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You've Got to Talk to Me

Unlinked Artist

Country Picks Jan. 1998, Vol. 1

1998

a little faith in me
Baby can't you see
You've got to talk to me

How can I even know how to help you
How can I ever know what to say
If every time

What'cha Gonna Do?

Shyne

Shyne

2000

Once upon a time, not long ago
When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and sniffed lo'
There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe
Puttin' it down,

I wish our ideas were covered in gold 
So somebody would take an interest in them 
And I hope for the time when our days won't be counted 
Down by

underneath your skin
I flay that sham veil to uncover the origin
And hammer the nail into the womb of your sin

No mercy, no regrets
There's no time for

hold
They matched in ways we'd never know

Father
It seems we just grow farther
Apart the more time passes by
Your not to blame
We've all got demons we

Angelina 

You're far too kind for a place like this
I should be invisible to you
I don't get you, no I don't get you 

We were barely more than strangers

Somewhere inside
the void

Don't know if I'm dreaming
Held down on the floor
By demons screaming
With more at the door

forget to ring

Feeling lost with nothing left to do
And there's little more to say
Now I'm stuck here puzzled by the blue
Having weathered you

Surprise,

probably his last
His last time, won't hear his name no more
It's a fantasy, fantasy wish list
Stand up to, to the most powerful

People are wondering

Since they enslaved us 
Nowadays I pray more and don’t say much
Just let my work speak 
That’s when your phone ring off the hook
Like you got work for

to the business
No more being dismissed by all these lame ass dicks
Siting in my room
Crying for the doom
Why am I here in this world
Maybe this just a door
Siting

Someone calls it experience
For me, this is a waste of time
This is the true difference
I will not live by patterns
No prying eyes and face to face
I

Maybe it’s the sparkle in your eyes
That makes want to trust what you say
Could this be more than I realize
Or just another game that you like

I'd say I'm black and I'm proud / I don't know if that shit allowed / cause every time shit going down red white and blue go against brown / got us

me home
It was the first time
I ever felt
And the last day
That I'd make up my mind
You made me understand
This isn't what I wanted
And I was alone

Days go by,
everything stays the same
I try and try,
but I'm sick of your game

You take away
Never giving back
So I won't stay
And I'm not coming

from album two
To bring this record home, we need one more genius breakthrough
So now enjoy as we autotune that fart ten times for you!

growing hungry
Time for the last heist
A train with gold were gonna strike
10,000 kilos of the gold
And we are heroes
No more living zero
Get the money

keeping score

I just wanna shine so bright
Keep them blinded only out of spite
Regret the time I spent blinded by simply saving face
Forget the problems

of adrenaline, metal, meat.
Just listen. 

I got too much to say.

Fuck a lot and take to get and get before you need more.
Neon makes me reminisce about a time I

all the years gone by
I guess that our time has come, there is nothing left to try

Ever since you ran away
There's nothing that can make you stay
I

Rescue me
Now I hit the big time
Standing on the top
I'm a global icon
There's no way to stop
Look at all that is mine
Look at all I've got
Maybe I earned

More pills coming out the drawer
Whole body feel numb
I will never feel again unless it's with her skin to skin
Sit back in the chair, Head still

sealed in jar’s as I puff cigar’s,
Slowly the toxic SARS flow play it’s final sitar!
Like George Carlin’s style but way more bizarre,
Fuck who you are I