Letra de TALK’N THAT SHIT! - Killer Mike

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?)

Niggas talk to me about that woke-ass shit

Same niggas walkin' on some broke-ass shit

You see, your 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 ho-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 your eyes like an envious bitch

I'm in rooms with politicians talking business and shit

Hear you come with your opinion, ain't solicit that shit

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 feeling like I'm Tony Draper, Ball and G in this bitch

On fire like Hot Boy Juvi', four hundred degrees in this bitch

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 shit, 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 shit, and that .223 is lethal

Black Boulé hate me

I'm too cool, AC

I don't give a fuck if weed gettin' legal if none of my niggas ain't free

Ayy, I don't give a fuck 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 earning

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

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