MOUNTAIN BROTHERS - I'm Talkin Bout You!!! lyrics

rate me

Take these words, think it through

I'm nasty raw, I'm a planet you're an asteroid

Gave your mom another shot at life she asked to abort

Tap your jaws, get out the door or I might wax yours

After I mack your whore you'll say that's the last straw

Yeah I'm dope arrogant, that's the whole fucking point

You're like, "That motherfucking bastard, Styles, hats off!"

You thought, what? Nah, that's not a rational thought

I'm extraordinary, you're mastering ??

When this task force attacks before you react you lost

Hate you fake frauds make you pay the cost

When I lay the law down atheists praise the lord

Half the shit you cats talk you don't do, that's soft

Had your jawn, she had all of my joints

Smacked that ass back and forth like a basketball court

You could try to rap something but you're wack of course

You're record got a solid dot in consumer report

If you don't elevate hiphop and ain't saying nothing new

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

If you take this personal and you getting irate

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

If you're decent off the top but can't write a fucking rhyme

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

And if you think that I might be talking bout you

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

Son step up if you don't wanna survive

Your style ain't really working like cats a quarter to five

Thought you were fly, what's worse is you honestly tried

Took your heart your pride left you in a corner to cry

My style you bit. If you didn't, you're thinking it admit it

You're on my diddy, while all you dirty hoes be at the clinic

Faking moves, talking shit that ain't even the truth

Don't make me introduce your sphincter to my boot

I don't give a flying fuck if you're signed or what

A deal with big buck records, guess what? You still SUCK!!

Styles Infinite, steady pulling cats' cards

You think you're dope cuz you're average in a below average squad

Wanna diss but can't approach. Hiding like a phantom ghost

An emperor in your mind. In life, no skills and no flows

My name is Styles, daily dissing wack bitches

I tapped the mistress. Yes, I have pictures

I hate non-creating, non-contemplating wannabe emcees

That's afraid to state the truth, and if that category fits then I'm

talking bout you

If you're still talking about fashion and clothes

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

If you're a half ass rapper with half ass shows

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

If you used to be dope and now you fell the fuck off

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

And if there's one nice rapper in your whole crew and it ain't you

I'm talking bout you!!

If you think that you're nice but you really ain't really nice

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

If you ain't feeling my style but still listening to this record

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

And if for once just for kicks, I'm talking bout you

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

If you think you're up here when you're really down here

Guess what? I'm talking bout you!!

Take this words, think it through

BIATCH!