TALK’N THAT SHIT! Lyrics

TALK’N THAT SHIT! Lyrics

[Part 1]

[Intro]
I just need someone to help me stay awake
Because evidently, Killer Mike has gone to sleep
(DJ Paul)
(TWhy, you did it, you heard?)

[Verse 1]
Niggas talk to me about that woke-ass sh*t (Yeah)
Same niggas walkin' on some broke-ass sh*t
You see, your words ain't worth no money, I ain't spoke back, b**ch
All of you niggas hang together on some Brokeback sh*t
Really, y'all niggas some hoes, on some ho-ass sh*t
Look at me and take a picture, on some Kodak sh*t
What you see is a G and you envy that sh*t
I can see it in your eyes like a envious b**ch
I'm in rooms with politicians talking business and sh*t
Hear you come with your opinion, ain't solicit that sh*t
Lola hit up DJ Paul, went to Mеmphis and sh*t
Pause, rest in peacе to Lord Infamous, b**ch
I'm so underground, I move like Pimp C in this b**ch
I bob and weave and bust on beats like Bun B in this b**ch
I'm feeling like I'm Tony Draper, Ball and G in this b**ch
On fire like Hot Boy Juvi', four hundred degrees in this b**ch

[Part 2]

[Verse 2]
All that chatter that you chatter 'bout my matter just don't matter
I don't— I don't forth and backer, I clack-clacka-rata-tata
Could be blacker, could be cracker
It's whatever, that's whenever
Sprinkle salt, I spray pepper
You play bad, I go evil
I know folk, I know people
I'm the sh*t, I go fecal
You a leech, I'm a leader
Humble down, we ain't equal
Kill your master, slap your sifu
I'm rich rollin', true blue regal
I keep a stick, don't take sh*t, and that .223 is lethal

[Part 3]

[Verse 3]
Black Boulé they hate me
I'm too cool, AC
I don't give a f**k if weed gettin' legal if none of my niggas ain't free
Ayy, I don't give a f**k 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 kill 'em, I'm Hosea Williams
Unbought, unbossed, I'm chillin'
Tryna get it out the mud off the muscle
Tryna get it like the late Herman Russell
I'm yearning like Alonzo Herndon
I'm the new Q-Ball, I'm earnin'
First rule you better understand
You dealing 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 your place, lil' man
Commentin' on the TV channel
I guarantee you never seen a nigga like me 'cause they only make these in Atlanta
[Outro]
She a slum
You know what I'm sayin'?
'Bout how great we are
She a slum