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Bad News travels fast |
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And if it's about you you'll probably hear 'bout it last |
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But when they press up |
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And check up |
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And they ask |
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You gotta keep perspective on the future and the past |
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And laugh |
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While they keep talkin' |
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Talk, talk, talkin, |
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Chicken heads keep squawkin' |
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Power of the spoken word is infinite |
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You can tell |
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Cuz people are always talking |
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Talking on the run, talking while walking, |
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Talking in line, talking in circles, |
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Talking in time all over the world |
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Talkin' 'bout whatever's on their mind- that's fine |
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Talkin' 'bout who they hawkin, who they watchin, who they clockin, |
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Who they heard was up to something poppin' |
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Always talkin' about who they remember and who's forgotten |
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Who's rockin' the set and who's floppin', droppin' out |
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Talkin' 'bout people from the cradle to the coffin |
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Talkin' 'bout people, talkin' 'bout people, talkin' 'bout people, |
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Talkin' 'bout people non-stop talkin' often |
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People talk shit |
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Their minds reinforce it |
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Spittin' out words and thoughts that are amorphous |
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Pushin' sloppy sound out of their vocal orifice |
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Like it ain't bein' recorded |
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Sometimes a words scorch is worse than torches |
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Whats more |
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Is the talk aint uniform or rehearsed |
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It's the richest, the poorest, |
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From CEO boardrooms to porches to alley ways and gutters |
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From coast to coast, east to west, south to north |
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It's people talking of course! |
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Like life is a courtroom |
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Most bullshittin' from midnight to high noon and back again |
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Blacks and the Blacker thans |
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Whites and the Africans |
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Far to little action far to much satisfaction |
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In philanderin' usin' sex like a sedative |
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Repetitive like rhetoric |
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I'm bettin' ya think ya nice cuz you give free add-vice right? |
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But unless you got a tight alternative it's best to let it just live! |
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And raise the octave up to the positive |
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Even though they try and stop you up |
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Arteries cloggeded |
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The Black man targeted that's how they set it off, they said it |
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But in the end it will be only them that's effected by they negative vibe |
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I know it hurts, there is no indigestion worse |
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Than that which comes from having to eat your own word(s), |
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I heard two(2) people need not bicker in a burning home |
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But some people know how to live everybodies life but their own so, |
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Here's the poem dedicated |
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To the hatred propagated by the ill-fated |
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Snakes that's waitin' in grass |
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Those that talk the most got the least to say |
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But that ain't nothin' new |
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And it ain't even really all that |