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I'm Just Talkin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Amp Adams Aka Double A
Length: 3:25
Written by: Anthony Adams




Amp Adams Aka Double A - I'm Just Talkin' Lyrics




Turn the "Thumperlazation" all the way up on the one
Not, not the two
No, these "Boom, Boomer's" are not go'n understand that you saying
That it ought to be on the three

I could've been a singer
Y'all'd be hearing my voice
Saying its the Southside Rider
And he's on point
But I'll leave that up to Omar, Willie Clayton, and the like
'Cause I be on that "rapness" when I get close to the mic
Have you on pins and needles
Though, I'm more like a spike
And if you run up on it
It ain't go'n be nothing, you like
Don't test the "Big Love," 'cause I done taught that class
And lost good pairs of shoes to the back of your pants
I'm really "flabbergasped," you would ruin your career
You could've really been something, if your thoughts were more clear
With a subject more than shine
Well, all in due time
I'm just talkin', these are just words
And they just happen to rhyme

I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in'

If I talk about these bricks
Click, bang, bang, boogie, in these hits
Would my slang do the dang thang
And put me in the mix
Would I, could I, be "mo' gooder," with this flow
And can these words, do the way mo'
Catalyst, iconoclast, is it possible, to out Hulk, the Hulk
Or is the best that can be done
To "wreck" the pinky toe
There it is, go'n get it
Is the business, them say
Tow the party line
Or you can not stay
The truth is, not really trying
So I'ma exit, on my own
Swing low sweet chariot
Peep the deeper meaning of the song, of life
It's ripe, and 'bout that real
Ehh day, Ehh night

I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in

A group of dudes were conversing
Making a "know it all" cake
They were loud, extra proud
So it had, extra mistakes
Scribble, scribble
Just so happens, that within, the sound of their voices
Was someone, on this topic, that could've been considered claravoyent
So in the interest, of no more than helping the dudes out
She spoke
It awoke an instinct, to instantly, shut it down
Shut it down
So they continued in menu
Oh, this go'n be good
What they thought to themselves
So badly, they mis-understood
They ain't knowin'
They ate it all up
Now, they sittin' on stuck
In a place of their own designed
Poor construct
That's what happens when you pre-determine someone's value, or skill
This is how it is
Now pay the bill

I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in
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Turn the "Thumperlazation" all the way up on the one
Not, not the two
No, these "Boom, Boomer's" are not go'n understand that you saying
That it ought to be on the three

I could've been a singer
Y'all'd be hearing my voice
Saying its the Southside Rider
And he's on point
But I'll leave that up to Omar, Willie Clayton, and the like
'Cause I be on that "rapness" when I get close to the mic
Have you on pins and needles
Though, I'm more like a spike
And if you run up on it
It ain't go'n be nothing, you like
Don't test the "Big Love," 'cause I done taught that class
And lost good pairs of shoes to the back of your pants
I'm really "flabbergasped," you would ruin your career
You could've really been something, if your thoughts were more clear
With a subject more than shine
Well, all in due time
I'm just talkin', these are just words
And they just happen to rhyme

I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in'

If I talk about these bricks
Click, bang, bang, boogie, in these hits
Would my slang do the dang thang
And put me in the mix
Would I, could I, be "mo' gooder," with this flow
And can these words, do the way mo'
Catalyst, iconoclast, is it possible, to out Hulk, the Hulk
Or is the best that can be done
To "wreck" the pinky toe
There it is, go'n get it
Is the business, them say
Tow the party line
Or you can not stay
The truth is, not really trying
So I'ma exit, on my own
Swing low sweet chariot
Peep the deeper meaning of the song, of life
It's ripe, and 'bout that real
Ehh day, Ehh night

I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in

A group of dudes were conversing
Making a "know it all" cake
They were loud, extra proud
So it had, extra mistakes
Scribble, scribble
Just so happens, that within, the sound of their voices
Was someone, on this topic, that could've been considered claravoyent
So in the interest, of no more than helping the dudes out
She spoke
It awoke an instinct, to instantly, shut it down
Shut it down
So they continued in menu
Oh, this go'n be good
What they thought to themselves
So badly, they mis-understood
They ain't knowin'
They ate it all up
Now, they sittin' on stuck
In a place of their own designed
Poor construct
That's what happens when you pre-determine someone's value, or skill
This is how it is
Now pay the bill

I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talkin', these, just words
People do it all day
I'm just talkin', these, just words
Why would you care what I say
I'm just talk-in'
I'm just talk-in
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Writer: Anthony Adams
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