Who You Talkin’ To? - Verse 2

Talk a lot of noise, and that's all that it is (Blah, blah, blah)
'Cause their hearts are employed by death management
So sour in their voice, real vile in their sin (Ew!)
I refresh 'em with this joy 'cause they beggin' for a mint
I can't stop it, heart broken like a puzzle
Let them solve it (Yeah!), tryna put me in a muzzle
You ain't talkin' (Yeah!), 'cause you' bout to lose your hustle
When you walkin' (Uh-huh), and I ain't 'bout it, let's go! (Yeah!)