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Savannah Dexter

Gottem Talking

 

Gottem Talking

(альбом: Savages - 2021)


What the fuck they talking 'bout? I ain't tryna listen
Listen you just like to bark a lot, I ain't with the bitching
Bitch, you can get chopped in the parking lot, missing
Throw 'em in the trunk, ditch 'em
When I'm rapping this ain't fiction
All you rappers acting like you can't get smacked with it
Act different
That boy talk to much, he get cracked where his cap fitted
Hit him in the chest but it made his whole back different
Rack the mack, bad gymnastic class watch him back flipping
This ain't competition you just lying when you rap
You so broke and pissed off with your dying looking ass
Album numbers through the roof
I'm the same dude that made it through the mud with the boots
You just make an excuse
You a bitch

I ain't ever heard of ya
I ain't never said a word to ya
Ain't no telling where I might go
You can lose your life though, life though
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
I got 'em talking
(I got 'em talkin')

They judge me for how I'm living
They crucify my decisions
I murder my competition, I'm on
It's the fucks that I'm never given
If I get the premonition that you are my opposition
You're gone
Poof like a fucking magician I am what music's been missing
You're just a repetition and gone
You speak but no one listens
When I speak they pay attention
You're jealous, that's why we don't get along
Get it right or I'ma have to do you wrong
Ain't my fault nobody listens to your songs
Picking checks up while you're busy throwing stones
But you'll never hit my throne
'Cause you a bitch

I ain't ever heard of ya
I ain't never said a word to ya
Ain't no telling where I might go
You can lose your life though, life though
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
Yeah, I got 'em talking (I got 'em talkin')
(I got 'em talkin')
(I got 'em talkin')
(I got 'em talkin')

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