Artist: Jay-Z f/ Luke Steele Album: The Blueprint 3 Song: What We Talkin' About Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: Jay-Z] Blue-print.. trois Geah, geah... [Jay-Z] What we talkin' 'bout? Real shit or we talkin' 'bout rhymes? You talkin' 'bout millions or you talkin' 'bout mine? What we talkin' 'bout? Cause I ain't got time We what people be talking 'bout all the time What we talkin' 'bout fiction or we talkin' 'bout fact? You talking 'bout fiction? Hold up, pardon my back I'm talking 'bout life... and all I hear is "Ohh yeah, he keeps talkin' 'bout crack!" I ain't talkin' 'bout profit, I'm talkin' 'bout pain I'm talkin' 'bout despair, I'm talkin' 'bout shame I ain't talkin' 'bout gossip, I ain't talkin' 'bout Game I ain't talkin' bout Jimmy, I ain't talkin' 'bout Dame I'm talkin' 'bout real shit them people playin' What is you talkin' 'bout? I don't know what y'all sayin' People keep talkin' 'bout "Hov take it back" I'm doin' better than before, why would I do that? Ain't nothing cool about carrying a strap 'Bout worryin' your moms and buryin' your best cat Talkin' 'bout revenge while you carryin' his casket All teary-eyed, 'bout to take it to a mattress I'm talkin' 'bout music, I ain't talkin' 'bout rap You talkin' 'bout who's hot - I ain't talkin' 'bout that The conversation is changed, let's yap about that I don't run rap no more, I run the map [Chorus: Luke Steele] They, talk, we, live, we, see, what - they, say, they, say, they, say They, talk, we, did, who, cares, what, - they, say, they, say, they, say? [Jay-Z] Seein' what y'all be talkin' 'bout, hehe... geah Still they can't focus on them, they be talkin' 'bout me Talkin' 'bout what I wear, talkin' 'bout where I be, yeah Check out my hair; these ain't curls, these is peas Peasey Head still get paid, I'm combin' through G's Please, we ain't focused on naps Cause I don't run rap no more, I run the map A small part of the reason the President is black I told him I got him when he hit me on the jack Talkin' 'bout progress, I ain't lookin' back You know I run track - try not to get lapped People keep talkin' 'bout Hov left 'em flat Try to re-write history, let's talk about facts Dame made millions, even Jaz made some scraps He could've made more but he ain't sign his contract As far as street guys, we was dealin' crack That's just how the game goes, I don't owe nobody jack Grown men, want me to sit 'em on my lap But I don't have a beard and Santa Claus ain't black I repeat, you can't sit on my lap I don't have a beard now get off my sack - scream at me! [Chorus] [Jay-Z] Blue-print, 3... And now that that's that, let's talk about the future We have just seen the +dream+ as predicted by Martin Luther Now you could, choose to, sit in front of your computer Posin' with guns, shootin' YouTube up Or you could come with me to the White House - get your suit up You stuck on bein' hardcore, I chuck the deuce up Peace out Medusa; welcome to the Blue-ah- print-ah, tre-piece, Jay-Z your tutor Tooter of my own horn - beep beep moo-ya Ras clot when rude boy come through with the roof-ah ... So I could see the sky Cause everybody talkin', Hov I think we know why [Chorus] [Auto-tuned woman] They sayyyy-ayyyyy... They sayyyy-ayyyyy...