Talk My sh*t lyrics

by

Killer Mike


O[Intro]
Can I talk my sh*t again? Can I talk my sh*t again?
Can I talk my sh*t again? Lemme talk my sh*t again

[Verse 1: XV]
Quote, unquote, over dope, crack with a dose of coke
Show my roots bare so yeah, they should know I float
Coming to America with dreams in an overcoat
Diving in queens like a king trying to sow his own
Sexual chocolate, give me the mic and I’m gon' make it awkward
Then I just drop it, ahem clear my throat of that bull
But when it come to sh*t my n*gga, I still talk it
Yeah, still walking in star war forces
Still eat beats n*gga, all four courses
Still stay swerving like I’m in Kentucky Derby
The way that I be pushing out all twelve horses
Still winning while they all yell forfeit
Still killing rappers, leaving all pale corpses
Still with my crew in the Solitude Fortress
Splitting up money like divorces

[Hook]
So can I talk my sh*t again while I get it in?
And they sit around, acting like I didn’t win
Hope they made room for my crew to get it in
And I'mma be cool in this throne I’m sitting in
Talk my sh*t, talk my sh*t, please excuse me while I talk my sh*t
Talk my sh*t, talk my sh*t, please excuse me while I talk my sh*t
Can I talk my sh*t again? Can I talk my sh*t again?
Can I talk my sh*t again? Lemme talk my sh*t again
[Verse 2: XV]
This is pound sign Vizzy Zone, please tell my city I’m getting gone
So you can probably expect mini clones, XXL didn’t expect XV to excel
So before I enrolled, I was expelled, don’t worry though
I’m fine, that sh*t don’t eclipse me, it ain’t blocking my shine
Cause with my rhymes, I be on the cover of home and garden
And still be the coldest artist, I’m cold regardless
Flow is heartless, I know where I’m going like a homing target
They know he flawless when he came in the city with Chiddy Bang
And busy in any lane and they knowin' the Vizzy name
Crazy how sh*t’s changed in nine months
Steve Jobs couldn’t feel the b*tches that I touch
Please God, give your boy a hand when his times’ up
Until then, I'mma keep tearing these rhymes up

[Hook 2]
So can I talk my sh*t again while I get it in?
And they sit around, acting like I didn’t win
Hope they made room for my crew to get it in
And I'mma be cool in this throne I’m sitting in
Talk my sh*t, talk my sh*t, please excuse me while I talk my sh*t
Talk my sh*t, talk my sh*t, please excuse me while I talk my sh*t
So can I talk my sh*t again while I get it in?
And they sit around, acting like I didn’t win
Hope they made room for my crew to get it in
And I'mma be cool in this throne I’m sitting in
Talk my sh*t, talk my sh*t, please excuse me while I talk my sh*t
Talk my sh*t, talk my sh*t, please excuse me while I talk my sh*t
Can I talk my sh*t again?
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