I can talk the talk but do I walk the talk
I’m tripping in my head and each step I dread. I’m tripping in my head and I would rather be in bed. Dreaming of running the country instead.
I can talk the talk but do I walk the talk
The tongue can’t be tamed as I rhyme word’s of fire. Burning up rhymes is my desire. Other rhymes are just satire. Everyone crying about me you need a pacifier.
I can talk the talk but can I walk the walk
Your rhymes about me are so off their rocker you walk with a walker. You guak and squak you trip when you walk. You really out not to talk I see your words like a Hawk. I’m not blind I know what’s in your mind like telepathy. Heavy thoughts that crush your brain. Rhyming against me your tongue I will tame. Showing you all how your insane. Keep on spitting but you can’t spit out my fire.
I talk the talk but can I walk the walk