Twista - Talk To Me

[Chorus: (2x)] Talk to me That's the only way I can find out what's going on Now how and the fuck am I supposed to Know what's goin on You nowin the truth but you steady just be holdin on You harboring feelings but you don't be tellin me When you be see'n me would it be better if we was hollin on the phone They tellin me you got a problem, if it's a cancer Baby the twista got tha cure that can solve it I got the answer Too many guys, too many guns Plenty muscle when I hustle You think a nigga was takin enhancers We need to holla and get it resolved like gentelmen Because if we don't I got those the turn niggas feminine I'm a pursue when I pop it to'em they're goin to be choppin and screwin as if I swallowed a bottle of benalyn I'm a just goin to end up and dumpin if we just don't holla bout somethin Because you just might makin a plot to come murder me Oh, your word to be, open heart surgery Yeah you got a white t but I'm a be turnin motherfucka burgundy I think there's a better way that we can handle this So sit down and talk at the table, we got to be adamant Takin a ride, and choppin it up in the phantom As two niggas breakin it down like an analyst off the with cannabis He say, she say A nigga was steady be hearin the bogus remarks Thought I was goin to have to go get it when it get dark We talked about it, shit squashed [Repeat Chorus:] Now how will I ever be knowin about when struggles arrive If you don't be open enough to let me see inside Right on the surface of things you thinkin that he's still alive But since he's been incarcerated his spirit has died He's sittin off up in the county while he goin be fightin a case I'm seein the pain cause I'm lookin him right in his face Never got caught off for pushin a bird Now he goin be lookin and 30 for murder Even though he ain't on the tape Soon as he got locked up I had to visit him early The truth was the homies and none of those niggas was worthy He gave me my game and told me how bitches'll burn me Damn, I want to kill of the district attorney The loser aka the prosecuter was a steady accuser Of my boy as bein around as the number one shooter They sayin that the evidence is a rueger, a steady pursuer What it do and make you disappear like the bermuda triangle Why dangle a weapon in front of the court that I know he won't use Now you in deep shit Now I just gotta go pay off my lawyer's retainer Homie gonna have a better defense And I know that you ain't really feel like talkin about it You want your freedom and just to put it past you This is the only way that we can fight'em, dawg So me and my lawyer goin sit down and ask you [Repeat Chorus:]