Talk a Minute ft. Truth Jones Lyrics

Uh, let's talk a minute

Let's talk a minute (Truth)

Let's talk a minute

Uh-uh bitch I'm not finished (Jones!)

Lemme talk about the state that raps in

It's trash, ain't no if ands or buts about it

This can't be what sugarhill envisioned

When they popularized rap in the beginning

Who's the culprit who's to blame

Is the answer one in the same

Labels push music that creates revenue

People purchase music that they're listening to

They buy tickets to all the shows

If it's not promoted, then no one goes

If it's not demanded, then no one blows

But does demand come first or does supply

One can't get high if they never tried

Both parties are in denial

As they put the blame on the other side

If consumers truly wanna see a change

They shouldn't support as an exchange

Once the boycott impacts the money

The music promoted will change how funny

The elephant in the room is heavy

It's like when George Bush knew about the Levies

It's like all the women surviving R. Kelly

Or Usher and Meek's friendship with Diddy

Sooner or later we'll get some clarity

It's okay, we can talk about it

Not about who talks the loudest

Not surprised you're not about it

In your shell, I got 'em out it

It's okay, we can talk about it

Not about who talks the loudest

Not surprised you're not about it

In your shell, I got 'em out it, what?

Uh, let's talk a minute (go 'head)

Uh, let's talk a minute (say sum)

Uh, let's talk a minute (like huh?)

Uh, bitch I'm not finished (what?)

Uh, let's talk a minute (go 'head)

Uh, let's talk a minute (say sum)

Uh, let's talk a minute (like huh?)

Uh, bitch I'm not finished (what?)

We can talk about shit, I'm an open book

I spit flames in this bitch like coal and soot

I kick game like it is, but I'm over looked

A bit strange, isn't it? But I'm home for good

I'm a mix of Steven Stifler and Aerosmith

A mischievous kid and I rarely miss

I get scheming, and begin to creep into the dreams of the kids with a meat cleaver till their parents shit

You don't like me

I don't like me neither

Just bite me

I get psyched and beat up a track

I don't leave 'em intact

I get evil and crack into a devious act

I'm more twisted than a knot

Bitch I spit it raw as a motherfucking slab a steak that isn't thawed

Everybody coming at my neck tryna fend 'em off

But I'm hungry as a motherfucker, and you bite sized like cinnabon

I keep telling y'all I'm heartless

This ain't a theme park, I ain't Dolly Parton

I'm in it for respect and I'm almost starving

I'll treat y'all like the McDonald's arches

I'm just a foul mouthed motherfucker

Bow down motherfucker

How bout now? Clock's ticking

Ya better count down motherfucker

To the new era, I'm too terrible

Who cares if you do tear the booth into two

Cuz it's all I do, bitch who knew I'm an abused animal

Let's talk a minute

Bitch I'm not finished

Y'all soft for thinking I was probably quitting

I'll say it right now bitch I'm not finished till

I'm on and applause is the only thing they're giving up

It's okay, we can talk about it

Not about who talks the loudest

Not surprised you're not about it

In your shell, I got 'em out it

It's okay, we can talk about it

Not about who talks the loudest

Not surprised you're not about it

In your shell, I got 'em out it, what?

Uh, let's talk a minute (go 'head)

Uh, let's talk a minute (say sum)

Uh, let's talk a minute (like huh?)

Uh, bitch I'm not finished (what?)

Uh, let's talk a minute (go 'head)

Uh, let's talk a minute (say sum)

Uh, let's talk a minute (like huh?)

Uh, bitch I'm not finished (what?)