• Talk Of The Town - Jazz Cartier

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

They say I sound like this, sound like that

Well all them niggas that I sound like, sound like Jazz

Fell off for a bit, 'til I bounced right back

But I’m that nigga right now, don’t that sound right Lantz?

Pray to God this ain’t my last record

If it is, there ain’t no half stepping (nah)

I heard I lucked out with the M.I.P

But me and Lantz is back, the new M.I.B

Man I’m a downtown legend

Everybody feels threatened​

You are not worthy of my presence

Black angel, I ain’t going to heaven man

It’s fuck paranoia, it’s feelin' like armageddon now

It’s time to collect, mine and my rent

Step on my turf, bitch watch your step

Pardon my manners, I haven’t slept

The old me just died, ask if I wept

The new me came back, asked where I went

Holes in my roof, I ain’t content

Band on my bible, I don’t repent

I am the star, this is my event

Damn Jazz and Lantz, back on they shit

Now all them haters back on they dick

Made an agenda, no plans to forget

If you step in my way, then you plan to get hit

I ain’t finna spare nobody

I ain’t tryna' hear nobody

I just spent winter in hell and if you couldn’t tell, I don’t fear nobody

My nigga save the beef

Every time I drop, I see your plays increase

Instead of dissing online, you should be thanking me

(yeah, look)

I could turn that sob story to a horror story

Stay in your lane my nigga, this ain’t your territory

The city’s on a wave right now

If I was you, I’d be very worried

Everybody in the states compare me to Drake

Cause not many in the city can carry the weight

Y’all got it wrong, dropping two or three songs

Tryna' get a little buzz and get carried away

(nigga, shit, yeah)

I’m in it for the long run

You only in it for the wrong one (yeah)

I’m in it for the long run

And they still talking down bout the talk of the town

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

I am the prince of the city

I am the talk of the town

Nobody else fucking with me

Cause I am not fucking around

Hi, and welcome to Hotel Paranoia

Where everyone checks in, and no one checks out

How may I help you?

I got a reservation under Cartier

Ah, okay, we’ve been expecting you!

One second while I contact my manager

Hello, mister Lantz?

Mr. Jazz Cartier is here for check in

Hm, okay, thanks

Here you go Mr. Cartier, here are your keys

Thank you

100 roses are waiting for you in room 713

Ah, yes, would you mind doing me a little favor and uh, notify me once my

guests arrive please?

They won’t be until a little later

Ok

Thank you

Um, where’s the elevator?