Talk is Cheap

Advice, only adds to my vice

Of eatin up what others say like cheese to some mice

Instead of being good to em, I’m just being nice

Which is currently the currency I use to pay the price

Why- do- I- sacrifice- what- I- write- for- others- amusement

When what they say to me with a smile ain’t that amusing

Taking in what they say makes life ser-i-ous-ly confusing

It’s ser-i-ous-ly- to- abusive- for- my- mind- to- even- use- it

Yet- I- tie- it- like- nuse- around- my- head- to hang

Why the hell won’t the world just let me do my thang?

Sayin I shouldn’t ave sang the last lyrics I dropped

And- I-Adopted –your-words

That’s the only reason I stopped

But-no-more-will-I-sacrifice-my-soul- for-sounds-your-blaring

Cause- words-that- your- saying- are- only- based- on-what-your-fearing

That-I-might-just-be-successful

Making life less stressful

My glass is half full

Won’t make it empty for fools

I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk, but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah

I’m always in aw/ in how they look my flaws

Making them so much worse/ then what they actually saw

Com-ing- at me- like-a-saw/ They- cut- into- me- raw

Every cut is colder/ and I’m unable to thaw

These words ain’t geishas

For your entertainment only

I expect you don’t neglect these words

But treat them holy

Cuz their wholy apart of my soul

They console me

To be, calm and control instead of calmly controlled-see

Cause- that’s-how-they- ya

They, tell ya to rememba

To be sure to think first and not lose your tempa

But-they-won’t-tell-how-losing-it- at- times-forms-a-reunion

Between- the-mistakes-we-make-and-what-really-makes-us-human

It’s-time-to-take-communion-with-emotions-that-are-brewing

Blend them into your soul, and feel the renewing

Theirs no rewinding the clock

Theirs no redoing

But-their-such-a-thing-as-getting-back-up-to-keep-it-moving-so…

I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk, but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah

Time to reload

When nights feel so low

And hope can’t be seen with a microscope

I might be able to cope if I had a rope

Pulling me towards some clarity

Cause this much man is clear to me

People in this country are working without a cause

Working 9 to 5 while denying their life flaws

I don’t need a clause to back this

Just look at the people who claim their Moms and Dads but lack the practice

To focused on their practice in professionalism

That they won’t teach their kids how to beat the system

Making them into victims

Lacking the know how

Of how to dilute the pollution that killing their youth now

And if society was a tank, their shooting blanks

Lacking ammunition from those of higher ranks

The higher ranks are those who have some insight on topics

But won’t give a little unless they gain a little profit

I’m not doing this for cash or flashy clothes

I’m doing this so that your souls guns can re-load

So you can decode , this superficial road of false gold

So open up your mind and let life’s mystery unfold

let life’s mystery unfold

So you can decode , this superficial road of false gold

So open up your mind and let life’s mystery unfold

I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk; but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah

THIS IS THE 1TAKE MIXTAPE

The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz