The Dozier Himself - Newspaper (Red X Black X White)

Black , White and Red All over...Making Headlines, I'm Newspaper Dozier//


It's everywhere to see, I'm on front street. Aint had to reup in months, plugs front me// They want me, asking me a million questions. My only wish is to get relieved of these million stresses// I get a lot of bad news, but never start digressing. My interviews so smooth, she'll start undressing// Flow changing like issues hot off the presses...I spit advice, I should write my own column section// Cheif Editor, weak links getting knocked off. But profit is the purpose so paper packages are dropped off// The Young Paper Boy, driving on his paper route. Bank makes Bank..put paper in you'll get paper out// I seen niggas take the journalism major route... I did that,tryna be Front page famous now// Major clout, the world knows what my names about. i been independent, i wanna sign major now// these days I feel its a major drought. not just rap, everything is fading out// I roll paper up, something to pass the time. The man with the plan, John Dozier so classified// Obituary page, they want me in it. I got that printing press, just so I wont be in it// if the story about you, i bet that shit wont get written..and if it does, i bet its gets no subscriptions//

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