CHITTER CHATTER Songtext
von Cole Jackson
CHITTER CHATTER Songtext
So what do you think?
This guy again, heh
N-no it′s fine, I'm just, I, uh
I′m so sick of the blah, blah, blah, blah
Kay
I'm a Parasite to your Host
Take a Page when I switch the flow
I make a choice like Juno
You rip a Bong like Joon-ho
You wanna tear them down right? (Yea!)
Talk points just too trite (oh...)
Thank Tate on the late night? (yuck)
What do you value in your life?
Do you live just to save face? (Uhhh)
New Norm just the New Bates? (Ummmm)
New day just the new escape? (Well)
That's the same thing that saved Case (oh brother)
When she beat the case, whole world out the way
Go to bat like Ohtani, but they dodging the base
Root of the problem, a media heyday
Magazines pulp when I still taste the OJ
Uh
So if you think of speaking up there′s no way (mwah)
You pretty lucky that caught me on an off day
Don′t give a fuck if you gon' take this all the wrong way
So if you think of speaking up there′s no way
You pretty lucky that caught me on an off day
Don't give a fuck if you gon′ take this all the wrong way
Don't give a fuck if you gon′ take it all
So I gotta say
I'm so sick of your chitter chatter
Say it after
All that talk, man it doesn't matter
Try and think a little faster
And not from the silver platter
For the first time!
I′m so sick of your chitter chatter
Say it after
All that talk, man it doesn′t matter
Try and have a little laughter
Try and move another chapter
They'll say
You′re not cut out for saying something deep bro
You're not cut out for making me believe bro
Well i′mma cut out the middle man, see bro?
So when I shut out the others you can bleed bro
Four Horsemen looking like The Beatles
That's facts not found on the steeple
′Cause that preacher peer through the peephole
And inside the door explore pure evil
I got something to get off my chest bro
If your music is what they call their vessel
Then i'mma get out the industry gentle
You're so privileged, drinking Pepsi with Kendall
I see your stance, your attacks are feeble
While I′m attached to the vision like Coleco
So when they talk about me in this sequel
You′re gonna say "mine! mine! mine!", all seagull (ah)
So if you think of speaking up there's no way
You pretty lucky that caught me on an off day
Don′t give a fuck if you gon' take this all the wrong way
Don′t give a fuck if you gon' take this all the wrong way
So if you think of speaking up there′s no way
You pretty lucky that caught me on an off day
Don't give a fuck if you gon' take this all the wrong way
Don′t give a fuck if you gon′ take it all
So I gotta say
I'm so sick of your chitter chatter
Say it after
All that talk, man it doesn′t matter
Try and think a little faster
And not from the silver platter
For the first time!
I'm so sick of your chitter chatter
Say it after
All that talk, man it doesn′t matter
Try and have a little laughter
Try and move another chapter (mwah)
This guy again, heh
N-no it′s fine, I'm just, I, uh
I′m so sick of the blah, blah, blah, blah
Kay
I'm a Parasite to your Host
Take a Page when I switch the flow
I make a choice like Juno
You rip a Bong like Joon-ho
You wanna tear them down right? (Yea!)
Talk points just too trite (oh...)
Thank Tate on the late night? (yuck)
What do you value in your life?
Do you live just to save face? (Uhhh)
New Norm just the New Bates? (Ummmm)
New day just the new escape? (Well)
That's the same thing that saved Case (oh brother)
When she beat the case, whole world out the way
Go to bat like Ohtani, but they dodging the base
Root of the problem, a media heyday
Magazines pulp when I still taste the OJ
Uh
So if you think of speaking up there′s no way (mwah)
You pretty lucky that caught me on an off day
Don′t give a fuck if you gon' take this all the wrong way
So if you think of speaking up there′s no way
You pretty lucky that caught me on an off day
Don't give a fuck if you gon′ take this all the wrong way
Don't give a fuck if you gon′ take it all
So I gotta say
I'm so sick of your chitter chatter
Say it after
All that talk, man it doesn't matter
Try and think a little faster
And not from the silver platter
For the first time!
I′m so sick of your chitter chatter
Say it after
All that talk, man it doesn′t matter
Try and have a little laughter
Try and move another chapter
They'll say
You′re not cut out for saying something deep bro
You're not cut out for making me believe bro
Well i′mma cut out the middle man, see bro?
So when I shut out the others you can bleed bro
Four Horsemen looking like The Beatles
That's facts not found on the steeple
′Cause that preacher peer through the peephole
And inside the door explore pure evil
I got something to get off my chest bro
If your music is what they call their vessel
Then i'mma get out the industry gentle
You're so privileged, drinking Pepsi with Kendall
I see your stance, your attacks are feeble
While I′m attached to the vision like Coleco
So when they talk about me in this sequel
You′re gonna say "mine! mine! mine!", all seagull (ah)
So if you think of speaking up there's no way
You pretty lucky that caught me on an off day
Don′t give a fuck if you gon' take this all the wrong way
Don′t give a fuck if you gon' take this all the wrong way
So if you think of speaking up there′s no way
You pretty lucky that caught me on an off day
Don't give a fuck if you gon' take this all the wrong way
Don′t give a fuck if you gon′ take it all
So I gotta say
I'm so sick of your chitter chatter
Say it after
All that talk, man it doesn′t matter
Try and think a little faster
And not from the silver platter
For the first time!
I'm so sick of your chitter chatter
Say it after
All that talk, man it doesn′t matter
Try and have a little laughter
Try and move another chapter (mwah)
Writer(s): Cole Alexander Jackson, Kurt Anders Loewen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

