Talk About It

Leave what you want and I’ll

Take what you got then I’ll

Leave what you want

And we’ll never talk about it again

Leave what you want and I’ll

Take what you got then I’ll

Leave what you want

And we’ll never talk about it again

Couldn't give a shit if you aint impressed

Imma still do what I do the best

Write a rhyme then kill a mic

Run the track like a thoroughbred

I'm a nervous head with a lot of tics

I aint interested in your politics

Don't drag me into discussions

I dont give a fuck about nothing

Appetite for destruction

Sean Evans with the hot ones

In Myspace, im top eight

Im Will Smith if you pop gums

A nice guy till im not one

Leave me no options

I’ll take what I want and

I want what you got son

Leave what you want and I’ll

Take what you got then I’ll

Leave what you want

And we’ll never talk about it again

Leave what you want and I’ll

Take what you got then I’ll

Leave what you want

And we’ll never talk about it again

Turn my mic up a little bit, everybody gonna want to get a hit of this

If youre curious to what the difference is, the details are meticulous

Ridiculous with the pen game, intricate like an ink stain, on a Rorschach

I’m insane, trying to get the bag like Tim Raines

In vain are your efforts to try to discredit me, I am the pedigree

Highly regarded, I gettem started, you have yet to even see the best of me

I am an artist, given shocks to the heart, till we sell out of the garden

I’m planting seeds now with a weak smile, knowing damn well we gonna harvest

Started rhyming with a backpack / in a basement with blunt wraps

Psilocybin in a fat cap / Saw the future in a flashback

All that mixed with a pen / Paper chasers bags back

More rappers for morticians / Forensic team need a hazmat

Leave what you want and I’ll

Take what you got then I’ll

Leave what you want

And we’ll never talk about it again

Leave what you want and I’ll

Take what you got then I’ll

Leave what you want

And we’ll never talk about it again