Fan Mail
Little Brother Lyrics


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(feat. Darien Brockington, Joe Scudda)

MIGGER!

[Intro: Rapper Big Pooh]
Rapper Pooh's in the motherfuckin buildin
Phonte's in the buildin, Joe Scudda's in the buildin
DJ Babu's on the motherfuckin BEAT!
From NC, to LA

[Lil' Fame "G. Building":]
"Regulatin this game, fuck a critic
Cause when I'm spittin, I'm a split your shit in! "

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
Here we go, yo; niggaz tryna box me in
How the fuck am I suppose to win?
Bruh, Poobie stay cool like I'm West Coast pimpin with Schwinn
I'm a keep doin me, I just pimp with a pen
Til the day that I reach my end
I'm a always do me first, fucker 'fore I let you in
Ronnie J. is my next-to-kin, and to be frank
Muh'fuckers I ain't take it from him (take it from him)
I done been criticize, critique to stone
Even had people tell me I should leave it alone
How you gon throw rocks, but you don't want the throne
Try and keep a nigga outta his zone
You ain't never wrote a rap in your life,
Or even handle bars to put yourself on the mic, but you talk about ME
If I talk about you, you won't buy my CDs'
I'm talkin 'bout y'all, tell me what it's gon be, WHAT?Β !

[Chorus: Darien Brockington]
(Holla, holla, holla, holla)
I'm just huuuuman
I'm onnnnly a maaaaaaaan...
And I'm doooooin the best that I caaaaan, yeah...
I was yooooou, would you pleeeease understand, yeah...

[Lil' Fame "G. Building":]
{"Regulatin this game, fuck a critic
Cause when I'm spittin, I'm a split your shit in"}

[Joe Scudda:]
Yeah, J-O, aiyyo I'm sick of all the whinin and the bitchin
I swear you act like a bunch of ladies
Cause all you every do is cry like a bunch of babies
Do you really think that y'all opinion with Joe will switch my flow?
Fuckin crazy; you done fell down and bumped your head
You can suck my dick, that's what the fuck Joe said
Simple and plain, I wanted you to catch that shit
I said it, I meant it, so NO I don't regret that shit
But I still got fans that keep it real with Joe
They love my cocky persona and the ignorant flow
They say, "Fuck 'em, ya ignorant Joe"
My manager told me to murder everything, so I'm killin 'em doe
And I'on't really give a fuck if you quote my shit
But it's me, and I should know cause I wrote my shit
Guess this game, truly is a gift and a curse
You said you hate me so I KNOW you gon luh this verse, what?Β !

[Chorus]

[Phonte:]
Peace to D.P.'s and Alchemisssst
And dis is dedicated to them bastard whicccch
Gave me and the crew dey ass to kiss
That's why I'm bout to be Reborn, this verse is just a Braxton hits
(C'mon) Just imagine if, you spend your whole life working hard
And still had niggaz hatin and frontin
Everybody, yeah they own your shit, but got they bones to pick
Like we was playin Operation or sumthin
Maybe then you might lose it, get a little madder
Wanna choke a nigga, maybe slap a cracka
Maybe rethink your whole strategy and be like,
"Fuck these rap geeks, I'm rhymin with Project Pat-a"
I know that's probably too much for y'all
I can tell on the nerves that I'm touchin on
I'm just stayin on my grind like bicuspids, dawg
I ain't got time to fuck with y'all, I'm doin ME, c'mon





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song Fan Mail by Little Brother is a confrontational response to the critics and naysayers of their music. The lyrics call out those who try to box in the artists and those who speak negatively about them without ever having put themselves in their shoes. Rapper Big Pooh specifically addresses those who have criticized him and spoken ill of him without ever having written a rap themselves. He emphasizes that he will always do him first and that he won't let anyone in who doesn't appreciate him for who he is. Joe Scudda similarly addresses those who complain about his style and attitude and asserts that he doesn't care if people quote his lyrics, as he knows that he wrote them himself. Overall, the song's message is one of strength and resilience, encouraging the artists' fans to stay true to themselves and their craft despite any negative feedback.


One interesting fact about Fan Mail is that it was released as a single in 2007, a year after the album The Minstrel Show came out. The single features a remix of the song, which includes verses by other artists like Cormega and Skillz. Another fact is that Little Brother frequently makes references to their North Carolina roots throughout their music, and Fan Mail is no exception. This is evident in the line "From NC, to LA" in the song's opening, which emphasizes the artists' pride in their home state. Additionally, the song's chorus is sung by Darien Brockington, a North Carolina-based soul singer who frequently collaborates with Little Brother.


