Talk About It - Mozzy

I was broke, I was struggling

I recently lost a brother of mine so that’s, that’s where that came from

I was in seek of revenge

I saw my dead homie body, he ain’t body nuttin'

That’s on my dead homie body, I’ma body somethin'

They say the suckers with the shit but I ain’t seen shit

You could lose tomorrow 'bout some shit that don’t mean shit

Jumped up off the porch and told my momma «I'on need shit»

I’ma bleed the payments 'til I’m paid, what you need clique?

Free my lil' brother, Marcus, for the three six

A bully actin' fat, they’ll be slappin' to machine click

Fuck a deuce, I’ll blap you with .33 stick

You and all them faggots that you be with, this pee shit

Hit stick murder squad, we’on’t be on defence

My bullet throwin' office, it’s silly tryna off shit

My brother looked different when I seen him in the coffin

Told him that «I got him», I visit that nigga often

on me daily, 'til I lost it

Keepin' hundreds, I just lost the location where I tossed it

Slumpin' ' 'til he run it like a faucet

I’m prayin' they don’t tape, just yellow tape with the caution

Flockin' with the shooter gang, posse

Google my goon body names, they all facin' homi’s

We ain’t attempting attempted’s when we be yanking wally’s

I’m tryna curl a nigga up if he ain’t straight with Mozzy

I ain’t gotta tell the crew 'cause I’ma gangster Mozzy

And disapprove of any motive if it ain’t the Mozzy

Suckers gettin' dirted out like there ain’t nobody

That’s cause there ain’t nobody

'Cause they ain’t got no bodies

I saw my dead homie body, I’ma body somethin'

I saw my dead homie body, you ain’t body nothin'