paroles de chanson Let 'Em Talk - Crypt

I was gone for a minute, but I′m back and got some things to say
People talkin' ′bout me, but they talkin' 'bout the same old things
They worry ′bout my day and they worry ′bout my life
If they talk behind my back
It just means that they all behind

I let 'em talk (Woo!, Woo!)
Let ′em talk (Woo!, Woo!)
Let 'em talk (Woo!, Woo!)
Let ′em talk (Woo!, Woo!)

This gon' be the, last time I address this
′Cause quite frankly I'm getting pissed off
When it be the, bad guy on my hit list
'Cause his shit don′t get no talk
So he wants to put my name in his mouth (Mmm)
Boy you better sit down (Mmm)
Man is mad that he′s preforming for a nifty house, but I sold it out
My momma always told me
That jealousy rears it's face
In the face of adversity
Then verses would come my way
But just ignore it, keep it sore and
Leave ′em sore in the face
They ain't important, you′re worth more
Than their entire estate
So just sit back and laugh at they ass (Mmm)
Keep on stackin' that cash (Mmm)
Let ′em talk if it'll get em off
What they speak just means that they mad (Bow-bow-bow-bow!)
They just want what you got, son
But refuse to do what you did to top 'em
So the only option that they′re gonna rock with
Is to keep on talkin′ while you keep on walkin'
So let ′em talk
(I was gone for a minute, but I'm back and got some things to say)
If you′re gonna keep on talkin' behind my back
Then I′ll just do great things in your face
If your gonna focus on my career
Then it appears you're the one to blame
That you're gonna be in my shadow, half shown
Staring at my backbone and asshole
You know it′s a fact bro that I′m that dope
Rap circles around you like I'm a lasso
Went from rags to riches
You just sit back and bitchin′
Like if you keep babbling, I'ma feel bad
And give yo′ ass commission
But I have no sympathy for you
I don't care about the shit that you went through
You only a care about me, when it′s something you need
And it's so convenient for you
Then you get up on the internet, and act
Like I left you and tell everybody that I went and blew up
I forgot about my friends, I forgot about my fans
I forgot everybody who helped me get to the top
And that I'm a selfish motherfucker, don′t deserve what I got
But now I′m happy that I never even brought you along
If this is how you act, when your homies get on
Bro, you're gon′ always be alone (Let 'em talk)

I was gone for a minute, but I′m back and got some things to say
People talkin' ′bout me but they talkin' 'bout the same old things
They worry ′bout my day, and they worry ′bout my life
If they talk behind my back
It just means that they all behind

I let 'em talk (Woo!, Woo!)
Let ′em talk (Woo!, Woo!)
Let 'em talk (Woo!, Woo!)
Let ′em talk (Woo!, Woo!)

Should I (Let 'em talk)
Let ′em talk? Never, nah
Y'all are more corny than ethanol
I got no patience for Twitter tweetin'
If we really beefin′
Then I′ll pull up with a weapon drawn
Came in this bitch like a wrecking ball
Using my pistol and uzi like
"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo"
Matter of time 'fore they set me off
I am becoming a villain
When I kill ′em like Venemal (Vrrm, skrrt)
Pull up to the fuckin' murder scene
Dead body, with flies buzzin′ like a worker bee
So much uncertainty, there's sure to be
Some absurdity, with the witnesses
It occurred to me if they′re squealin', then
I'll be serving like three-hundred years in the pent
So I′m never gon′ let 'em talk
Keep it with friends, but I fear that it′s nearin' the end
I got demons appearin′ again
Every time that I'm searin′ the pen to the paper
The lyrics offend every person who's hearin' it
They′re in defense, I′ve been cheerin' against
This American cancel culture
Fuckin′ arrogance, shit has been wearin' me
Then it′s embarrassing, treatin' me like I′m a terrorist
I'm a go veer in a bend
As I'm steerin′ the Benz, ′till I rear end a deer
It's a miracle that I was carryin′ left
'Cause I had a few beers at appearance events
All these motherfuckers drivin′ me to drinkin'
And it has me thinkin′ all the stress I'm dealin' with
Has got me barely clinging onto winnin′
All my odds are shrinking, now there′s not an inkling of hope
I don't really wanna see no, internet trolls
Tellin′ me that I'll never be dope
When, every beat I kill so cold
Will bust flows that′ll rip my soul, real hustle
When I get up in a stu' with the real ones
And spill blood ′cause I'm still cutthroat
Until the day I went and made it
I'm a be a renegade and tell the haters
Never gonna emulate ′em (Brrt)
Crypt and I make green paper
We live a life you could never, dawg
Meme makers are weak haters
They′re unhappy and already lost
R.I.P as I cremate 'em
You hot flashin′ like menopause
Give a fuck about a little chump
Middle finger up as I let 'em talk

I was gone for a minute, but I′m back and got some things to say
People talkin' ′bout me but they talkin' 'bout the same old things
They worry ′bout my day and they worry ′bout my life
If they talk behind my back
It just means that they all behind
I let 'em talk