Another interesting aspect of Fan Mail is the range of musical influences it draws from. The song's beat was produced by DJ Babu, a member of the influential hip-hop group Dilated Peoples, and features a sample of Lil' Fame from the group M.O.P. The sample comes from the song "G. Building," a 2000 track that features Lil' Fame rapping lines similar to those in Fan Mail, such as "Regulatin this game, fuck a critic/Cause when I'm spittin, I'm a split your shit in." This demonstrates how Little Brother pays homage to the hip-hop artists that came before them while still making music that feels fresh and innovative.


Line by Line Meaning

Rapper Pooh's in the motherfuckin buildin
Rapper Pooh is present in the building


Phonte's in the buildin, Joe Scudda's in the buildin
Phonte and Joe Scudda are present in the building


DJ Babu's on the motherfuckin BEAT!
DJ Babu is producing the beat


"Regulatin this game, fuck a critic Cause when I'm spittin, I'm a split your shit in! "
I don't care about critics, I am so good I will destroy them with my lyrics


Here we go, yo; niggaz tryna box me in How the fuck am I suppose to win?
People are trying to limit me, how am I supposed to succeed in that situation?


Bruh, Poobie stay cool like I'm West Coast pimpin with Schwinn I'm a keep doin me, I just pimp with a pen
I stay calm and true to myself, using my writing as my strength


Til the day that I reach my end I'm a always do me first, fucker 'fore I let you in
I will remain true to myself until the very end, never letting anyone change my path


Ronnie J. is my next-to-kin, and to be frank Muh'fuckers I ain't take it from him (take it from him)
Ronnie J. is like family to me, and I didn't steal anything from him


I done been criticize, critique to stone Even had people tell me I should leave it alone
I have faced harsh criticism and even been told to quit, but I choose to persevere


How you gon throw rocks, but you don't want the throne Try and keep a nigga outta his zone
You can't criticize without wanting to be in my position, but you are trying to bring me down


You ain't never wrote a rap in your life, Or even handle bars to put yourself on the mic, but you talk about ME
You have never even attempted to write a rap, yet you still criticize me and my work


If I talk about you, you won't buy my CDs' I'm talkin 'bout y'all, tell me what it's gon be, WHAT?!
If I call you out in my music, you won't support me, so what are you going to do?


I'm just huuuuman I'm onnnnly a maaaaaaaan... And I'm doooooin the best that I caaaaan, yeah... I was yooooou, would you pleeeease understand, yeah...
I am just a person doing my best, and if our roles were reversed, I hope you would understand


Yeah, J-O, aiyyo I'm sick of all the whinin and the bitchin I swear you act like a bunch of ladies
I am tired of the constant complaining and acting like a bunch of whiny women


Cause all you every do is cry like a bunch of babies Do you really think that y'all opinion with Joe will switch my flow?
Your constant complaints won't change my style or opinions


Simple and plain, I wanted you to catch that shit I said it, I meant it, so NO I don't regret that shit
I meant every word I said and have no regrets about it


My manager told me to murder everything, so I'm killin 'em doe And I'on't really give a fuck if you quote my shit
My manager told me to dominate in everything, so I am killing the competition, and I don't care if you repeat my words


But it's me, and I should know cause I wrote my shit Guess this game, truly is a gift and a curse
I wrote my own lyrics, so I know what I am talking about. Being in this industry is both a blessing and a curse


That's why I'm bout to be Reborn, this verse is just a Braxton hits (C'mon) Just imagine if, you spend your whole life working hard And still had niggaz hatin and frontin
I am ready for a fresh start and will make a comeback. Just imagine working hard your whole life and still facing hatred and backlash


Everybody, yeah they own your shit, but got they bones to pick Like we was playin Operation or sumthin
Everyone is claiming ownership over your work yet they still have criticisms and complaints


Maybe then you might lose it, get a little madder Wanna choke a nigga, maybe slap a cracka
In that situation, you might get extremely angry and want to physically harm someone


I know that's probably too much for y'all I can tell on the nerves that I'm touchin on I'm just stayin on my grind like bicuspids, dawg I ain't got time to fuck with y'all, I'm doin ME, c'mon
I am aware that my words might be too much for some people, but I am focused on my work and have no time to waste on negativity


Peace to D.P.'s and Alchemisssst And dis is dedicated to them bastard whicccch Gave me and the crew dey ass to kiss
Shoutout to DP and Alchemist, this song is dedicated to the people who have caused us problems


Maybe rethink your whole strategy and be like, "Fuck these rap geeks, I'm rhymin with Project Pat-a"
Perhaps you should change your tactics and stop dealing with rap critics, instead, switch to a less mainstream style


I know that's probably too much for y'all I can tell on the nerves that I'm touchin on I'm just stayin on my grind like bicuspids, dawg I ain't got time to fuck with y'all, I'm doin ME, c'mon
Once again, I am aware that my words might be too harsh for some people, but I am focused on my own work and have no time to waste on negativity




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