Talkin' About You - Deuce, gadjet

They’re talking about you

As if all hell broke loose

They don’t even know you

They’re just lighting your fuse

They’re talking about you

Like revenge is there too

You’re everybody’s fool

Can’t win, you’ll just lose

When I walk through LA, and it’s smelling like death

I done murdered all these MCs, there ain’t none left

Their bodies are fucking rotting, decomposing their flesh

What man responsible for all of this?

Just guess

Same one you can’t keep up out your mouth, oh yes

The same one they keep asking about in the press

Who gives a shit?

Like a magazine means success?

Make everybody fucking wonder what I’m gon' say next

Kerrang don’t know a thing about rock unless

You focus on these pussy, emo, fucking pop projects

That talked some shit about and dissed the homie Deuce, no less

Well, I can rock and rock it like a rocket launcher to chest

So ticky-tock-tickety-tock, watch the clock and stress

Run up in your label, flip the table on the execs

Tell 'em all to kiss my ass when I jump on their desk

And show 'em what a fucking promise is instead of a threat

Mirror, mirror, answer me this

Will I pay for all of my sins?

If it is, let judgment begin

I’ll keep marching on until then

Mirror, mirror, give me one wish

Give me strength so I don’t give in

Heaven or hell, wherever I stand

I’ll keep marching on till the end

They’re talking about you

As if all hell broke loose

They don’t even know you

They’re just lighting your fuse

They’re talking about you

Like revenge is there too

You’re everybody’s fool

Can’t win, you’ll just lose!

Who the hell wants to fuck with us?

There’s nobody, they’re in the dust

'Cause we left 'em whenever we stepped inside of the tour bus

Onto the next city with fans screaming for us

Vibing with hands up, sing along to the chorus

Hard to ignore us, step in, give a fucking fuss

So much when they say our name, nobody can stay hushed

Pretty girls get their face flushed and red from when they blush

No need to have make-up whenever they face us

We give 'em a straight rush like we do to these fake fucks

Who can’t entertain us, mainly 'cause they suck

I wish they’d just break up, these groups who just can’t cut

It out and go about it with me without getting ate up

I’m eating these rappers alive, filling my plate up

Became cannibalized like I’m at a buffet stuffed

Still feeling my face up 'cause the hunger just stays stuck

And won’t go away 'cause my tapeworm is done taped up

Mirror, mirror, answer me this

Will I pay for all of my sins?

If it is, let judgment begin

I’ll keep marching on until then

Mirror, mirror, give me one wish

Give me strength so I don’t give in

Heaven or hell, wherever I stand

I’ll keep marching on till the end

They’re talking about you

As if all hell broke loose

They don’t even know you

They’re just lighting your fuse

They’re talking about you

Like revenge is there too

You’re everybody’s fool

Can’t win, you’ll just lose!

Is it because I wouldn’t follow you to my self-destruction?

Or maybe it was because these words have so much more contradiction

This is my only addiction, you’re only out for revenge

It’s like your rhymes are some fiction the safer I get

I get more, more vicious so don’t get me upset

Kids are paying to listen, you don’t wanna accept

Then you’re under the victim of innocence’s success

Cut the head off a chicken, he keeps on making sense

Is he so far from dead?

Bitch, is he all set?

They’re talking about you

As if all hell broke loose

They don’t even know you

They’re just lighting your fuse

They’re talking about you

Like revenge is there too

You’re everybody’s fool

Can’t win, you’ll just lose!

No!

Can’t win, you’ll just lose

No!

Can’t win, you’ll just lose!