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What We Talkin' About Lyrics - Artist : Jay-Z
Blueprint, trois
Yeah, yeah What we talking 'bout? Real shit or we talking 'bout rhymes? You talking 'bout millions or you talking 'bout mine? What we talking 'bout? 'Cause I ain't got time For what people be talking 'bout all the time What we talking 'bout? Fiction or we talking 'bout fact? You talking 'bout fiction? Hold up, pardon my back I'm talking 'bout life (Life, life) And all I hear is, "Oh yeah, he keeps talking 'bout crack" I ain't talking 'bout profit, I'm talking 'bout pain I'm talking 'bout despair, I'm talking 'bout shame I ain't talking 'bout gossip, I ain't talking 'bout Game I ain't talking 'bout Jimmy, I ain't talking 'bout Dame I'm talking 'bout real shit, them people playing What is you talking 'bout? I don't know what y'all saying People keep talking 'bout, "Hov, take it back!" I'm doing better than before, why would I do that? Ain't nothing cool 'bout carrying a strap 'Bout worrying your moms and burying your best cat I'm talking 'bout revenge while carrying his casket All teary-eyed, 'bout to take it to a mattress I'm talking 'bout music, I ain't talking 'bout rap You talking 'bout who's hot, I ain't talking 'bout that The conversation is changed, let's yap about that I don't run rap no more, I run the map They talk, we live We see what they say, they say, they say I see what y'all talking about, ha ha They talk, we did Who cares what they say, they say, they say? Chyeah, still they can't focus on them, they be talking 'bout me Talking 'bout what I wear, talking 'bout where I be Yeah, check out my hair, these ain't curls, these is peas Peasey head still get paid, I'm combing through Gs Please, we ain't focused on naps 'Cause I don't run rap no more, I run the map A small part of the reason the President is black I told him I got him when he hit me on the jack Talking 'bout progress, I ain't looking back You know I run track, try not to get lapped People keep talking 'bout Hov left 'em flat Tryna rewrite history, let's talk about facts Dame made millions, even Jaz made some scraps He could've made more but he ain't sign his contract As far as street guys, we was dealing crack That's just how the game goes, I don't owe nobody jack Grown men, want me to sit 'em on my lap But I don't have a beard and Santa Claus ain't black I repeat, you can't sit on my lap I don't have a beard, now get off my sack—scream at me! They talk, we live We see what they say, they say, they say They talk, we did Who cares what they say, they say, they say? Blueprint 3 And now that that's that, let's talk about the future We have just seen the dream as predicted by Martin Luther Now you could choose to sit in front of your computer Posing with guns, shooting YouTube up Or you could come with me to the White House, get your suit up You stuck on being hardcore, I chuck the deuce up Peace out Medusa Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tre-piece, Jay-Z your tutor Tooter of my own horn, beep beep, moo ya Rass clot when rude boy come through with the roof up So I could see the sky 'Cause everybody talking Hov, I think we know why They talk, we live We see what they say, they say, they say They talk, we did Who cares what they say, they say, they say? They say They say |
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