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W.A.L.E. lyrics : "Too Much Talk"

Bounce uh... just a little freebie
This aint even going on the tape ^!$$% $#&@ it
This that overtime flow


It wont ever be beneficial for them to ever hate me

I work immensely and dream greatly
And for all my inner wisdoms I scribble daily
To get this fed-free fetti

May God bless it cuz my guess it aint %#@! you could tell me
Lets get it

Tell these haters to catch up hot dogging forreal
Peep the way this guy rolls flat bread on that land
Im just showing improving ^!$$%s told me I couldnt

Now they say Im great all day man they just Johnathon Gruden
Baby scholarship student smart when she do that part
And I do fool with few these hoes but dont do so with too much talk

These (*##$es too much talk these ^!$$%s too much talk
^!$$%s be deep as $#&@ it confuse that when using heart
#~!!@ ^!$$%s try to push me to the limit

Think its all love jones till I perform as menace
A man has zero if a man has limits
Where Im from little $$# pass stones like bad kidneys

Get me doe and its on my mind but the same time
And today I wrote a great rhyme and read news of a new Columbine
The world good its the people crazy so we pray for Newtown

And I pray for truth and I pray profusely while shaking Lucifer
May God have us in this time we aint all together
We all pot all day I hear you calling kettle

Call waiting call blocked no conversation
And I see nobody like a $#&@ing coroner on vacation
Shout out to my fam though

And I dont $#&@ with snakes but I got ladies up at FamU
D.C. get me Tallahas-see me
To the wack ^!$$%s hating have a glass of Fiji

You ^!$$%s parched dont even start you need Dasani
Your finest women you wine and dine wont see my lobby
Whoa Kimosabe big balling is still my hobby

If a ball was one of these rhymes Id get a scholarship with this rhyming look
The Bo Jack of profound rap guess they not hip
So they all burn from the highest man to not Buck yet

Cuz Id rather Raider try not to date her but occupate her
And I floss your lady her walls shake like a @@#!y neighbor
Folarin in the house maam

And after yoga get India with the Dhalsim
One-fifty-one chilling on the couch bent
Feeling I aint getting it cuz I aint living on a mountain yet

The perfect night is a quiet woman and loud spliff
Sanaa Lathan like bumping Bilau %#@!
Serenade her with some words spread them curves thats my goal

Since I blow and treat my horn like a trombone
They may flow but they not dope they just drive cuz they not fly
They may say we at a I but they not Le they just lie

And a more than likely vacant and Im all the time booked
Reflected mine via the tongue like Jordan Five woo
Like Lou Williams I do numbers and Im too serious

In that blue Bentley its true its rented got a new dead man
Ghost tinted like number suit Ima blow digits
Its no boob for your old Js they gon four-fifth ya

Olympic 9s I been in cuz all the dimes was training
Im so in love with this hip-hop but I swear it changed when I got famous
Off the wall like MJ is off the wall like I'm Vega

Austin Powers with gold often see what Im drinking
Double sleeve Im a Anky double cup Im on TX
On out in BX with Frenchie ^!$$% $#&@ with me where I be at

^!$$% know I leave how I entered
And you leave without respect then you may leave out dismembered
And I see you Laurinaitis but my legion is different

You Dodge Ram and Im large Benz MMG ^!$$% get me... Doe

And I hear the talking but these ^!$$%s is talking Folarin

December 24th Folarin

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