Let’s Talk About It

By Cam’ron

On Crime Pays

Released on 2009

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[Chorus: sample]

Let’s talk about me for a minute

Well, how do you think

I feel about what’s been going on?

Let’s talk about me for a minute

Well, how do you think

I feel about what’s been going on?

Let’s talk about me for a minute

Well, how do you think

I feel about what’s been going on?

Let’s talk about me for a minute

Well, how do you think

I feel about what’s gone wrong?

Let’s talk about me for a minute


[Verse 1: Cam'ron]

Killa, uh

Call the doctor up, the jewels sick

Front, get confronted, the tools grip

My gun stay long like a pool stick

I don't need it, I could kill 'em with a toothpick

(Let’s talk about me for a minute)

Like a bad hand, no prob. folding 'em

Make 'em a golf course, 18 holes in 'em

Like a Jamaican shirt, 28 grams I could make it work

Straight to work, like amber stay alert

'fore I creep up behind you

Won't see me coming like the swine flu, huh... times two

Remind you I'm way way worse

Like the FK, AK, trey 8 first

I tell mami "ohh display your purse"

Treat my dick like a Sprite, obey your thirst

Walk in the weed spot, Louie shirt, G-Shock

Lenox Ave to D-Block, we hot... oowww, Killa... Killa

Killa... Killa...


[Break: sample]

I’m the one

I’m the one

I’m the one

I’m the one


[Verse 2: Cam'ron]

My mom had 3 strokes, fell hard

No sympathys, flowers, get well cards

All swell god, no lost love ock

She driving again, put her in soft spot

Gotta thank Tito Poppin, off top

Got her medicine, vicodins, cough drop

Now I'm back out, niggas jaw drop

Girls draws drop, glass say fuck 'em all ock

Hit 'em hard rocks, right in they soft spot

January 2nd until the ball drop

I don't lobby for more props, I'm something that y'all not

Porsche hot, out in the ball park

The faucet leaking, I don't play with leaks

Song get played early, break his teeth

I'ma fuck the nigga up that made this beat

Two piece, dope fiend, straight to sleep, Killa, Killa

I'm the one, nigga


[Chorus: sample]

Let’s talk about me for a minute

Well, how do you think

I feel about what’s been going on?

Let’s talk about me for a minute

Well, how do you think

I feel about what’s gone wrong?

Let’s talk about me for a minute

Well, how do you think

I feel about what’s been going on?

Let’s talk about me for a minute

Well, how do you think

I feel about what’s gone wrong?


[Verse 3: Jadakiss]

I'ma keep it a hundred, these niggas don't want it

Either a head shot or a bullet to the stomach

If you live, you'll never fully recover from it

If you die, we gon' pop bottles 'til we vomit

And nah, we don't wear diamonds, we rock comets

My money came illegally, fuck it at least I'm honest

Finally 'bout to leave all the bullshit behind us

So right now death is the only thing I can promise

40's and the llamas

We hitting everything except the shorties in pajamas

Shooting in the Miami heat, like Chalmers

Slugs make you feel like you rocking leather bombers

Somebody call the coroners, I'm a hustler did numbers in the drought

You at your moms crib for the summer on the couch

A lot of niggas suck, nothing to figure out

They put themselves in the hole, want you to dig 'em out


[Outro: sample]

I’m the one

I’m the one

I’m the one

I’m the one