WITNESS - Talkn Bout lyrics

rate me

Ft. Skrip & KIDD

(Verse: Skrip)

Yaw, yoyoyo, these whack rappers give me cooties

I'm on the opposite side of a Charlie Chaplin movie

I'm like Jeff Goldblum, Jurassic Park on the mic

I'm louder than ever with every single word that I write

But slavin' away, rob a hay-ve and a-pavin' the way for the down cast

Playin' charades inside of a mouse trap

(They ain't sayn nothin') so they askin' where my house at

It's in Shy Town, the north side, where the streets crack

This is D-rap, to freedom relapse

Rip em in, I'd rob a church van just to pack em in

Cuz all I wanna see is hood change

I'm tired of the lies, lux cars and the wood grain

While all we ever feelin' is that good pain

The sleuth(?) and the wounds of an abused brain

Strip clubs pack, liquor stores pack

School shut down, all they open gothotecas off his right nut

(Verse 2: KIDD)

(I would like to say sum' real quick)

(Savy!)

What we talkin' bout? What we talkin' bout?

Money on the lips of a priest, that's a deadly word

(That's a lie) We had a baby with the devil

Don't that sound absurd?

Cuz they really sayin' nothin' tryna sell the words

(That's a lie) For a couple dollas, hand it with the holy water

Make em sing a song and pray a prayer, then we back at square one

For the lonely ones that's tryna find direction

I go to church every weekend, no party, pay attention to em

(That's a lie) Feel like everyone around me really don't like me

I feel like I ain't good enough to be a christian

I feel they don't listen to me when I be speakin'

I wonder if that's why I have trouble believin'

They don't feel the broken nights and see the darkest hours

Tryna find the highest tower, then I jump off (jump!)

Could someone gimme hope? I got my neck around this rope

And I'm about to kick this chair, will they really care?

(Verse 3: Witness)

(I got sum' to say, yo)

When it comes to rhythm and bars, I get up and spar

Kill em with art, tryna gas em', I fill up a cart

Ya see my... opposition not, they not my competition

Listen, y'all trippin' if y'all don't see I'm about the mission

You people trippin', don't wanna hear what I gotta say

Tell J to follow in his will, then I'mma cast away

And the moment I speak up, they wanna silence me

Tech is history, you can't duck his dynasty

So stop the ? the politics, I'm ? for the omniens

Who flip the world with his wrist like the Omnitrix

Chicago, look how far the enemy's gone

The vision's our pro'lem

That the street Clameny is on

I seen this beautiful, I know she got ya

Lookin' backwards I seen a Satan, but you see Natasha

Uh, chosen, what this feel like?

Pen heavy, but my flow is real light