TALK'N THAT SHIT!
Killer Mike
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I just need someone to help me stay awake Because evidently Killer Mike has gone to sleep (All the player haters who be talkin' that shit Them motherfuckin' player haters who be talkin' that shit) (DJ Paul) (CY you did it, you heard?) Niggas talk to me about that woke ass shit Same niggas walkin' on some broke ass shit You see yo' words ain't worth no money I ain't spoke back, bitch All of you niggas hang together on some Brokeback shit Really y'all niggas some hoes on some hoe ass shit Look at me and take a picture on some Kodak shit What you see is a G and you envy that shit I can see it in yo' eyes like a envious bitch I'm in rooms with politicians talkin' business and shit Hear you come with your opinion, ain't solicit that shit (DJ Paul) Lola hit up DJ Paul went to Memphis and shit Pause Rest in peace to Lord Infamous, bitch I'm so underground I move like Pimp C in this bitch I bob and weave and bust on beats like Bun B in this bitch I'm feelin' like I'm Tony Draper, ballin' G in this bitch On fire like hot boy Juvi, four hundred degrees in this bitch All that chatter that you chatter 'bout my manner just don't matter I don't, I don't forth and backer I clack-clacka ratta-tatta Could be blacker could be cracka It's what ever, that's whenever Sprinkle salt, I spray pepper You play bad, I go evil I know folk, I know people I'm the shit, I go fecal You a leach, I'm a leader Humble down we ain't equal Kill yo' masters, slap yo' sifu I'm rich rollin', true blue Regal I keep a stick don't take shit and that .223 is lethal (DJ Paul) (CY) Let's go (That- that fucker talk alotta shit But shit don't impress me That- that fucker talk alotta shit) Black Boulé hate me I'm too cool, AC I don't give a f*ck if weed gettin' legal if none of my niggas ain't free Ayy, I don't give a f*ck who the president is if the president ain't for me You ain't never met a nigga like me I'm a bad nigga, I'm Stagger Lee I'm a Morehouse man, Spike Lee Dope man with a plan, Fat Steve I'll kill 'em, I'm Jose Williams Unbought, unbossed, I'm chillin' Tryna get it out the mud off the muscle Tryna get it like the late Herman Russel I'm yearnin' like Alonzo Herman I'm the new q-ball, I'm earnin' First rule you better understand You dealin' with a real black man If I said it I meant, it I meant it like I said it 'Cause I said what I said understand So stay in yo place lil' man Commentin' on the TV channel I guarantee you never seen a nigga like me 'Cause they only make these in Atlanta (That fucker talk alotta shit But shit don't impress me That- that fucker talk alotta shit (But shit don't impress me)
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Written by: Michael Render, Paul D. Beauregard, Tim Moore
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