What We Talkin' About

Blueprint, trois

Yeah, yeah

What we talkin' about? Real shit, or we talkin' about rhymes?

You talkin' about millions, or you talkin' about mine?

What we talkin' about? 'Cause I ain't got time

For what people be talkin' about all the time

What we talkin' about? Fiction, or we talkin' about fact?

You talkin' about fiction? Hold up, pardon my back

I'm talkin' about life, and all I hear is

"Oh yeah, he keeps talkin' about crack."

I ain't talkin' about profit, I'm talkin' about pain

I'm talkin' about despair, I'm talkin' about shame

I ain't talkin' about gossip, I ain't talkin' about Game

I ain't talkin' about Jimmy, I ain't talkin' about Dame

I'm talkin' about real shit, them people playin'

What is you talkin' about? I don't know what y'all sayin'

People keep talkin' about "Hov, take it back!"

I'm doin' better than before, why would I do that?

Ain't nothin' cool 'bout carryin' a strap

About worryin' your moms and buryin' your best cat

Talkin' about revenge while carryin' his casket

All teary-eyed, about to take it to a mattress

I'm talkin' about music, I ain't talkin' about rap

You talkin' about who's hot, I ain't talkin' about that

The conversation is changed, let's yap about that

I don't run rap no more, I run the map

They talk, we live

We see what they say, they say, they say

(I see what y'all talkin' about, ha ha)

They talk, we did

Who cares what they say, they say, they say?

Still they can't focus on them, they be talkin' about me

Talkin' about what I wear, talkin' about where I be

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' about progress, I ain't lookin' back

You know I run track; try not to get lapped

People keep talkin' about "Hov left 'em flat."

Try to rewrite 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!

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?

(Blueprint 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 being 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

Rass clot when rude boy come through with the roof up

So I could see the sky

'Cause everybody talkin' Hov, I think we know why

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?