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Dialogue Lyrics by Journalist

Scribes of Life

2002

[Intro: Journalist]
Come on, y'all
Team Heat

[Verse 1: K. Walker]
A'ight, this Rap Scandalous, we here in front of the camera
With this Philly cat who was runnin' with Canibus
We got a few topics you need to confirm with us
Won't you start by telling why your name is Journalist

[Verse 2: Journalist]
Yo, it wasn't hard finding a name, I got time in the game
And other cats, they be rhyming the same
Besides, I'm a hard writer, every time in the stu'
Hitting all nighters, getting them bars tighter

[Verse 3: K. Walker]
Yo, the fact that you in the game and you claim
That you giving 'em flavor, how do you consider the haters?
Knowing you visit they hood and you hitting they neighbors
You busting thеy confidence, say you get with 'еm later

[Verse 4: Journalist]
Yo, put it like this, dawg, they should've known from the tip-off
When I came in the game, it be hard getting they shit off
Hating niggas 'bout to tick off, ready to lick off
Nice with a pistol, so I'm guaranteed to hit y'all

[Chorus: K. Walker & Journalist]
Yo, where you from? (Philly)
I heard you nice (Really?)
But spit a verse (Later)
Never mind (Later)
You think you shine (Razor)
They say you weak (Haters)
Then what's that (Toast)
Chain and the watch (Both)
Yo, where you from? (Philly)
I heard you nice (Really?)
But spit a verse (Later)
Never mind (Later)
You think you shine (Razor)
They say you weak (Haters)
Then what's that (Toast)
Chain and the watch (Both)

[Verse 5: K. Walker]
Okay, we heard you on the mixtapes, doing your thing
In a joint off your album that grew in the Spring
To a lot of people dirty, still new on the scene
So how long you think it'll take to prove you King?

[Verse 6: Journalist]
Shit, at the award show, I might be gripping a plaque
I stay spitting the fact on this sizzling track
I catch a chick up in the stoop, put her tits on the wax
Thinking of crack, bust off than ship in the back

[Verse 7: K. Walker]
Now you say your uniform always rang with them boots
So when you aim in the booth, do you hang with your troops?
And you say you getting love when you out of the town
Be coming up with neighborhood with your stomping around

[Verse 8: Journalist]
You know my one-six dawgs a couple of criminals
Don't check them in the rogue, they ask for tennis shoes
All you women do with the extra interlude
The way that I envy you is through hearts in interview, nigga

[Chorus: K. Walker & Journalist]
Yo, where you from? (Philly)
I heard you nice (Really?)
But spit a verse (Later)
Never mind (Later)
You think you shine (Razor)
They say you weak (Haters)
Then what's that (Toast)
Chain and the watch (Both)
Yo, where you from? (Philly)
I heard you nice (Really?)
But spit a verse (Later)
Never mind (Later)
You think you shine (Razor)
They say you weak (Haters)
Then what's that (Toast)
Chain and the watch (Both)

[Verse 9: K. Walker]
Okay, fam, I appreciate you busting it up
But as far as you getting busy, that wasn't enough
Now it's few cats that feel you and few cats that doubt you
Give us some more, some for those who haven't heard 'bout you

[Verse 10: Journalist]
Yo, We taking your dudes under, me and a few gunners
That'll pop newcomers and turn them to cucumbers
I sat for two summers, now my album is due, come-up
Yeah, I'm prepared for a huge stomach
Who wanna spit with the best? Y'all can bring hundreds
I'm like mental in nest, I got your team's number
None of y'all spit worthy, you know I got
The flow game to get a chick's tits perky through a Knicks jersey
Plus, I pitch dirty, before the sun come up, it's six-thirty
Flipping them big birdies, and when I get a hold of you
No telling what I throw at you, long as the gun toteable
Journs, I'm controllable

[Chorus: K. Walker & Journalist]
Yo, where you from? (Philly)
I heard you nice (Really?)
But spit a verse (Later)
Never mind (Later)
You think you shine (Razor)
They say you weak (Haters)
Then what's that (Toast)
Chain and the watch (Both)
Yo, where you from? (Philly)
I heard you nice (Really?)
But spit a verse (Later)
Never mind (Later)
You think you shine (Razor)
They say you weak (Haters)
Then what's that (Toast)
Chain and the watch (Both)
Credits

About “Dialogue” by Journalist

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"Dialogue" appears on "Scribes of Life" in 2002.

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