Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Talk to Me, artist - Run the Jewels. Date of issue: 24.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Talk to Me |
| We return from the depths of the badlands |
| With a gun and a knife in our waistband |
| Went to war with the Devil and Shaitan |
| He wore a bad toupee and a spray tan |
| So high now, hoping that I land |
| On a Thai stick, moving through Thailand |
| On the radio, heard a plane hijack |
| Government did that like they cooked crack |
| I move in a world of conspiracies |
| Obey no rules, I’m doing me |
| Smoke kush, transport to the airport |
| Customs found a joint in my passport |
| Pulled cash and I gave him what he asked for |
| Goddammit, it’s a motherfucking miracle |
| Small bribe, made it back into America |
| Hit Uber and maneuvered out the area |
| Rhyme animal, pit bull terrier |
| Rap terrorist, terrorize, tear it up |
| Brought gas and the matches to flare it up |
| Militant Michael might go psycho |
| On any ally or rival |
| Born Black, that’s dead on arrival |
| My job is to fight for survival |
| In spite of these #AllLivesMatter-ass white folk |
| This is spiritual warfare that you have been dealing with. |
| This is not a fight |
| that you have been dealing with flesh and blood but this is a fight against |
| principalities and evil doers and unclean spirits |
| (RTJ3 motherfuckers) |
| Brave men didn’t die face down in the Vietnam muck so I could not style on you |
| I didn’t walk uphill both ways to the booth and back to not wile on you |
| You think baby Jesus killed Hitler just so I’d whisper? |
| And you’re safe and sound and these crooks tapped your phone to not have a file |
| on you? |
| What, me worry? |
| Nah, buddy, I’ve lost before, so what? |
| You don’t get it, I’m dirt, motherfucker, I can’t be crushed |
| Fuckers, open the books up and stop bullshitting the kid |
| My dick got a Michelin star, I’m on par with the best ever took the gig |
| I’m a super cat, from don dada to dusk, don’t bother to touch |
| I got firm clutch on the grip and the bucks |
| I might ghost ride a tank, take a ride to the bank |
| I’m the son of Rick Rubin rushing full-thrust |
| Don’t flash weak shit to the Shark Tank judge |
| Talk real good 'cause I’m smart and stuff |
| We a good crew to fuck with, better to love |
| I told y’all suckers, I told y’all suckers. |
| I told y’all on RTJ1, |
| then I told ya again on RTJ2, and you still ain’t believe me. |
| So here we go, |
| RTJ3 |
| Talk to me |
| (RTJ) |
| Talk to me |