LATYRX - Bad News lyrics

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[Chorus:]

Bad News travels fast

and if it's about you you'll probably hear 'bout it last

but when they press up

and check up

and they ask

you gotta keep perspective on the future and the past

and laugh

while they keep talkin'

talk, talk, talkin,

chicken heads keep squawkin'

power of the spoken word is infinite

you can tell

cuz people are always talking

talking on the run, talking while walking,

talking in line, talking in circles,

talking in time all over the world

talkin' 'bout whatever's on their mind- that's fine

talkin' 'bout who they hawkin, who they watchin, who they clockin,

who they heard was up to something poppin'

always talkin' about who they remember and who's forgotten

who's rockin' the set and who's floppin', droppin' out

talkin' 'bout people from the cradle to the coffin

talkin' 'bout people, talkin' 'bout people, talkin' 'bout people,

talkin' 'bout people non-stop talkin' often

[Chorus]

People talk shit

their minds reinforce it

spittin' out words and thoughts that are amorphous

pushin' sloppy sound out of their vocal orifice

like it ain't bein' recorded

sometimes a words scorch is worse than torches

whats more

is the talk aint uniform or rehearsed

it's the richest, the poorest,

from CEO boardrooms to porches to alley ways and gutters

from coast to coast, east to west, south to north

it's people talking of course!

like life is a courtroom

most bullshittin' from midnight to high noon and back again

Blacks and the Blacker thans

Whites and the Africans

far to little action far to much satisfaction

in philanderin' usin' sex like a sedative

repetitive like rhetoric

I'm bettin' ya think ya nice cuz you give free add-vice right?

but unless you got a tight alternative it's best to let it just live!

and raise the octave up to the positive

even though they try and stop you up

arteries cloggeded

the Black man targeted that's how they set it off, they said it

but in the end it will be only them that's effected by they negative vibe

I know it hurts, there is no indigestion worse

than that which comes from having to eat your own word(s),

I heard two(2) people need not bicker in a burning home

but some people know how to live everybodies life but their own so,

here's the poem dedicated

to the hatred propagated by the ill-fated

snakes that's waitin' in grass

those that talk the most got the least to say

but that ain't nothin' new

and it ain't even really all that