This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
Uh feels good
If it feels good don't even fight it man
You know?
Yeah man
Real Talk Of New York
Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur
So they wanna (pause) the door
Chicks come around and put kisses on the jaw
So I ain't a player that need assistance to score
Any misses you saw
Climb on the couch kicked off the Christian Dior
I done popped 'till I sweat a Christ in a pore
But I do it again if you missed it before
Its no big deal
I'm so big wheel
In them little cars with those big wheels
With a little box full of those big steels
Pretty little chicks in those big heels
For me it never gets old
Most girls is diggers who ain't goin' never hit gold
I get under the sun when the weather get cold
8 ball five when the seven gets old
Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation
Now see you the type ta
Get too hyper
Maybe cause your chick like me
But I'm a black card swiper
That just pipe her
And you don't give a like me
They say I'm the sickest since Carter dropped
So girls jump to it with Vince Carters hops
Its the truck with the twenty inch startin' stops
That have 'em not knowin'
Whether they stayin' or goin'
They stare at the Airs and be sayin' it glowin'
And they like my style and the way I be flowin'
But that's when I bud in and say that I'm blowin'
Now you could make the choice if you stayin' or goin'
Girl
We could go any place in the world
And the jet hold twelve so theres space for ya girls
Nobody in the street gonna hear
That you givin' forty thousand feet in the air
Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation
Most of these tag a longs
Brag on songs
But can't keep it up like a Baget thong
Keep frontin' like you spend
While ya pockets get lighter and lighter like Michael's skin
On the other hand
I'm the kind of brother man
With fifty thou of ice just up on the hand
Bentley bright and rocky covered band
And a zone that'll tell the time in another land
Girls spread they legs same day I bagged 'em
Its the Mustard Gut, Mayo Magnum
In the twenty twos with the butter knife shine
That's why every body and they mother like mine
I rarely be
Where the willies be
There ain't been a dude this smooth since Billy D
Girl you need to make your move
The ego is what (pause) the Lakers groove
Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation
Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation
If it feels good don't even fight it man
You know?
Yeah man
Real Talk Of New York
Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur
So they wanna (pause) the door
Chicks come around and put kisses on the jaw
So I ain't a player that need assistance to score
Any misses you saw
Climb on the couch kicked off the Christian Dior
I done popped 'till I sweat a Christ in a pore
But I do it again if you missed it before
Its no big deal
I'm so big wheel
In them little cars with those big wheels
With a little box full of those big steels
Pretty little chicks in those big heels
For me it never gets old
Most girls is diggers who ain't goin' never hit gold
I get under the sun when the weather get cold
8 ball five when the seven gets old
Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation
Now see you the type ta
Get too hyper
Maybe cause your chick like me
But I'm a black card swiper
That just pipe her
And you don't give a like me
They say I'm the sickest since Carter dropped
So girls jump to it with Vince Carters hops
Its the truck with the twenty inch startin' stops
That have 'em not knowin'
Whether they stayin' or goin'
They stare at the Airs and be sayin' it glowin'
And they like my style and the way I be flowin'
But that's when I bud in and say that I'm blowin'
Now you could make the choice if you stayin' or goin'
Girl
We could go any place in the world
And the jet hold twelve so theres space for ya girls
Nobody in the street gonna hear
That you givin' forty thousand feet in the air
Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation
Most of these tag a longs
Brag on songs
But can't keep it up like a Baget thong
Keep frontin' like you spend
While ya pockets get lighter and lighter like Michael's skin
On the other hand
I'm the kind of brother man
With fifty thou of ice just up on the hand
Bentley bright and rocky covered band
And a zone that'll tell the time in another land
Girls spread they legs same day I bagged 'em
Its the Mustard Gut, Mayo Magnum
In the twenty twos with the butter knife shine
That's why every body and they mother like mine
I rarely be
Where the willies be
There ain't been a dude this smooth since Billy D
Girl you need to make your move
The ego is what (pause) the Lakers groove
Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation
Hey hey stop that mama
Can't you see that I'm a East Coast stunna
Hey hey you must misunder-stand
I don't spend all to bend that over
Hey hey
Why you lookin' like that for?
I'm done you can run no need for conversation
Hey hey hey hey
No need for conversation
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No Need for Conversation Lyrics as written by John Jackson Khari Cain
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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