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talk too much - clash (ca) lyrics

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-mattb-tt- (intro)
“d-mn…. let me say one thing.. one things for certain, two things for sure, yall’ motherf-ckrs talk too much. you need to sit yo -ss down and listen. listen clash..”

-clash- (verse one)
“how you doin’ favorite soundcloud rapper? used to talk a little, but that’s on another chapter. used to get the run around and bullsh-t after, now i’m screaming f-ck that! like all lives matter. (haha)
they sayin’ that i’m talkin’ dumb. utter limericks when gin hits and coughing lungs. when my pen hits the pad, and i talk in tongue. what was this kids name again, was it clash or sum?
f-ck a vinyl, my tapes lit wit’ richies of the lionel. suicidal. walkin’ toe first in tidal waves. n-gg-s swear they woke, but check again you’re just a mindful slave.. sorry boss your dinners late, sorry dad your winners great. just filled up my sinner plate familiar sp-ce, when we used to sell hills of shake. cuz’ rap is f-cking it. puttin’ all my f-cking bills at steak. don’t squeeze too hard my n-gg- the pill will break! then we lost a dub, but the dub was f-cking cheese. so the family just might starve. trader joe forgot the keys. can we just please feel at ease and have a steak for dinner please? callin’ on my inner beast, help me out and steal a jeep. let’s run away and see a million trees.”

(chorus)
“they sayin that i talk too much, but check it out homeboy. you don’t offer much, too society. i’m tryna’ f-ck sobriety. open up and smile deep, help me find the light in me.”
“they sayin that i talk too much, but check it out homeboy. you don’t offer much, too society. i’m tryna’ f-ck sobriety. open up and smile deep, help me find the light in me.”

(verse two)
” look. f-ck me. f-ck me. f-ck me. where the hoe’s at? can we share a toe tag? i don’t wanna’ throw back. i just need to show that. i don’t have to show past sh-t! feelin like ol’ dirty yellin’ on guitar riffs! now it’s clash the f-ckin’ ripper, grab the blade and let it rip! couple quid could get me this. humble b-tch who’s semi-lit. throw her -ss into the pit untill la brea give me free sh-t. imma’ weeb’ wit’ a beat. tell the kids come eat. in the street kerosene when i don’t repeat. my god he’s odd. with a face like job’s. gotta fix that jaw if you see my squabs’. come fight! n-gg-s like f-ck he’s nice. b-tches like f-ck that guy. so, f-ck my life. i don’t even need that hype. i don’t even need that light. i don’t even need yo sight. n-gg- i’m jesus christ!”

(chorus)
“they sayin that i talk too much, but check it out homeboy. you don’t offer much, too society. i’m tryna’ f-ck sobriety. open up and smile deep, help me find the light in me.”
“they sayin that i talk too much, but check it out homeboy. you don’t offer much, too society. i’m tryna’ f-ck sobriety. open up and smile deep, help me find the light in me. the light in me aye. aye.”

“m-th-f-cka”

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