Talkin' My Shit

Shit, motherfucker you talkin' to the kid.

[Talking: Brother Ali]

Yeah. Ladies and gentlemen. Boys and girls

The one and only Brother Ali is in the house tonight

That's me. We gettin' directly into this right here

Hold up

Do you mind? I'm trying to build a kingdom here

Walk to the store with your boy let's get a ginger beer

Listen here I got some shit to sprinkle in your ear

Rip and tear the kick and snare, whistle like Rakim was near

Independent penmanship, sending bitch-tendency-havin'-rich-rappers to their residences

My present tense is legendary livin'

Like my fifty grand merch, work for what I'm givin'

Build and add to it with the skill I mastered it

Carefully grabbin' shit to build a castle with

Ended up champion of underground rappin'

It ain't what I imagined but I still ain't mad at it

I'm in a college town bossin' that crowd around

Raise your hands, wave em up, do it like this and holler out

Like a Gladiator movie score

Try to teach a cracker rapper how to clap on two and four

In the crowd I'm shakin' peoples hands

Just to take an equal stance with my barely legal fans

Can't believe they ass came and heard him raw

Made em want to run and hug him with a sweaty shirt and all

Labels turn me off, I ain't what they lookin' for

I ain't got a six pack, tatoo or a bullet hole

But I'm muscle underneath all that

You get your peanut smacked

I scrap like I'm Butterbean on crack

How he manage not to catch heat flashes?

On stage Adidas jacket doin' Heavy D dances

These rappers are graffiti on canvas

Even if they snappin' they could only be half of it

I say shit motherfucker shit

Ali and I'm sittin' on another hit

He got his fist up to the government

Still tryin' to get his dick sucked, son of a bitch

So let me talk my shit

C'mon now, let me talk my shit

Calm down, let me talk my shit