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Dj Lucas - The Voice Lyrics

[Intro]
DJ
Man, let me talk my talk, let me talk my talk
When you come up out the Valley
You gotta say that shit a little louder, you know what I mean? So everyone can hear you, though
I think they hear me now, though, man, it's DJ

[Chorus]
Really talk my talk, you hear the pain in my voice (D)
Where I'm from, you grab that pack and you just throw on some points, yeah (Money)
Life's about decisions and I'm makin' a choice (Let's go)
I hit the stage and do my thing, it's like you watchin' The Voice (D-D-DJ)
All these mushrooms in my body got me scared of the beat (Ah)
And homiе keep on actin' weird 'cause I ain't sharin' my bleep (Smoke)
Thеy know I really talk my talk 'cause I ain't scared of defeat (Let me talk my talk)
This the way I chose to live out the American Dream (D-DJ)

[Verse 1]
And I keep puttin' my blunt out 'cause the cops got me nervous (Smoke)
Got all the other rappers trippin' 'cause I move with a purpose (Let's go)
I'm from the '90s, everybody still was writin' in cursive (Hah)
Shorty know I got a girl, but she keep actin' coercive (Let's go)
It's a hard pill to swallow, so I'll probably sniff it (Drugs)
Boy, I came out Western Mass, they didn't know we existed (What?)
On the path less traveled, it just took some persistence (Let's go)
Shorty look like Drew Barrymore in Going the Distance (Yoom)
Really talk my talk you hear the pain in my lyrics (DJ)
Homie trippin' off the acid, said we angered the spirits
I got a custy tryna rap, he said he takin' it serious (DJ)
They like, "Lucas, you a rapper, you should change your appearance" (D-D-DJ)
But I can't, smokin' za and counting paper (Money)
Quarter pound on me while I slide through Appalachia (Yoom)
Life's a marathon, but I'm still gon' have to race you (Let's go)
The ballerina jacket like my name was Anastasia (Let me talk my talk, let me talk my talk)
[Chorus]
Really talk my talk, you hear the pain in my voice (Can you hear me now?)
Where I'm from, you grab that pack and you just throw on some points, yeah (Money)
Life's about decisions and I'm makin' a choice (Let's go)
I hit the stage and do my thing, it's like you watchin' The Voice (DJ)
All these mushrooms in my body got me scared of the beat (What?)
And homie keep on actin' weird 'cause I ain't sharin' my bleep (Crazy)
They know I really talk my talk 'cause I ain't scared of defeat (Let me talk my talk)
This the way I chose to live out the American Dream (Let's go)

[Verse 2]
Yeah (DJ), the 'za be louder than a dirt bike (Yoom)
Three-five in my bleep, so there's a chance it might not burn right (Smoke)
Ryder sittin' shotgun, break the tree down like a termite (Yeah)
Are you with me or against me? I split the city like a turnpike (Yeah)
Horrifyin', on them Addies, now they're organizin', yeah (It's crazy)
Just because I tell the truth, don't mean I'm glorifyin', yeah (I talk my talk)
Grew up in a haunted house, that shit was horrifyin' (That's horrifyin')
And I talk my talk 'cause everything else felt demoralizin' (D)

[Outro]
They like, "This shit ridiculous, Lucas," but like
Everything else seemed a little bit more ridiculous than this, you know what I mean, man? It's DJ, man (Clean, Clean, Clean, Clean)
I just gotta talk my talk, man (DJ)
Yeah, I think they hear me now, man (Yeah)
'Cause you— when you're at the bottom of the Valley, man, you gotta—
Yeah, DJ, you gotta yell that shit, man, huh (It's DJ)
Know what I mean? (DJ)
Let me talk my talk, man, Americana