolling stone
Never really knowing when I'm going home
Went and caught the itch
And got the beat like it was cortisone
I′m out here, you can go ahead and let ′em know
That that groove has got to be swung
And that bass got to be low


This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
I'll send your ass a postcard, postcard
I′ll send your ass a postcard, postcard
I'll send your ass a postcard, postcard
I′ll send your ass a...

I said I woke up in a city I ain't ever even been to
Called the homie Chordz to see what shit we could get into
I had to jump a pontoon
Got my luggage searching around
Po-po thought that I was holding, told ′em I don't have the time
Cause I'm a vagabond
Baggage packed and loaded and the drink is strong
Watch the city disappear behind me like it′s camouflage
I′m out here, you can go ahead and say it loud
That snare has gotta be crisp
And that ass gotta be round
That glass gotta be tipped
That lost gotta be found
That music gotta go up
Cause this shit's about to go down
Said that glass gotta be tipped
That lost gotta be found
That music got to go up
Cause this shit′s about to go down


This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
Caught the A to JFK and had to hop on a plane
I'll send your ass a postcard, postcard
I′ll send your ass a postcard, postcard
I'll send your ass a postcard, postcard
I′ll send your ass a...

Send 'em a postcard, yeah
I was thinking of you, I was thinking of you
Oh baby, send 'em a postcard
That′s true, that′s true, that's true, yeah
Gon′ send it to 'em
Gon′ send it to 'em
Gon′ send it to 'em
We gon' bring it back to the beginning on this one

This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
We gon′ send it to ′em
Signed, sealed, delivered
I'm back in the building like
This that shit that you can play in LA
From Chicago to Seattle all the way to BK
I′m gon' send it to ′em, yeah