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[Intro: T-Pain] Boop, boop Boop, boop (Yeah, yeah) Boop, boop (Pizzle, woo) Yeah, ayy, hey [Chorus: T-Pain] You ain't know about it, bitch, you know now (You know now) They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Ah-ah-ah) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk (Ah-ah-ah) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk, ayy, ayy Worldwide nigga, but I'm so South (So South) They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Hey) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk (Yeah, oh) [Verse 1: T-Pain] They say I need to let go of my past (Of my past) Told 'em they could kiss my whole ass (Whole ass) At this point, I already got the bag (Yuh) All y'all niggas chasin' what I already had I been the wave, nigga (Yuh) I made a whole career off me havin' to save niggas (Yuh) Then they turn they back on me and I forgave niggas (Yuh) Now they my sons, I did not sign up to raise niggas (Nah) At least behave, niggas (Nah) See, I got Grammys on Grammys, I got awards all in my crib (Hey) Feed me Houdinis who wanted me to disappear (Hey) They wanna replace me, how you replace top-tier? (Hey) Bitch, you ain't new Pizzle, you just been here for a year [Pre-Chorus: T-Pain] Yeah, yeah, yeah, I ain't tryna stunt, homie (Stunt, homie) The gross of your career's just a month for me (A month for me) I know the last couple years been a slump for ya (Slump for ya) And now you mad that I got the one-up on ya (One-up) Yuh [Chorus: T-Pain] You ain't know about it, bitch, you know now (You know now) They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Ah-ah-ah) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk (Ah-ah-ah) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk, ayy, ayy Worldwide nigga, but I'm so South (So South) They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Hey) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk Yeah-oh [Verse 2: T-Pain] They say I need to get back on my shit (Back on my shit) I told 'em they could suck my whole dick (My whole dick) At this point, I already got it lit (Lit) You still tryna do shit that I already did I been the truth, nigga (Yuh) You don't wanna see me go off in this booth, nigga (Yuh) That leap of faith'll get you thrown off of the roof, nigga (Yuh) Respect the O.G., yeah, you know me, who is you, nigga? (Yuh) Ayy, what that do, nigga? (Yuh) These unoriginal, hypocritical, pussy niggas It'll hit you when it spit at you, get it to you the old-fashioned way Cynical missions for them niggas that's actin' fickle It'll pick a nigga off, you gon' listen to what I have to say [Pre-Chorus: T-Pain & Both] Yeah, I ain't tryna stunt, homie (Stunt, homie) The gross of your career's just a month for me (A month for me) I know the last couple years been a slump for ya (Slump for ya) And now you mad that I got the one-up on ya (One-up) [Chorus: T-Pain & Lil Wayne] You ain't know about it, bitch, you know now (Bitch, you know now) They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Ain't talkin' bout shit) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk, ayy, ayy (That's that G.O.A.T. talk) Worldwide nigga, but I'm so South (So South) They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Hey) (And lemme talk my shit) That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk That's that [Verse 3: Lil' Wayne] They say I need to get back on my rap shit (My rap shit) I say they need to get a fuckin' pap smear, lil' bitch The greatest of all time, check my stats, bitch (Check my stats, bitch) But you look like Wayne, you sound like Wayne, we gettin' catfished? Callin' me a has-been when the only thing I have been Is everything they haven't been Looking like my mannequins Somethin' like some amateurs, I call 'em Tunechi Scavengers I need to sue they managers All these lil' robots, do they even include the batteries? Kiss my gluteus maximus This ain't that and that ain't this, feel like I been cloned, dawg I just cut your song off, that shit sound like womp-womp I just cut some me on, that shit lit like neon Grammys on my shelf I know some bitches that deserve they panties on my shelf But they didn't have no underwear I'm on a planet somewhere else, on a Xan and somethin' else If these rappers is my sons, as a parent, I have failed I'm the G.O.A.T I don't even fuckin' write, but one motherfuckin' quote Is better than everything you ever motherfuckin' wrote That's true, she got a G.O.A.T. tattoo I got a G.O.A.T. statue, you gotta quote that too From the G.O.A.T. mouth
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Meaning of "Goat Talk" by T-Pain
The track immediately establishes a boastful, almost defiant tone, centered around the declaration of being the "G.O.A.T." – the Greatest Of All Time. The repeated phrase "You ain't know about it, bitch, you know now" serves as a direct challenge, asserting that the narrator's undeniable status is now being acknowledged, whether listeners were aware before or not. This sets up a narrative of established greatness confronting perceived newcomers or doubters, emphasizing that the "G.O.A.T. talk" is not just talk, but a reflection of proven achievement. The core tension in the lyrics revolves around the narrator's perceived superiority and the dismissiveness towards those who question or attempt to emulate them. Phrases like "All y'all niggas chasin' what I already had" and "The gross of your career's just a month for me" highlight a vast disparity in accomplishment. The narrator positions themselves as an originator, someone who has paved the way and achieved a level of success that others are still striving for, framing their current status as a natural consequence of their past efforts and inherent talent. A key element of the craft is the aggressive, almost confrontational use of hyperbole and direct address. The lyrics are packed with dismissive put-downs and comparisons that underscore the narrator's elevated position. For instance, the imagery of having "Grammys on Grammys, I got awards all in my crib" serves as tangible proof of their legacy, directly contrasting with the perceived mediocrity of others. This direct, often crude, language reinforces the unshakeable confidence and the "G.O.A.T." persona being projected. What makes these lyrics hit hard is their unapologetic self-affirmation and the clear delineation between the established legend and the aspiring imitators. The repeated assertion of being the "G.O.A.T." isn't just a claim; it's presented as an objective fact, backed by the implied weight of past achievements and the sheer audacity of the delivery. The lyrics create a sense of undeniable presence, forcing the listener to acknowledge the narrator's perceived dominance in the game.
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- T-Pain
- Lil Wayne