T.I. Lyrics

Album: TRAP MUZIK

No More Talk Lyrics

[Verse 1]

 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 till 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 ya, running your mouth you can die in the slum

 Cuz in the, south where I'm from they dying for crumbs

 You can die for your Patna's or die for ya moms

 Or you could die cuz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz who ?

 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

 

 [Chorus]

 Hey, ain't no more talk

 Just start killing niggaz 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' 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, so ain't no mo' talk

 Just start killing niggaz 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

 

 [Verse 2]

 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 niggaz 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

 

 [Chorus]