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Talkin' That Shit
Williams, Jeff (feat. Hall, Lamar)
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Yo, you can catch me rolling with the best
And shooting at the rest
Everyday, common men, never change, old quests
But, Professor, sit calm for the lecture
'Cause I'm about to dig deep in your brains like Lecter (motherfucker)
Food for thought to the masters in the crowd
Pay attention as you listen while these speakers bang loud
And if it's hard to digest, then I suggest that you turn a deaf ear
To these words I manifest
No doubt I got my hustle game strong, and my knuckle game, too
Homie, wanna prove me wrong?
A ferocious competitor
Rap season veteran
Bringin' mad color to the track like melanin
Givin' the shoutout to these clowns that I'm better than
Give up the rap and find some other shit to settle in
But if you still want dram dram, here's my address
Im at seven eight Chestnut West, motherfucker
Every time you see me I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Each and every day I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Every time you see me I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Each and every day I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Round two
You know I come stormin' out my corner
My opponent don't want it cause he's sweatin' like he in a sauna
Look at his trainer and his cut man screaming'
Throw the towel in man 'cause he's given me a beating that's real
Give less than a fuck how you feel
They say they bustin' spades
But y'all know the deal
I'm holding all the aces, got it locked, signed, and sealed
And it's over, time to deliver your last meal
I'm arrogant and cocky
Brash full of moxie
You'll burn straight to ash if you ever try to stop me
You better off takin' notes to try and copy
My style but its impossible to mock me
So think again, homie
You can't win, homie
Nobody's fuckin' with society's in-homie
My trademark S-E to the Grave
Come see me motherfucker if you really feeling brave, bitch
Every time you see me I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Each and every day I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Every time you see me I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Each and every day I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
You're dealin with Dorchester dog
Roxbury rebel
Mattapan menace
Most of Boston is a ghetto
On a whole 'nother level, people keep their heavy metal
Be it mic's or machine guns 'cause we gotta score to settle
Echo, a gunshot, for some blocks is
So loud it can make the whole city jump
But the streets stay bloody, and dog, that's my word
People been out here so long they become part of the curve
But that's the foundation of this dude that you're hearing
Strikin' fear in the hearts of faith, when I'm out fearing
The real gonna ride, show respect, mega heart
'Cause they recognize that I've been the same from the start
I never gave a fuck
Don't give a fuck
Won't give a fuck
Don't like it, tough luck
I'm the dude you love to hate
And always will be, till they kill me I'mma still be talking that shit
Every time you see me I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Each and every day I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Every time you see me I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Each and every day I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Every time you see me I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Each and every day I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Every time you see me I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Each and every day I'll be talking that shit, talking that shit, talking that shit
Motherfucker
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