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Tech N9ne – Talk lyrics

Sheesh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, all you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life
Yeah

Err body want to run their mouth
Telling hella stories about the things they did
Pull up on ’em, I’ll show up on it
South son a nigga like I raised a kid
Only speak about it if I be about it
We can see about it, make it quick
When it come to spitting who the f**k you kidding
Y’all ain’t never did it like I did
Internet, it made me rich
I’m getting richer, taking pictures
With some women, admit it, this life is different
You don’t get it
Every sentence killing, make a couple million and quit it
Got niggas in Tippy tryna get it
The life of Futuristic, I can give it to ’em
Put a rapper on the team
Take ’em on tour, now he really into something
I been around the globe a couple times
I ain’t had to sign but it’s still an option
Got a lot of gwalla
Made a lot of dollars
Own a lot of land, Davy Crockett
Got your girly on a tour bus
She don’t watch Barney but your baby bopping
Hit it then I get up on the road
I’ma do my dance like it’s Sadie Hawkins
Boy I got the sauce, that’s true
Girl, I’m living proof
Tie your tennis shoes, you tripping
I ain’t in the mood nah
Y’all ain’t really about this life
Took a couple notes from Tech N9ne
Young nigga got the best rhymes
Don’t run your mouth for less right
Spit it like the cinnamon challenge
I was the kid with the talent
Now I can make it balance when I go out
Spittin’ fire like a cigarette lighter
Got to get it in tighter
Want me to get up inside her
Then I got to bounce
Got six businesses, two houses
Mormon life, a few spouses
A cool account, still getting bigger
Ain’t a damn thing you could do about it
I’m gone

All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life

Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
You ain’t really ’bout that life

fu***n’ about it, then being about it, now what
They don’t be havin’ it when nigga down on the gut
They be the people that talk up a lot of BS
And they really countin’ me less
I can never shout it enough
Frickin’ incredible hits, R-B
Rippin’ a level, the kids hard me
Givin’ the nation a big dark spree
When I make the music biz marquee
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Innovator, I am not a criminal
This why they women wanna shot at genitals
I’m maximum, they sayin’ I’m the minimal
We’re talkin’ cheaper than a Dollar General
Haters hearin’ me spit it, s**t it
Goin’ ahead and admit it, quit it
Stay stalkin’, they talkin’
Tellin’ the people that I’m wicked, wicked
Fat stacks, we ballin’
That stacks be callin’
Rap after me, that’s actually wack, that’s why he stallin’
Rule is ’round to get hurt, ain’t it?
Dudes around us since birth, tenant
True the lies’ll get worse
Alarmin’ then merk around for this shirt, painted
They don’t know that when the planet drop
I’m ’bout to take the rap into a colder degree
Everything I ever wanted from the record business
They gon’ hand it over to me
They gonna really see the soul of a G
Ridin’ rowdy with the flow of the sea
Everybody want the musical virus
I give it to ’em like Ebola disease
I’m on a mission to get fish
Shoppin’ up enough and I rip it to get swish
Anybody wanna become a gynecologist
They droppin’, ain’t if I actin’ a big bi**h
Try to rap me, I’d a pappy, why you ‘ttackin’
‘Cause you never knew a demon inside a black kid
And never ninja fu***n’ with a flier record
Deep in America, anyone would die to trap me
Tech-a, Nin-a, Futur-istic, we all goin’ more crazy!
Takin’ everybody’s money, even takin’ your lady!
Makin’ movies with her like I’m motherfuckin’ Scorsese!
This is dedicated to my homie up in Florida
Rest in peace WarBaby, let’s go!

All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life
You ain’t really ’bout that life

f**k up out my way, yeah
I don’t play it safe, yeah
When you from the bottom, you hit harder like a bass
They don’t wanna see me on top though
Magic on me like Lonzo
I’ma level up, it’s so exciting
They don’t understand me like I’m Mike Tyson
Haters, I need you, I think that I like it
Feedin’ me motivation with a diet
I’ma keep grinding, continue to eat
Think you a boss and I’m takin’ a knee
Know that you scared ’cause you are what you eat
Chargin’ up, man, I’m gon’ need a receipt
Niggas be thinkin’ I felt it at Disney
But then they show up and it’s Beauty and Beast
Think that you know me just ’cause my exterior
I am the weirdo and I am superior
Funny how niggas be ringing alarm
When you wanna rise and I’m like, “One at a time”
Niggas is actors, remember your lines
I seen this movie like 300 times
Kickin’ you off of my mountain, it’s mine
I just want everybody to know (yeah)
We not goin’ away (yeah)
You don’t do your place (yeah)
I came at my door, I’m like “Hello” (yeah)
Won’t leave me alone (yeah)
I am on the phone (yeah)
Leave a message when you hear the tone
Hold up
If you wanna get it, then you get it
I’m playin’ all the position like I’m Kobe, like I’m Shaq
I’m like Kyrie Irving, I’m dishing anybody not so Futuristic
And they get the business
Don’t do that
You messin’ with us but it’s too late
You not on our level, nigga, please just tie your shoelace
You trippin’

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