Testo Talk - Illy feat. Kira Puru
Testo della canzone Talk (Illy feat. Kira Puru), tratta dall'album Cinematic
I hear 'em talk, but I'm not listening
I hear 'em talk, but I don't hear a thing
I hear 'em talk, but I'm not listening
And everywhere I turn, turn, turn, turn
I feel my ears burning, whispers turn to a roar
Play games till the curtain call, till the truth ain't heard no more
Burdens fall like stone, like steel
Like brick, watch that word go round
Too loud, turn that down, and face that furnace now
Burn them bridges down, I keep my kicks clean, my name clean
My aim high, they waist deep, they play with fire
They change teams, they-they lie, they-they cheat, please
Leave that trash talk at the gutter
I ain't fucked with the gutter in a minute, yo
With all their lack of backbone, gotta wonder
What the motives are but you never know
I hear rumours, let them be, I hear that truth sets you free
Less you want, less you need, just start to space, let me breathe
I'm above that he said, she said
Leave that shit to the gossip columns
They can comb that top to bottom, their issue, not my problem
I don't see how we should care what they speakin' 'bout
'Cause fact is, they'll always be story
Tellers, long as there's people to tell
People gon' take the fact, twist the fact, repackage and resell
I don't blink or skip a beat, I shake
Their hand, I wish 'em well, I'm yellin'
It's an earthquake
All you can make is noise about my life
It's a battlefield
When shit gets real, I'll leave you behind
It's an earthquake
All you can make is noise about my life
It's a battlefield
When shit gets real, I'll leave you behind
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, they tell their white lies, they blind side, they drop bombs
They pile drive, they spark, they spread like wildfire
Same times I light mine up
We, we move in the same circles, all working our own angles
Know from the gate it'll hurt you
But you don't earn what you don't handle
Never in a noose knot, if I'm going down, going down with my boots on
Ha, fuck rules, brah, show me a good loser, I'll show you a loser
Most of y'all loyal when it suits ya, but I ain't immune to manoeuvres
Shit, I ain't afraid of a little dirt
Just say the word, we'll do this
I'm baptised in fire, ain't been burnt
Well, once or twice, but lesson learnt
Cold revenge, the sweetest thing and success best way that's served
So bon appétit, you can eat your words and
Get what you deserve, get what, get what you deserve
I feel like gossip, gossip, never the
Truth, ain't got nothing better to do
After the lowest levels been stooped, what comes next for you?
Make your move, we can go to battle, words are weapons, loaded barrels
'Cause if I click this trigger finger
Watch how fast this travels, like
I can pound, pound, pound on my chest, I can beat down
The dark with my iron fist, your shit don't weigh me down no more
I stand tall and proud, while you run your mouth
(I can hear your voice)
I can pound, pound, pound on my chest, I can beat down
The dark with my iron fist, your shit don't weigh me down no more
I stand tall and proud, while you run your mouth
(And everybody sing)
It's an earthquake
All you can make is noise about my life
It's a battlefield
When shit gets real, I'll leave you behind
It's an earthquake
All you can make is noise about my life
It's a battlefield
When shit gets real, I'll leave you behind
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Landon, Alasdair David George Murray, Saraya Dominique Beric, Kira Mahini Puru
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