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lirik lagu bless (can) - talkin to me

[intro: guru, bless & [?]]
yo, son, you know we ripped that show, right?
that sh~t was off the chains tonight
oh, beautiful, oh boy, oh boy
there’s a few hunnies trying to get at you, too, son
this cool
nah, man, i’m more concerned about this paper, dog
true indeed
yo, bless, you wanna battle?
you think you all that ’cause you a guru, right?
oh, sh~t, i know he ain’t talking to you

[chorus: bless & guru]
you talking to me?
i don’t even know you, kid
don’t believe this sh~t is real, we gonna show you, kid
you talking to me?
you see, i’m well~respected, well~connected
watch as me sell these records
you talking to me?
speak up
i heard you mumble
heard you talking
still got the nerve to stun you
you ain’t talking to me
i ain’t got nothing to say
leave emcees empty~handed with like nothing to spray
[verse 2: guru]
you ain’t talking to me, kid
i’ve been in these streets
been in the game
never snitched
that’s a sin in these streets
witness the fact that when i’m ripping this track
it’s similar to a trigger when i’m lifting it back
stiffening flat with my misc and twisted attack
how you call your sh~t rap?
you need to sit in the back
i be in montreal or m.i.a lounging while fake players front moves
just to make a thounsand
i’m out for the mills
i’m out for the k!ll
the time you get touched is when you doubt that i will
the corner still hot
informer still plot
some suckers go for it, but i will not
like new york, i corrupt cops
the dog get enough props
who is he?
ballhead slizzy
here’s where the buck stops
can’t help n0body if they don’t want help
or if they want your spot
or if they want your wealth
spitting the truth is never awkward for me
i’m game tight
talk sl!ck, but you ain’t talking to me
got you swallowing words
copping a plea
you d~ck riders ain’t c~ck blocking the g
[chorus: bless & guru]
you talking to me?
i don’t even know you, kid
don’t believe this sh~t is real, we gonna show you, kid
you talking to me?
you see, i’m well~respected, well~connected
watch as me sell these records
you talking to me?
speak up
i heard you mumble
heard you talking
still got the nerve to stun you
you ain’t talking to me
i ain’t got nothing to say
leave emcees empty~handed with like nothing to spray

[verse 3: bless]
i’m just a poet
with the heart of a jazz man
creating this music
get me harder than a lap dance
i view this time as my first and my last chance
to capitalize on my furure and past plans
too many burners
you could catch a fast tan
i don’t look you i the eyes
i’m concetrating on your hands
and a hustler’s a hustler
i could respect that
but i’m an assh0l~
you need to accept that
and scratch my back like my spine was a vestax
i’m sh~tting on cats like i was sponsored by ex~lax
it’s a wrap when i blast that
f~ck selling my soul
my flow will cop me that s~class
we do what we do fro endless ends
all i ride ferrari beats and mercedes pens
with a stick shift for all my lady friends
no wonder why y’all hating now
with no hating to the end

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