Talking Loud And Frontin

He was talkin' all 'loud and he knew that he was frontin'
And then he slept on his job so he didn't see us coming
Had to fall back, he didn't want no problems
It wouldn't be a nice thing to get involved in

It's gifted, unlimited, rhymes universal
I get at you, I'm that dude, my style could you
Guru, the keeper of the gate, lead you to your faith
Righteously I stand with my heat around my waist

They said I couldn't do it, I succeed with ease
Others bleed over greed, I'm smoking trees overseas
Listen fucker, you don't want to tussle and muscle
You don't want to end up on the wrong side of my hustle

I can walk on any block in any continent
Make MC's step their game up and fuck up their confidence
A true definition of a season vet
I ain't expose you, 'cause I ain't have a reason yet

And If I seem upset or maybe even vexed
It's 'cause somebody owes me dough and yo, I need my check
Still I'm a daring, dash it, tearing their dome
Said you was a gangsta, found out you was wearing a thong

He was talkin' all 'loud and he knew that he was frontin'
And then he slept on his job so he didn't see us coming
Had to fall back, he didn't want no problems
It wouldn't be a nice thing to get involved in

He was talkin' all 'loud and he knew that he was frontin'
And then he slept on his job so he didn't see us coming
Had to fall back, he didn't want no problems
It wouldn't be a nice thing to get involved in

It's them loud-mouth cats that get you into trouble
Keep your nose clean, that way you could slowly bubble
I created a man and created supply
If I had a school, rappers couldn't wait to apply

I'm tremendously tight, when defending my right
I'll throw a combo and then I'm ending the fight
The G U R U with Soar on the track
Pop shit and run away and catch a hole in your back

The streets been mine and I ain't never left
I ain't never forfeit and I ain't never forget
The hallways, the alleyways, the cornerstone action
Straight gullyness, I generate pure attraction

New York talk without a pacid to walk
Better reach, motherfucker, that's your last resort
I'm a daring, dash it, tearing their dome
Said you was a gangsta, found out you was wearing a thong

He was talkin' all 'loud and he knew that he was frontin'
And then he slept on his job so he didn't see us coming
Had to fall back, he didn't want no problems
It wouldn't be a nice thing to get involved in

He was talkin' all 'loud and he knew that he was frontin'
And then he slept on his job so he didn't see us coming
Had to fall back, he didn't want no problems
It wouldn't be a nice thing to get involved in



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Writer(s): Keith Edward Elam
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