MC Frontalot - Message No. 419 lyrics

rate me

It was just like a scene in an intrigue film and I'm still not convinced that it wasn't for real This isn't intended for me, I don't think. It's a missive from the edge of despair, I mean brink of total desperation; the communication therein says her hopes for survival are slim and she's writing to the Front, though we've yet to meet, with a confidential matter cause she's heard I'm discreet. And the urgency of her request for my aid is matched by the depth of the trust she displayed. "Don't betray me like our oil minister did, staged a coup and I'm about to flee Nigeria soon but I'll never make it out," she says, with twenty million three hundred twenty thousand US dollars that are still in her possession. She embezzled them, I guess. Look, I don't really know her so uh... that's none of my business. She's the LADY MARYAM ABACHA, deposed. These days can't even get her caps-lock key unfroze but yo, something 'bout a widow in distress (with 20 million dollars hidden in a metal chest) softened up the Frontalot's heart no doubt so I hit the reply button, tell her I can help her out. She writes me back: DEAR FRONTALOT, UNITED STATES... she acts so thankful. A bank full of money awaits! And I hate delays so I'm quick to turn around with my full name and the number to my checking account and the scan of my license to drive an automobile and my passport number proving Frontalot's for real! Then I'll meet the money in Stockholm, ain't gonna walk home, think I'll retire to the south of Spain and sip gazpacho. Not so quick, there's a little problem. LADY A apparently had difficulty running all them numbers I give her, but look, the fake ID's my only one and that's a real passport, I got it off usenet and checked, I'm not dumb. I'm not some idiot who's about to lose your money for you, quicker than I'm getting it and of course my bank balance is negative, whose isn't? That's why I need your 20% money laundering commission. And I'm wishing I could talk about this further with you but I can't. I just got an email from DR. UBUGU of Chad. He's got a hundred and seventy-seven million in a bag. I feel I got to help him 'cause his story is so sad. it was just like a scene in an intrigue film and I'm still not convinced that it wasn't for real