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xv – talk my shit lyrics

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[intro:]
can i talk my sh-t again? can i talk my sh-t again?
can i talk my sh-t again? lemme talk my sh-t again

[verse 1: xv]
quote, unquote, over dope, crack with a dose of c-ke
show my roots bare so yeah, they should know i float
coming to america with dreams in an overcoat
diving in queens like a king trying to sow his own
s-xual chocolate, give me the mic and i’m gonna make it off it
then i just drop it, ahem clear my throat of that bull
but when it come to sh-t my n-gg-, i still talk it
yeah, still walking in star war forces, still eat beats n-gg-, all four courses
still stay swerving like i’m in kentucky derby
the way i be pushing out all twelve horses
still winning while they all yell forfeit
still killing rappers, leaving all h-ll corpses
still with my crew in the silent two fortress, splitting up money like divorces

[hook:]
so can i talk my sh-t again while i get it in?
and they sit around, acting like i didn’t win
hope they made room for my crew to get it in
and i’m a be cool in this throne i’m sitting in
talk my sh-t, talk my sh-t, please excuse me while i talk my sh-t
talk my sh-t, talk my sh-t, please excuse me while i talk my sh-t
can i talk my sh-t again? can i talk my sh-t again?
can i talk my sh-t again? lemme talk my sh-t again

[verse 2: xv]
this is pound sign vizzy zone, please tell my city i’m give and go
so you can probably expect mini clones, xxl didn’t expect xv to excel
so before i enrolled, i was expelled, don’t worry though
i’m fine, that sh-t don’t eclipse me, it ain’t blocking my shine
’cause with my rhymes, i be on the cover of home and garden
and still be the coldest artist, i’m cold regardless
flow is heartless, i know where i’m going like a homing target
they know he flawless when he came in the city with chiddy bang
and busy in any lane and they know when the vizzy bang
crazy how sh-t’s changed in nine months
steve jobs couldn’t feel the b-tches that i touch
please god, give your boy a hand when his times’ up
until then, i’m a keep tearing these rhymes up

[hook 2:]
so can i talk my sh-t again while i get it in?
and they sit around, acting like i didn’t win
hope they made room for my crew to get it in
and i’m a be cool in this throne i’m sitting in
talk my sh-t, talk my sh-t, please excuse me while i talk my sh-t
talk my sh-t, talk my sh-t, please excuse me while i talk my sh-t
so can i talk my sh-t again while i get it in?
and they sit around, acting like i didn’t win
hope they made room for my crew to get it in
and i’m a be cool in this throne i’m sitting in
talk my sh-t, talk my sh-t, please excuse me while i talk my sh-t
talk my sh-t, talk my sh-t, please excuse me while i talk my sh-t
can i talk my sh-t again?



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