Talk Back Lyrics - Singles - Kembe X

You know the Hippies keepin' me hot 

I dont even gotta talk about it 

Dis that talk back 

Dis that let it out 

Dis that sleepin on the floor cause he got the couch 

Dis that let em have it 

Dis that fuck em all (fuck em) 

Dis that run it up 

Bitch I'm comin' up 

Into your mind 

It's your prize 

And go guide your soul 

Twistin' the ganj 

Windows high 

Until I get old 

Imma talk back 

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Overdosin' on that crystal ball 

Check the method I don't do no stretchin', I blow through it all 

Fuck a lot, and sleep a lot how I cope with it all 

Footprints all over my bed, I dream I can walk it off 

This mo' like a hit and run, grand slam bitch my city jumpin' over fences I'm a fucking go the distance, I'm so fuck that shit yo talkin I dick all over yo sentence, pig, when you finna blow yo lid just remember 

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Ok, ok, ok, I'm 19 with a passport and freedom 

Rappin' like suspicious packages gon blow me up (boom) 

My guess is they don't know a lil flex when they see one (they see one) 

I'm a 94 these niggas 80's some (weak weak) 

I've been poppin' pills since I was 12, locked up in my mind 

Straight up I blame yall for real, hope I got my doctor pockets filled 

No prescription bars to place on top yo tongue and swallow ill 

I play my own Dr. Phil, I might have to stop yo deal