Taboo Punx - TF You Talm Bout?

Stay on me!

Fake people
Fake bitches
Stay on me
It's so lonely
You can't trust yo homies
Why these motherfuckers
Gotta be so phony?
Fake bitches
Fake niggas
Stay trippin'
They so phony

Confusion is not a prison
Don't let man obscure the vision
I used to feel so nervous
Thinking about my purpose
But I'm a taxidermist
So I'm a master of preserving
Decolonizing my mind, I find
I can summon my ancestor, Ms. Baartman
She gonna rise up from that lash
It's bigger than karma
When you brutalize
A Black woman for her ass
I'ma stand up for mine
Coming with the whole fucking tribe
Bullets, daggers, and knives
I pull it, you stagger in five
Four, three, two, one

Stay on me!

Fake people
Fake niggas
Stay on me
She's not your trophy
She can't trust her homies
Why these motherfuckers
Gotta be so phony?

(So divine)

I know
That I'm fly
And I'm Black
So divine
I know
That I'm fly
And I'm Black
So divine

I can't trust nobody
That shit got me lonely
Where the fuck is everybody?
Yo, peep game
(La-la-la, yeahh, yeahh)
You want fame
(La-la-la, yeahh, yeahh)
You're so lame
(La-la-la, yeahh, yeahh)
And you're in my lane
(You're in my lane, girl)
You're ruining my day
(You're ruining my day, girl)
And it's fucking Friday
(It's fucking Friday, girl)
Man, you're just like Day Day
(You're just like Day Day, girl)
You're ruining my pay
Might fuck around and quit my job today
I don't wanna get robbed of my time today
My mind today, I grind today
Might fuck around and go slide today
Outta my goddamn mind today
Y'all got a bitch so gassed
Y'all got a bitch so brash
Y'all know a bitch got class

Fuck do you mean that you know
Bout the things I been through?
Fuck do you mean that I should ease up?
I'm protecting my cool
Who the fuck are you?
(Watch ya mouth)
Hoe, better check your pride
(Bitch, better watch yo mouth)
Or you about to find out
I'm not the one to fuck with
(Watch your mouth)

I got a temper
I can make you look like dumb bitch
Hocus Pocus potions
make a heart so numb, witch
I'm done with small talk
Politicin' 'bout culprits
Where the blueprint?
Only see a blue stint
Backing-the-blue shit
Give a nigga blue lips
In a rude mood, bitch
Controversy deep-rooted
Malcolm X alluded policies can't dispute it
Can't force love on a world so brutish
On Cupid, please don't be so foolish
Y'all gotta a bitch on ruthless
Truth is, your title nominal, you useless
Please don't copy my coolness
Self-righteous intellectuals on Confucius
Used to be on it, but now I'm through with it

These figures
Running the system
So hungry
Infiltrating my mind
If I call in it's a crime
Fuck your 401(k), it lies
Slaving from nine to five
To save up so I can buy
Slaving from nine to five
To save up so I can buy

Property and the land
The ancestral plan
My ancestors planted ten plants
And created the planet
They soil is of soul
Meaning they can't vanish
Ain't that outstanding?
You can't understand it, can ya?
Ancestors in the sky, and they brandish
Artillery and black-ass gadgets
Backassward bastard
The Greg Abbotts
Rather be a pagan
than the object of your pageants
And ballots, granted
I'm hardcore like granite
Ain't that outstanding?
You can't understand it, can ya?
Can ya?

Girl
The fuck is you saying?
They fucking and praying
Fucking around, fucking to the sound
The bongo loud and the conga loud
Black and I'm proud
The fuck is you saying?
They fucking and praying
Fucking around, fucking to the sound
The bongo loud and the conga loud
They out here conveying
Running on a conveyor belt, factory mindset
Trajectories I set don't come with presets
Societal rejects
I reject the preset of your bullshit
Girl, the fuck you talm 'bout?
Okay, I'm out, I'ma have to close my mouth
Talking my shit, no doubt
Walking outcha house withcha spouse
Rick James, bitch, so fuck yo couch
Fuck yo clout
The fuck you talm 'bout?
Okay, I'm out, I'ma have to close my mouth
Talking my shit, no doubt

Written by:
Aylin Sözen

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