Back To The Mailroom

[Intro]
Back, back
Yeah

[Chorus]
Back
Back into the mailroom
Blackened
When I paint the mood
Back in here
For staying true
Shoulda just played the fool
Passion was the way I grew
Never could play it cool
Wanted to lay my groove
Now I gotta say I’m doomed

[Verse 1]
Back into the envelopes
Fan mail is all I wrote
Never got to be the star
They shredded all my hopes
I swear that I’m the most
Special you’ll ever know
I could have been a contender
Perfect the Brando
Protеct the status quo
That’s the way it go
They see mе as a threat
And so I’m

[Chorus]
Back
Back into the mailroom
Blackened
When I paint the mood
Back in here
For staying true
Shoulda just played the fool
Passion was the way I grew
Never could play it cool
Wanted to lay my groove
Now I gotta say I’m doomed

[Verse 2]
Protect the status quo
A change they can’t promote
Why birth the cool
When you create the clone
Can’t conceive a future
When that swing is old
Even flipping Bird
Yeah you know my Trane is cold
Can’t get in my mode
Never broke the mould
I got to reinvent

[Chant]
So when I say ‘Back!’ (Back)
You say ‘Room!’ (Room)
Okay when I say ‘Back’
You say ‘Room!’
Try it out
I say ‘Back’
You say ‘Room!’
Okay when I say ‘Back!’
You say ‘Room!’
Try it out
I say ‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
Yo let me rap now

[Verse 3]
Skittles in my popcorn
Never been one torn
Between the movie theatre
And real life with much scorn
I’m Judy Garland
The Harlem Renaissance
Talking through my music
But consider it a seance
To cheat Marvin
I would see it as adultery
Rhythm and the blues
Both sides like Joni
Student of the greats
Till one day they call me broski
But my occult
Is just a cult of the OC
Never get too spooked
No kook
I just want the Orange County home
And an old juke
Box full of change
And a song range
So wide
But you know they gonna
Kick me off stage I’m

[Chorus]
Back
Back into the mailroom
Blackened
When I paint the mood
Back in here
For staying true
Shoulda just played the fool
Passion was the way I grew
Never could play it cool
Wanted to lay my groove
Now I gotta say I’m doomed
Now I gotta say I’m doomed
Now I gotta say I’m doomed
Now I gotta say I’m doomed

[Chant]
So when I say ‘Back!’
You say ‘Room!’
Okay when I say ‘Back’
You say ‘Room!’
Try it out
I say ‘Back’
You say ‘Room!’
Okay when I say ‘Back!’
You say ‘Room!’
Try it out
I say ‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’
‘Back’ ‘Room’