Every time I see you there's something new you say you're gonna do. I sit and listen but I'm really waiting on you to follow through but never you will, you always seem to stand still. No one's gonna believe you til you show them the real...brotha.
Hook
Rappin' your adjectives. Talkin' your nouns and verbs. You need to learn one thing that is actions speak louder than words.
Verse 2
Makin' promises that always turn into lies, brotha why? I notice you never talk to people eye to eye, your conversation's always dry. This is how I know you're all talk and no show. Birds of a feather flock together so I need to go.
