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TALK

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Intro

Mic hot, lips looser than a TikTok scroll Everybody talkin' like they tryna win parole Echo chamber anthem, welcome to the spin Let me talk my piece... then talk it again I know I talk too much—song’s past the limit But if I shut up now, truth die with it So I’ll run my mouth 'til the last snare drop Then rewind that breath right back to the top

Verse 1

Yeah, I heard 'em—shinin’ with no wattage Flexin' fake chains, got debt in they cottage Press conf’ beefs, talk tough with the stance But it’s all soft serve when they zip they pants Preach in Dior robes, tweetin' from the pulpit Talk about sin while they dive in the guilt pit Ivies with they scarf on, sayin’ “check the facts” But won’t debate unless the crowd claps back I talk different—like a whisper with a switchblade Words cut deep, you can’t band-aid shade They said, “don’t say too much, just vibe” But I speak in floods—Moses on live

Chorus

Talk, talk, talk, yeah, I heard that script But your quotes got holes like a counterfeit drip Talk, talk, talk, it’s a gospel spin But your story sound broke with a saintless grin Talk, talk, talk—mouths dance like shows But I’m the rerun king, I rehearse these blows Talk, talk, talk—keep it runnin’ on loop But I got 4 verses, and not a second to mute

Verse 2

Verse two, still talkin’—I warned y’all before Can’t fit all this truth in a 3-min score Bullies bark from the bleachers, built like sound But crumble when the echo finally hits ground Political puppet talk, same script, new face Change the seat, keep the lies in place They filibuster pain, campaign on grief Sell hope in packs, then forget the street And mama’s voice? That syrup-slap tone "Fix your hair," but her words cut bone Told me smile when my heart bled paint Now I smile sharp—don’t test my restraint [Chant Break] TALK IS CHEAP—who wrote that check? TALK IS DEEP—if it hit that neck TALK ON REPEAT—spin that set But I talk like time—tickin' with respect

Verse 3

Now I’m vibin’ with verse three, still spittin' breath They tried to edit me short like a censored death You talk ‘bout blessings with a rented chain But I been through storms that baptized pain TV sold truth with a green screen glow But I pixelate the lie till the static show My mirror said “you broke,” I replied “just bent” Now I speak riches you can’t pay to invent Funny how they all wanna talk to the star But went silent when I slept in my car Now they quote me like a scripture scroll Even Siri wanna learn my soul And I got more—barely halfway done But I compromised... made this just under five, son

Hook

Talk, talk, talk—I gave ‘em too much But they still press play like they can’t get enough Talk, talk, talk—this verse ain't fluff It’s the gospel of grit in a world too tough

Verse 4

Last verse—unless I sneak five in disguise (Just kidding… kinda) Let me summarize lies Talk is the weapon and the mirror and the cloak Used to whisper my death, now I headline hope Used to talk myself outta dreams with doubt Now my tongue print diamonds when I talk it out Every syllable’s a stitch, every rhyme’s a rebirth Every “you ain’t shit” turned into my worth So talk like you want—preach, flex, or debate I’m the anchor, the rerun, the soul in the tape And when the outro comes, I ain’t really gone It’s just the setup for the same ol’ song…

Chorus

Talk, talk, talk, yeah, I heard that script But your quotes got holes like a counterfeit drip Talk, talk, talk, it’s a gospel spin But your story sound broke with a saintless grin Talk, talk, talk—mouths dance like shows But I’m the rerun king, I rehearse these blows Talk, talk, talk—keep it runnin’ on loop But I got 4 verses, and not a second to mute

Outro

Now rewind it back—mouths still open Same talk, new day, same lies spoken But I speak last, and I speak bold Turn your “talk” to gold with a story retold… Mic hot, lips looser than a TikTok scroll Everybody talkin' like they tryna win parole

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01 / The opening
Mic hot, lips looser than a TikTok scroll Everybody talkin' like they tryna win parole
02 / A returning thought
Talk, talk, talk, yeah, I heard that script But your quotes got holes like a counterfeit drip
03 / The last image
Now rewind it back—mouths still open Same talk, new day, same lies spoken

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Release date of this source
July 25, 2025
This source on YouTube · Eastern
October 16, 2025
Playlist addition · Eastern
October 26, 2025
Duration
5:23
YouTube views
56
Catalog source video ID
Nc23yvyPoCc

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October 17, 2025
Release type
Single
Date added
October 3, 2025
Status
live
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