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TWISTA lyrics : "Talk To Me"

[Chorus X2]
Talk to me
Thats the only way I can find out whats going on


Now how and the $#&@ am I supposed to Know whats goin on
You nowin the truth but you steady just be holdin on

You harboring feelings but you don't be tellin me
When you be see'n me would it be better if we was hollin on the phone
They tellin me you got a problem, if its a cancer

Baby the twista got tha cure that can solve it I got the answer
Too many guys, too many guns
Plenty muscle when I hustle

You think a ^!$$% was takin enhancers
We need to holla and get it resolved like gentelmen
Because if we don't I got those the turn ^!$$%s feminine

I'ma pursue when I pop it to'em they're goin to be choppin and screwin as
if I swallowed a bottle of benalyn
I'ma just goin to end up and dumpin if we just don't holla bout somethin

Because you just might makin a plot to come murder me
Oh, your word to be, open heart surgery
Yeah you got a white t but I'ma be turnin mother$#&@a burgundy

I think there's a better way that we can handle this
So sit down and talk at the table, we got to be adamant
Takin a ride, and choppin it up in the phantom

As two ^!$$%s breakin it down like an !@#^yst off the with cannabis
He say, she say
A ^!$$% was steady be hearin the bogus remarks

Thought I was goin to have to go get it when it get dark
We talked about it, %#@! squashed


[Chorus]

Now how will I ever be knowin about when struggles arrive

If you don't be open enough to let me see inside
Right on the surface of things you thinkin that he's still alive
But since he's been incarcerated his spirit has died

He's sittin off up in the county while he goin be fightin a case
I'm seein the pain cause I'm lookin him right in his face
Never got caught off for pushin a bird

Now he goin be lookin and 30 for murder
Even though he ain't on the tape
Soon as he got locked up I had to visit him early

The truth was the homies and none of those ^!$$%s was worthy
He gave me my game and told me how (*##$es'll burn me
Damn, I want to kill of the district attorney

The loser aka the prosecuter was a steady accuser
Of my boy as bein around as the number one shooter
They sayin that the evidence is a rueger, a steady pursuer

What it do and make you disappear like the bermuda triangle
Why dangle a weapon in front of the court that I know he won't use
Now you in deep %#@!

Now I just gotta go pay off my lawyer's retainer
Homie gonna have a better defense
And I know that you ain't really feel like talkin about it

You want your freedom and just to put it past you
This is the only way that we can fight'em, dawg
So me and my lawyer goin sit down and ask you


[Chorus]

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