KJ-52 - Dear Slim Lyrics
Dear Slim I never wrote you or been callinMy name ain't Stan son, nah we've never met andMy name's KJ let me begin by introducing nowMyself to you and these very reasons I'll be writinWhy I took the time, the who what where and why andThe purpose of my verse, the reasons I'm recitingWhat I hope your learnin from the truth I pray your findingAnd every word I'm writin down upon the dotted lines andSee I heard ya first album, was called InfiniteI shook my head cause nowadays you soundin differentWhat drove ya take your whole persona and be flippin it nowWhat makes a man totally change see I ain't getting itSee was you sick of getting booed when you was rippin itAnd sick of never havin dough and you your wanted to put an end to itWhat good's all kinds of doughPlus all kinds of flowTo gain a world of fans but suffer the loss of soulCHORUSLa la la la la la,La la la la la la la laTo whom it may concern x4Dear Slim I never wrote you or been callingThis is my 2nd letter cause see son I gots a real problemIt's that to you that I'm always catching these comparisonsAnd after shows I got these people coming up to me sayinYou sound like Slim Shady son you sound like EminemAnd I be like now really man, do I gots to go through this againSee I used to get mad and sick of people saying thatTill at this one show this one day I met this one catHe told me how he used to listen to you but now he listens to meHad your LP but threw it out and bought my CDI'm like for real he's like yeah he said my music made a differenceIt got him away from all your words and imagesI gotta mention this, now what about the effects you have on kidsYou ever stop to think about th
