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T.I. - No More Talk lyrics
[Verse 1] I'm either running for my life or I'm just waiting to die I'm the supplier of the fire if you're chasing a high It's never, when or why, it's the way that he die Did he stand like a man till the day that he die Or was he reaching for guns or trying to run Or was he outside on the lawn in front of his son And if ya, running your mouth you can die in the slum Cuz in the, south where I'm from they dying for crumbs You can die for your Patna's or die for ya moms Or you could die cuz your nigga just heard the alarm, just stealing Or die in a plane they say it's a bomb When they run it into a tower, they just say it's Saddam Screaming Allah the moment that it's hitting the building With total disregard for all men women and children See niggaz get killed when, people mix they money with feelings I'm filling my money up in the wall some in the ceiling I'm just one of the millions of niggaz who ? It's a war going on and they killing for nothing We were in denial all awhile they where flicking the buttons I'd rather be dying for something instead of living for nothing End of discussion [Chorus] Hey, ain't no more talk Just start killing niggaz off till ain't no more chalk Or no mo' tape, to outline no mo' scenes Or no mo' crimes, no mo' dying for no mo' phenes Or no mo' rims and thing's and no mo' green And no mo' chains and ring's that go bling bling And no mo' passionate rapping and so it seems It's just these talent less rappers they all acting And I know, so ain't no mo' talk Just start killing niggaz off till ain't no mo' chalk Or no mo' tape, to outline no mo' scenes Or no mo' crimes, no mo' dying for no mo' phenes Or no mo' rims and thing's and no mo' green And no mo' chains and ring's that go bling bling And no mo' passionate rapping and so it seems It's just these talent less rappers they all acting And I know [Verse 2] Yeah they said it wasn't no mo' green for no mo' grind No mo' room for no mo' kings and no more crown to be given but by no means Am I any more conceited than this game needed And if I say it believe it, I'm running the region, you see it Popping and blowing, I'm stopping I'm going I'm just, telling, you knowing, you sleeping, or hating And I don't care what you niggaz is thinking or saying About, you know who, the one who say you know what, do you know where But you the best cuz you goin' care Now I ain't think so either, but we know greed'll make ya Do strange thang's if we ain't people And if ya, busting bout nothing, than we ain't equal You just cussing for nothing and poisoning people And it's embarrassing laughing at all of your songs And you can hate me right now but you'll miss me 'fore long, when I'm gone. [Chorus] |
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