Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No More Talk, artist - T.I..
Date of issue: 18.08.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No More Talk |
I’m either running for my life or I’m just waiting to die |
I’m the supplier of the fire if you’re chasing a high |
It’s never when or why; |
it’s the way that he die |
Did he stand like a man 'til the day that he die? |
Or was he reaching for guns or trying to run |
Or was he outside on the lawn in front of his son |
And if you running your mouth you can die in the slum |
'Cause in the south where I’m from they dying for crumbs |
You can die for your partners or die for your moms |
Or you could die cause your nigga just heard the alarm, just stealing |
Or die in a plane—they say it’s a bomb |
When they run it into a tower—they just say it’s Saddam |
Screaming Allah the moment that it’s hitting the building |
With total disregard for all men women and children |
See niggas get killed when people mix they money with feelings |
I’m filling my money up in the wall some in the ceiling |
I’m just one of the millions of niggas who bucking |
It’s a war going on and they killing for nothing |
We were in denial all awhile they where flicking the buttons |
I’d rather be dying for something instead of living for nothing |
End of discussion |
Hey, ain’t no more talk |
Just start killing niggas off till ain’t no more chalk |
Or no mo' tape, to outline no mo' scenes |
Or no mo' crimes, no mo' dying for no mo' fiends |
Or no mo' rims and thing’s and no mo' green |
And no mo' chains and ring’s that go bling bling |
And no mo' passionate rapping and so it seems |
It’s just these talent less rappers they all acting |
And I know, so ain’t no mo' talk |
Just start killing niggas off till ain’t no mo' chalk |
Or no mo' tape, to outline no mo' scenes |
Or no mo' crimes, no mo' dying for no mo' phenes |
Or no mo' rims and thing’s and no mo' green |
And no mo' chains and ring’s that go bling bling |
And no mo' passionate rapping and so it seems |
It’s just these talent less rappers they all acting |
And I know |
Yeah they said it wasn’t no mo' green for no mo' grind |
No mo' room for no mo' kings and no more crown to be given but by no means |
Am I any more conceited than this game needed |
And if I say it believe it, I’m running the region, you see it |
Popping and blowing, I’m stopping I’m going |
I’m just, telling, you knowing, you sleeping, or hating |
And I don’t care what you niggas is thinking or saying |
About, you know who, the one who say you know what, do you know where |
But you the best cuz you goin' care |
Now I ain’t think so either, but we know greed’ll make ya |
Do strange thang’s if we ain’t people |
And if ya, busting bout nothing, than we ain’t equal |
You just cussing for nothing and poisoning people |
And it’s embarrassing laughing at all of your songs |
And you can hate me right now but you’ll miss me 'fore long, when I’m gone |