's bad for me Poppa says I'll be sorry Everybody's talkin' my baby down And all my friends doubt him Tell me I should live without him Everybody's talkin
at my diamonds whining and blinding, no dumping they guns Cause they can't see me, bitch I'm invisible to the hate Thugged off in my kitchen, cutting chemicals in my cakes [Chorus] Talking
, yeah. Oh jive talkin', jive talkin', jive talkin' aah. Jive talkin, jive talkin ah ah ah ah... Jive talking, all right, all right, jive talking, aah
It's just your jive talkin' telling me lies, yeah, jive talkin' you wear a disguise, jive talkin' so misunderstood, yeah, jive talkin' you're really no
It's just your jive talkin' telling me lies, yeah, jve talkin' you wear a disguise, jive talkin' so misunderstood, yeah, jive talkin' you're really
It's just your jive talkin' telling me lies, yeah, jve talkin' you wear a disguise, jive talkin' so misunderstood, yeah, jive talkin' you're really no
: talkin' blues (talkin' blues), talkin' blues (talkin' blues); They say your feet is just too big for your shoes. (shoe-oo-oo-oo-oo) Talkin' blues (talkin' blues), talkin' blues (talkin
in the mystic garden The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain Someone hit me from behind Ain't talkin
Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue, I didn't know what in the world I was gonna do, Them Communists they wus comin' around, They wus in the air,
Here's a foreign song I learned in Utah Ha-va-ne-gei-lah O-de-ley-e-e-oo-
a place called Hyde park where people talk 'Bout all kinds of different gods, they have their point of view To anyone passing by, that's who they're talking
was Rock-A-Day, Johnny singin', "Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa, Our Loves Are Gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah." I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue, I needed somebody to talk
feels like I'm talking to myself No one seems to know my struggle, and everything I come from Can anybody hear me yeah, I guess I keep talking to myself
elevens in soaps, and some gangsta shit man Guess who gorillas leave tats infragments Two shots through your cabbage, and gas from Ca$h [Chorus: Ca$his] Pussy niggaz always talkin