Artist: Geto Boys f/ Lil' J (Uncredited) Album: Best Of The Geto Boys Song: Talking Loud, Saying Nothing (Original) Typed by: dy_face@yahoo.com [Verse One: Scarface] Living your life like a big shot, you're not Bragging and bragging about the money you got See, you're the type of a nigga that's played for a stunt Broker than a motherfucker, bitch! starts to front Running around high capping like a jerk You and that big eyed bitch in that mini-skirts So don't look around like you're having the clue Little nasty-ass freak, Fuck! you D, gave me the scoop on you tramp Your man is a Dope Fiend, buy crack with your Food Stamps Though he played the role of a soldier The nigga is a cracker jack, gets knock of the Toldjah Screaming and screaming about the things that he done for you You was a lying motherfucker, and you know too Telling all your friends the nigga is rich Boy, I can't stand no lying-ass bitch You need to go up and put yourself on that other level Talking loud as fuck, now bitch, what you're trying to settle? Swearing up and down that he is needing ya I bet in a week, his sorry-ass will be leaving ya Whore thought I was through, this is far from the last I'ma jump off the hearse, and back on your scandalous ass Now think way back in the days, in the gutter You and your mother, and your tricky-ass brother I remember it, how could I forget? And look at you now boy, you're still ain't shit You will forever live your life as a fucking; Low life, talking Loud, saying nothing [Chorus: Excerpt of James Brown 'Talking Loud, Saying Nothing] Talking loud, saying nothing, Yeah! Hey Silly Willy, let me talk, let me say something Let me say something, let me talk Talking loud, saying nothing, Yeah! [Verse Two: Bushwick Bill] You goddamn parents are tripping Give me some of that shit you been sniffing You don't want your kids to hear songs of this nature But you take them to the movies to watch Schwarzenegger Fuck that 'Land of Opportunity' shit I don't need permission to sell a damn hit I say what I want, when I want, how I want Try to stop me, get your fucking ass stomped Call me a bad guy, but in reality Most you motherfuckers curse worse than me You rabble-ass, I show it, you goddamn hypocrite I ain't hiding shit, so suck my dick You can't stop this cause the underground is creek Fuck that shit! you preach every week You contradict yourself in ever phase Do you know a stupid motherfucker that's always.. [Chorus] [Skit #1: Lil J] Yeah man, we're pumping it up on the South Side I'm fixing to get me a Benz next month I got the money for it right now But I'm waiting on Rico to bring me this key, you know what I'm saying? [Verse Three: Willie D] Nigga, do I look like a goddamn sucker? You say you're clocking, you was a lying motherfucker Kicking that shit about you're waiting to scope But every time I see your ass you're waiting on Metro I can't stand a lying-ass nigga Try to be hard, but you're sweeter than sugar Told the boys, you shot a cop to death But motherfucker, you was locked down for auto theft Say you ran shit, what you had to drink? Nigga, you was on a goddamn punk tank Washing out another nigga's drawers And getting fucked up your dew-do walls So don't give me that bullshit story Pussy motherfucker, I heard they took your commissary What the fuck are you, a man or a mouse? (Man!) Well, why the fuck you clean another nigga's house? Whore-ass nigga, yeah the word got back I would not busted your ass, but you tried to high-cap You're like Pinocchio, can't get a lie straight Say you're scoring keys when you're fucking with eights Boy you're.. [Chorus] [Skit #2: Willie D in conversation with his Girl friend] [-Willie D-] What the fuck you're doing talking to that nigga? [Girlfriend] Ah boy, I - I went to school with him, that's my friend! [Verse Four: Willie D] Whore, shut up!! you're pissing me off I'm about to bust you in your goddamn mouth Have you forgotten my description? I'm a Geto Boy (We can't stand lying bitches!) Whore, you got a head like a goddamn rock Is your motherfucking brain robbed? Just the other day, I had a heartfelt blow And I had to beep you, just to find you whore Another thing I dislike, is your funky-ass friends Bitch, who you're fucking, me or them? You're with the whores all afternoon And when it's time for me, all your time is consumed But fuck that shit, take off my ring and my flack And you owe me 2-50 for the goddamn contacts You say you love me, but you keep fucking up Dumb bitch, you ain't doing nothing but [Chorus: repeated until fade]