Lyrics Born: Lemme call this fool Gab
*"Mary Had a Little Lamb" dial*
*ring*
*ring*
*click*
Gift of Gab: Hello?
LB: 'Sup, man?
GG: Chillin'
LB: Yea?
GG: Yea, 'fin (?) to write these lyrics down. What's going on with you?
LB: Man... Nothing. Just... Whatever, dude
GG: Well why, w-wsup wsup?
LB: Nothing man. Just hella stressed out about certain sh** right now
Man, it's hella personal sh** going down
GG: Wow, like that?
LB: Yea, man, it's kinda fast
One 'a those moments where, like, I don't feel like I have control over my
life, and all the checks that were supposed to arrive didn't
There's hella politics now in my social life over some bullsh** somebody had
told sombody
GG: Daaamn
LB: Yea, man. So, you know, I shouldn't even 'of told you that
Man, I shouldn't even unload like that
GG: Maaan
LB: I know. it's just one 'a those moments in time where everything coincides
and it comes together at once and then it all collides
GG: Man, I feel that though
LB: Anyway, what's goin' on witchu?
GG: Aw, man *beep*, just tryin' to do it. Hold on, man, somebody's on my other
line. Imma hit chu right back, aiite?
LB: (Coo)
*click*
Telemarketer: We wanna talk to you (hoo)
GG: I don't wanna talk right now. I'm on the other line. I'm busy
TM: We wanna talk to you
GG: I said I don't wanna talk right now. w-
TM: But we wanna talk to you (hoo ooo ooo)
GG: I don't wanna talk right now!
TM: We wanna talk to you
GG: (Damn). I'm hangin' up. I'm hangin' up. BYE
*click*
GG: Hey yo, I'm back, man
LB: Cool, man. 'Sup with it?
GG: Really, just trying not to think so much
LB: Mmm
GG: 'n keep my feet up. Make this boy still (?). Stopped smokin' cigarettes
bu*ts not stinking up my room. Feelin' I've this new diet
LB: Word?
GG: Really just trying to get my health right. Feelin' I'm just like this crap
coolin' out. Writin' raps. Chillin'- Chillin'
LB: Uhn
GG: Feel me?
LB: I feel it. I feel- Wait, man. You stopped smoking all those Marlboros?
GG: Yep
LB: How long ago, man? I'm proud of you, bro
GG: Man, four weeks. I ain't trippin', though, s'all good. Four weeks
Yo, man, you know me, (homie)
LB: Aw, you really think you smoke more phillies since you quit and them
millions of little Virginia Slims?
GG: Originally I was smokin' more of them anyway. Really rememberin' back to
when I wasn't really into them since. They was k**in' me, though
so I had to get rid of 'em
Anyway, whatchu gettin' into this wednesday, bro?
GG: Wednesday... *snap*
Let me think... *snap*
Was that the fifteenth? *snap*
Well see, the rent's paid. *snap*
Got the Net's game- *beep*
Hold on, my sh**'s ringing
*click*
TM: We wanna talk to you (hoo)
LB: Ah...shii..
TM: We wanna talk to you
LB: I don- I don't- I don't wanna talk to you, though
TM: But we wanna talk to you (hoo ooo ooo)
LB: f** this!
TM: We wanna talk to you
LB: Aite, check this out? I'm about to hang up on youuuu
*click*
LB: Alright, I'm back, man
GG: Hey, who was that, man?
LB: f**in' telemarketers callin' my apartment offerin' nothing, botherin' me
constantly, (man)
GG: Yea, always just stalkin' cats. There should be laws against this nonsense
LB: First of all, what kind of a person gets involved with these vermin making
service calls?
GG: "Can I call you by your first name, Tom?"
Man, that ain't workin' *beep*
Wait, hold on, that echo again, man. This sh**'s irkin' me. I'm about to
talk to 'em. Hold on
LB: Naw, f** that, I'm gone-
*click*
GG: Hello?
Gertrude Warner: Hello, am I speaking to the head of the household, sir?
GG: No
GW: Perfect. My name is Gertrude Warner, and I've got some super news!
GG: This isn't a good time
GW: Sure it is. We understand you may be feeling a little nervous
GG: Nah uh
GW: Now, we could send a representative right out
GG: I don't really need anything at this time
GW: Oh, I doubt that. Anyway, your address is two two four-
GG: No!
GW: Yes, I know, too. Is evening time better for you or is daytime?
GG: No time at-
GW: Perfect! You deserve only the best service. First thing thursday, then
GG: No!
GW: Perfect. Eight thirty it is, you early bird
Now, my supervisor will be calling you back to confirm this purchase
GG: I DIDN'T AGREE TO NOTHIN'!
GW: Certainly
This is Gertrude Warner, your (GG: The f**??) courtesy clerk, saying
goodbye and thank you for choosing us, sir
*click*
*dial tone*
GG: ...Wha??
*click*
GG: Yo, LB? LB?
TM: We wanna talk to you (hoo)
GG: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
TM: We wanna talk to you
TM: But we wanna talk to you (hoo ooo ooo)
TM: We wanna talk to you- talk to you- talk to you-
*click*
*dial tone*
Sample: If you'd like to make a call, please hang up- please hang up, and try
again. x2