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String Quartet Tribute to Hinder (The String Quartet) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · The Psychedelic Furs/Talk Talk Talk/Forever Now/Mirror Moves/Midnight to Midnight (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk [Expanded] (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk That Talk [Deluxe Version] (Rihanna) · Talk That Talk [Clean Version] (Rihanna) · Talk That Talk [Deluxe Clean Version] (Rihanna) · No Bad Talk or Loud Talk 1977-'81 (Joe Ely) · Talk Talk (George Maple) – and 90 other albums »


bread and wine
To keep me cool inside

I had a home
Inside of me

Acoustic
Acoustic loneliness

I knew a young girl by the name of Suzie
Now she
I'm strange in a lost mess
I caught a lot of shit by being different, they tried to hinder Tech
By calling him devil worshipper, surfaced up
I missed you at your daddy's place
I missed you at your uncle's place
I went to your sister's and she said I missed you by a day
Me
Remember me?  The brother who said, 'black is black'
You can come by request, I don't play, I don't dress
Get emotions off your chest, we are black, we
reflections, acoustic depth by analysis 

Vulnerable, to legal talents 

High exposure, requires, mental protection, replica 

Artificial dynamic Microsoft
from Jamaica
Straight outta my Mercedes trunk
You make me wanna roll ya up
And then you make my body slump
Which make a nigga have a gangsta lean
(Talk
Yeah, yeah, you know how me and you do

[Verse 1]
Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'
Often it's beef this city never does
a lot of shit by being different, they tried to hinder tech
By calling him devil worshipper, surfaced up on the internet
My temper gets grimmer just
to me" 

[Alternative version of second verse:] 
Loading up the barrels at the warehouse gates
Men in overalls on double rates
Put the stuff in
So you can talk to me, don't listen to him
A body like that ain't hard to feed, cause girl I'll eat you up
All in a couple of seconds, girl I'll eat
to get down
Getting ready to get down
Getting ready to get down

Now people cross the street when you walk in their direction
Talk between their teeth
for the king, huh?
Niggas even talk about your baby crazy
Eventually the pendulum swings
Don't forget America this how you made me
Come through with
Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losing is small talk
I ain't a punk, I'll slot ya, furthermore I don't
Yeah, yeah, you know how me and you do

[Verse 1]
Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'
Often it's beef this city never does
then I'm thinking somewhat old
To talk in line to blablablablablabl..
Yeah yeah.

I got funk for all why'all from me to the bid dogs
Get your asses
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
And write rhymes to inform baby not to uplift
If you want to make it all, you gotta persist (yo put me on)
Yeah, all that talk's a waste
Cause I can read
Spare me your tiny talk, kneel down and wash my feet.
Could someone, please, fly you away, out from your misery.
Suck it all in, go ahead and take
discussion!

Well, we've a little surprise.
We've got your wife on the video.

Run the video!

Let her talk to you, give you her version
How married
made

TWO versions"

Verse 2:  Brother Marquis
The First Amendment gave us freedom of speech
So what you sayin'?  It didn't include me?
I like to party
Government of the people]
[For the people]
[By the people]
News reporter:
Earlier today in Broward County, appalling court
Judges upheld
Should I let you live?

Lord a mercy me no talk certain things upon de version
Simple immigrant just a work and a hold down corner 
People never think me
"Who am I?" I'm left guessing
But if you're a poor man's version of ANYTHING
It is your self-perception

Growing up in a microscopic town prepared me
'til they head get popped off
By the realest MC, and that's ME!
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in
a calling that isn't enforced by me
Cause I'm free from a GQ
Maxim
Playboy establishment
Christ is the man I strive to be like and that's no accident
My dad