Killer Mike - TALK'N THAT SHIT! lyrics
Killer Mike [Michael Santiago Render] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Killer Mike - TALK'N THAT SHIT! lyrics]
I just need someone to help me stay awake
Because evidently
Killer Mike has gone to sleep (DJ Paul)
(TWhy, you did it, you heard?)
Niggas talk to me about that woke-ass shit
Same niggas walkin' on some broke-ass shit
You see, your words ain't worth no
Money, I ain't spoke back, bitch
All of you niggas hang together
On some Brokeback shit
Really, y'all niggas some hoes
On some ho-ass shit
Look at me and take a picture
On some Kodak shit
What you see is a G and you envy that shit
I can see it in your
Eyes like an envious bitch
I'm in rooms with politicians
Talking business and shit
Hear you come with your opinion
Ain't solicit that shit
Lola hit up DJ Paul, went to Memphis and shit
Pause, rest in peace to Lord Infamous, bitch
I'm so underground
I move like Pimp C in this bitch
I bob and weave and bust on beats
Like Bun B in this bitch
I'm feeling like I'm Tony Draper
Ball and G in this bitch
On fire like Hot Boy Juvi'
Four hundred degrees in this bitch
All that chatter that you chatter 'bout
My matter just don't matter
I don't I don't forth and backer
I clack-clacka rata tata
Could be blacker, could be cracker
It's whatever, that's whenever
Sprinkle salt, I spray pepper
You play bad, I go evil
I know folk, I know people
I'm the shit, I go fecal
You a leech, I'm a leader
Humble down, we ain't equal
Kill your master, slap your sifu
I'm rich rollin', true blue regal
I keep a stick, don't take shit
And that 223 is lethal
Black Boulé hate me i'm too cool, AC
I don't give a fuck if weed gettin' legal
If none of my niggas ain't free
Ayy, I don't give a fuck who the president
Is if the president ain't for me
You ain't never met a nigga like me
I'm a bad nigga, I'm Stagger Lee
I'm a Morehouse man, Spike Lee
Dope man with a plan, Fat Steve
I kill 'em, I'm Hosea Williams
Unbought, unbossed, I'm chillin'
Tryna get it out the mud off the muscle
Tryna get it like the late Herman Russell
I'm yearning like Alonzo Herndon
I'm the new Q-Ball, I'm earning
First rule you better understand
You dealing with a real Black man
If I said it, I meant it, I meant it like
I said it 'cause I said what I said
Understand? So stay in your place, lil' man
Commentin' on the TV channel
I guarantee you never seen a nigga like me
'cause they only make these in Atlanta
Because evidently
Killer Mike has gone to sleep (DJ Paul)
(TWhy, you did it, you heard?)
Niggas talk to me about that woke-ass shit
Same niggas walkin' on some broke-ass shit
You see, your words ain't worth no
Money, I ain't spoke back, bitch
All of you niggas hang together
On some Brokeback shit
Really, y'all niggas some hoes
On some ho-ass shit
Look at me and take a picture
On some Kodak shit
What you see is a G and you envy that shit
I can see it in your
Eyes like an envious bitch
I'm in rooms with politicians
Talking business and shit
Hear you come with your opinion
Ain't solicit that shit
Lola hit up DJ Paul, went to Memphis and shit
Pause, rest in peace to Lord Infamous, bitch
I'm so underground
I move like Pimp C in this bitch
I bob and weave and bust on beats
Like Bun B in this bitch
I'm feeling like I'm Tony Draper
Ball and G in this bitch
On fire like Hot Boy Juvi'
Four hundred degrees in this bitch
All that chatter that you chatter 'bout
My matter just don't matter
I don't I don't forth and backer
I clack-clacka rata tata
Could be blacker, could be cracker
It's whatever, that's whenever
Sprinkle salt, I spray pepper
You play bad, I go evil
I know folk, I know people
I'm the shit, I go fecal
You a leech, I'm a leader
Humble down, we ain't equal
Kill your master, slap your sifu
I'm rich rollin', true blue regal
I keep a stick, don't take shit
And that 223 is lethal
Black Boulé hate me i'm too cool, AC
I don't give a fuck if weed gettin' legal
If none of my niggas ain't free
Ayy, I don't give a fuck who the president
Is if the president ain't for me
You ain't never met a nigga like me
I'm a bad nigga, I'm Stagger Lee
I'm a Morehouse man, Spike Lee
Dope man with a plan, Fat Steve
I kill 'em, I'm Hosea Williams
Unbought, unbossed, I'm chillin'
Tryna get it out the mud off the muscle
Tryna get it like the late Herman Russell
I'm yearning like Alonzo Herndon
I'm the new Q-Ball, I'm earning
First rule you better understand
You dealing with a real Black man
If I said it, I meant it, I meant it like
I said it 'cause I said what I said
Understand? So stay in your place, lil' man
Commentin' on the TV channel
I guarantee you never seen a nigga like me
'cause they only make these in Atlanta