Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Talk, artist - Illy. Album song Cinematic, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 10.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: ONETWO
Song language: English
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 |