Blueprint, trois
Yeah, yeah

What we talkin' 'bout real shit
Or we talkin' 'bout ryhmes?
You talkin' 'bout millions or you talking' 'bout mine?
What we talkin' 'bout? 'Cause I ain't got time
For what people be talkin' 'bout all the time
What we talkin' 'bout fiction or we talkin 'bout fact?
You talkin' 'bout fiction, hold up pardon my back
I'm talkin' 'bout life and all I hear is
"Oh yeah he keeps talkin' 'bout crack"
I ain't talkin' 'bout profit I'm talkin' 'bout pain
I'm talkin' 'bout despair I'm talkin' 'bout shame
I ain't talkin' 'bout gossip I ain't talkin' 'bout Game
I ain't talkin 'bout Jimmy I ain't talkin' 'bout Dame
I'm talkin' 'bout real shit dem people playin'
What is you talkin' 'bout? I don't know what y'all sayin'?
People keep talkin' 'bout Hov take it back
I'm doin' better than before, why would I do that?
Ain't nothing cool 'bout carryin' a strap
'Bout worryin' your moms And buryin' your best cat
Talkin' 'bout revenge while carryin' his casket
All teary-eyed 'bout to take it to a matress
I'm talkin' 'bout music I ain't talkin' 'bout rap
You talkin' 'bout who's hot I ain't talkin' 'bout that
The conversation is changed Lets 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
(We seein' what y'all talkin' 'bout, ha)
They talk, we did, who cares what they say
They say, they say, yeah

Still they can't' focus on them they be talkin' 'bout me
Talkin' 'bout what I wear, talkin' 'bout where I be, yeah
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' 'bout progress I ain't lookin back
You know I run track Try not to get lapped
People keep talkin' 'bout Hov left 'em flat
Try to re-write history Lets talk about facts
Dame made millions Even Jaz made some scraps
He could've made more But he didn'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
And 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 duece up
Peace out Medusa
Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tres piece, Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Rasclaat 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

(They say, they say) Writer/s: Ernest Wilson, Frederic Mercier, Kanye West, Kevin Randolph, Shawn Carter
Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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