No More Talk

[Verse 1]

I'm either running for my life or I'm just waiting to die

I'm the supplier of the fire if you're chasing a high

It's never, when or why, it's the way that he die

Did he stand like a man till the day that he die

Or was he reaching for guns or trying to run

Or was he outside on the lawn in front of his son

And if ya, running your mouth you can die in the slum

Cuz in the, south where I'm from they dying for crumbs

You can die for your Patna's or die for ya moms

Or you could die cuz your nigga just heard the alarm, just stealing

Or die in a plane they say it's a bomb

When they run it into a tower, they just say it's Saddam

Screaming Allah the moment that it's hitting the building

With total disregard for all men women and children

See niggaz get killed when, people mix they money with feelings

I'm filling my money up in the wall some in the ceiling

I'm just one of the millions of niggaz who ?

It's a war going on and they killing for nothing

We were in denial all awhile they where flicking the buttons

I'd rather be dying for something instead of living for nothing

End of discussion

[Chorus]

Hey, ain't no more talk

Just start killing niggaz off till ain't no more chalk

Or no mo' tape, to outline no mo' scenes

Or no mo' crimes, no mo' dying for no mo' phenes

Or no mo' rims and thing's and no mo' green

And no mo' chains and ring's that go bling bling

And no mo' passionate rapping and so it seems

It's just these talent less rappers they all acting

And I know, so ain't no mo' talk

Just start killing niggaz off till ain't no mo' chalk

Or no mo' tape, to outline no mo' scenes

Or no mo' crimes, no mo' dying for no mo' phenes

Or no mo' rims and thing's and no mo' green

And no mo' chains and ring's that go bling bling

And no mo' passionate rapping and so it seems

It's just these talent less rappers they all acting

And I know

[Verse 2]

Yeah they said it wasn't no mo' green for no mo' grind

No mo' room for no mo' kings and no more crown to be given but by no means

Am I any more conceited than this game needed

And if I say it believe it, I'm running the region, you see it

Popping and blowing, I'm stopping I'm going

I'm just, telling, you knowing, you sleeping, or hating

And I don't care what you niggaz is thinking or saying

About, you know who, the one who say you know what, do you know where

But you the best cuz you goin' care

Now I ain't think so either, but we know greed'll make ya

Do strange thang's if we ain't people

And if ya, busting bout nothing, than we ain't equal

You just cussing for nothing and poisoning people

And it's embarrassing laughing at all of your songs

And you can hate me right now but you'll miss me 'fore long, when I'm gone

[Chorus]