Barbertalk Lyrics

Lemme tell you who the greatest of all time

Ain't him, he ain't in nobody's top five

Young kid, capabilities were above mine

But on stage, he got a little tongue-tied

Once in front of everybody, then he got scared

Started lookin' for his parents who were not there

Gettin' beat by his father who did not care

Hearin' screams from his mother from upstairs

At home no haven, so he went out

On the streets with the gangs who sent out

Bus stop at the block where they hang out

His bud Buck got shot, where it rang loud (buck it shot)

Wearin' black the next day

Gang colours getting switched for some sable

In a world where your life ain't stable

In a world where crime do pay

In a world where crime do pay

I know he used to work this bodega right down the street

'Till he got laid off after the joint got robbed

And he needed cash (he needed cash)

He need it fast (he need it fast)

He robbed that fucker (he robbed that fucker)

Hopped out on foot and dashed (on foot and dashed)

And it felt bad (and it felt bad)

But he had no choice (he had no choice)

It was that or starve (It was that or starve)

So out with all that noise (all that noise)

Nah man, it's Kendrick

Nah man, it's Em

Nah man, it's gotta be Pac or at least K-dot again

Lemme tell you bout the greatest of all days

Not them, it's a nigga who ain't get paid

Writin' rhymes every day, but it's always unlucky

He rode down Broadway on the 45

Lifestyle in a slow decline

In the place, but not at the time

Stolen paychecks and food stamps was the basics to finance his right to life

Ain't get no chance

He ain't got to flex his bands

He ain't get to go to school

Gotta play, you know the rules

He never played on the court, he did chess club instead

Had to take care of his household, so his homework was left

Add all that together, equals no scholarship

So he took a gap year, working his finances

All that time, he performed, nobody interested

Sold out shows to the roaches

Keep it hyphy, keep it focused

'Cause if not, then you'll be hopeless

But you probably should be

But you probably should be

Goddamn

Man, cut that depressing talk

Biggie clear, you know he walks

Actin' like your man was Louis Armstrong workin' at the docks

Lemme tell you bout the greatest in the movement

Life beat him down, tryna get him hopeless

Sixteen plays on his magnum opus

Never get paid, but he keep it focused

Keep it in check, gotta keep endorsing'

Every weekend, gotta fire endorphins

Got to get to tap in

Got to get to step to rappin'

Got to feel the fear he trap in

Gotta shut it up

Like every liquor store back where he from

Whatchu gonna do

We got gangstas over on the move

And you better stay vigilant

'Cuz you don't know if they true

Once they pull up on you

Ain't there nothing you can do

And you better give up your shit

'Cuz these fuck niggas will shoot

And so everyday (everyday)

Every way (every way)

He did what he could, but then everyday (everyday)

Every way (every way)

He ain't get no good

And so everyday he would work it

(But he can't get out the hood)

Ayo man

Wassup?

I ain't gon' lie, them shoes sweet fool, lemme see em real quick

Ay bruh, I ain't gon' lie, I don't be takin' 'em off like like that

I ain't gon' lie, I wasn't asking fool, lemme see 'em

The fuck you think you doin' cuh, you (pop pop pop)