Lyrics Talk - Illy, Kira Puru

Talk

I hear 'em talk, but I’m not listening
I hear 'em talk, but I don’t hear a thing
I hear 'em talk, but I’m not listening
And everywhere I turn turn turn turn…
I feel my ears burning, whispers turn to a roar
Play games till the curtain call
Till the truth ain’t heard no more
Burdens fall like sunlight
(Seel like brick)
Watch that word go round, too loud, turn that down
And face that furnace now, burn them bridges down
I keep my kicks clean, my name clean
My aim high, they waist deep
They play with fire they change themes
They-They lie, they-they cheat please…
Leave that trash talk in the gutter
Ain’t fuck to the gutter in a minute yo
With all there like a back bone
But I wonder what the motives are but you never know!
I hear rumours let them be
I hear that truth sets you free
Less you want, less you need, just after space, let me breathe
I’m above that «he-said-she-said» leave that shit to the gossip columns
They can comb that top-to-bottom
Their issue, not my problem
I don’t see how we should care what they speak about
Fact is they’ll always be story tellers as long as there is people to tell
People gonna take the fact, twist the fact we package and re-sell
I don’t blink or skip a beat I shake their hand I wish 'em well
I’m yelling
It’s an earthquake, all you can make is noise about my life
It’s a battlefield when shit gets real, I’ll leave you behind
It’s an earthquake, all you can make is noise about my life
It’s a battlefield when shit gets real, I’ll leave you behind
They tell them white lies, they blindside
They drop bombs, they pile drive
They spark they spread like wild fire
Same times I light mine up
We-we move in the same circles
All work in our own angles
Note from that gate it’ll hurt you
But you don’t earn what you don’t handle
Never in a noose knot
If I’m going down, going down with my boots on
Ha, fuck rules brah
Show me a good loser I show you a loser
Most of you loyal when it suits you
But I ain’t immune to manoeuvres
Shit I ain’t afraid of a little dirt
Just say the word we’ll do this
I’m baptised in fire ain’t been burnt well
Once or twice but lesson learnt
Cold revenge the sweetest thing and
Success best way that served
So Bon appetit you can eat your words and
Get what you deserve
Get what, get what you deserve
I feel like «gossip, gossip» never the truth
Ain’t got nothing better to do
After the lowest levels been stooped
What comes next for you?
Make your move we can go to battle
Words are weapons loaded barrel
Cause if I click this trigger finger watch how fast this travels like…
I can pound, pound, pound on my chest
I can beat down the dark with my iron fist
Your shit don’t weigh me down no more
I stand tall and proud while you run your mouth
I can pound, pound, pound on my chest
I can beat down the dark with my iron fist
Your shit don’t weigh me down no more
I stand tall and proud while you run your mouth
It’s an earthquake, all you can make is noise about my life
It’s a battlefield when shit gets real, I’ll leave you behind
It’s an earthquake, all you can make is noise about my life
It’s a battlefield when shit gets real, I’ll leave you behind