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Correct TALK IS CHEAP Lyrics
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[Verse 1: baker] Smokin blunts in the ville Coming with that southern feel I hate a bitch I hate busta Raised to win if need I kill No hiccups in my game Throwing words with a slang It’s a Tennessee thang Rep the south we love it mane Here’s the deal comin real Layin waste to all these fakes I break a mutha fuckas will And skin these puny coward snakes Demonstrating with the assertion Fighting till my very end You can not win within this life unless your dominant my friend So put your foot up in the ass of any soul who try to stop you If you wanna reach the top Just fly along and do not drop till You are spaced from this place Somewhere else but still I’m faced With all these cowards that I hate Just let me live and don’t relate I ain’t sparing no bitch feel the wrath within my path From underground the trinity we rising off the map So watch your words if we’re spoken Or the fires are awoken See the devils what your hoping but there’s worse that’s yet been broken With the 3 no provoking only worried bout ourselves Into the future we will grow and make this bump this wicked craft Feel the heat from the sun beating down upon your back For the moon will come soon and then we go out on attack Ain’t no need for the money I just do it for the laughs Feed my ego with these deeds So terrible is how I act No emotions when I’m stalking Hear the terrors in this track No remorse I’m ever shown Creeping up so watch your back [Verse 2: hydra] I'm gettin tired of these rappers Spittin’ all the same bits Motherfucker we don't care about them diamonds on your wrists You still a bitch We know a nerd when we see one Runnin’ lip over the internet You’Re claimin’ what you’Re worth But only flinch when consequences come No need to run from yourself Cause we gon bring the noise I bet behind that fake persona Hides a little boy Just spend a day off in the ville I’Ll show you whats important You sheep ain’T ready to face the devil Get your things in order You wont be worried about your necklace When your leakin from ya head off in the icu I cannot sympathize fool I know depression aint a game But half these pussy ass suckas Just be cryin for some fame We need a new direction Take your sadness and embrace it Make a change and overcome Or else you might as well just dig yourself a grave and join the bums No ones stopping for the weak You gotta problem Come and solve it Show some action talk is cheap I'm always down to buck Drugs money pussy power See that's all you want Id rather speak about reality And hold my own Some people just don't fuckin get it Do your thang and ramble on But once you bustas cross the click There is no way to stop the hunt I'm out for blood I am a fiend I toss and turn at night I can't escape my inner evil Satan lives inside The truth will float onto surface Open up your eyes These social media pretenders Don't control you mane
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