Skyzoo & Torae - Talk Of The Town lyrics

[Scratching] "Barrel Brothers are doubled as monsters" "Skyzoo" "Torae" "Barrel Brothers are doubled as monsters" As we proceed, to give you want you need There's nothing better motherf**er So it's whatever motherf**er [Verse 1: Torae] It's what they all been waiting for ain't it? What people pay paper for ain't it? While n***as got famous, I camped in the lab and made bangers The more heinous the bars the most flame it is What's more dangerous, denying the pad? A beat tape from Oh No, my brother Sky in the lab I'll been dying to spazz You n***as eating been dying to fast Speaking my name sh** you dying too fast Still iron to blast, still caine that's still dying to flash Illuminati still eyeing your cash There's still rice, still trice, still slide you a pa** Full body cast and thrash, I'll body yo' a** I mean Pull the pull subtle sh** let's puddle sh** n***as mad moist I voice the choice of whoever I want it with Another cla**ic who offering the 24 team tear at your jean [?] we corner sh** [Verse 2: Skyzoo] Louie belts and rubber bands is my attire D-Boys stance, my hand is by the fire I been here to triple plans like the supplier Palming itching, the money chance is like a choir Ain't too many left on the land that I admire So really I'm just rapping for me and a cramped tire For the love of a double stanza hemp buyer And a few expensive habits who prance like they Mariah Pocket of the loot, I feel the groove and been a groove Charm something and turn interviews to get a rooms Back to the reason you know me A reminder of these, the motherf**ers who running this from behind us Heh, you feel different than getting good with your feeling though Tell a b**h, "Please don't mind" like we was Philly's Most Mad dog riser and scorpion Ben Turn a record into contraband all you can be Motherf**ers [Verse 3: Torae] So what we talking 'bout, fiction or fact? We dealing with baking soda or we giving 'em crack? You nickle and dime rhyming or you giving 'em stacks? Light up the booth, I just go waving black Ain't no holding me back Came out the cage, untamed and wild My pen game Steven J. Cannell Type a page and pow I aim and blaow my days is now Your days is numbered f**ing with the talk of the town [Verse 4: Skyzoo] Throw the drum into the race The running of the apes The flow feel like you took an onion to the face Know that my day ones be the one up for the day And they ain't coming to shows cause they coming off the waist Hhhrung Your retros are beyond words proper I rap and turn a room into a nose first drop And then the plot thickens at the top missing And know that if I throw you a shot the shot's sticking [Hook] {x2} You talking 'bout us You talking 'bout the talk of the town We the only one's mentioned when they're talking the crown We the only one's in it who ain't alter the sound That ill sh** that we bringing you now "I told y'all"