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low viscosity - walk over talk lyrics

hook:
you can run your mouth
but it don’t mean, anything
if you ain’t got the words to match
talk less do more turn plans to facts i’m like
i keep my head, low when i walk
this path
cause anything i spit is irrelevant if i’m not
matchin what i say with my etiquette

verse 1:
who would’ve thought you could honestly accomplish
anything you think with your bro as an accomplice
maybe it’s because i began g, like gamgee
sam-wise frodo by my side cross the land we
open more doors (mordor) than a lord of all keys
keep a keen eye like felines we see
the right kit to pick a kit for kats like me
a kid of many hats no y.m.c….
a i wasn’t raised by the people of the village
though i’ve come to pillage the game as i scribble spinach
revitalize sight, eyes pop before i finish
refuse to make living not livin what i am spittin
hear no see no speak no evil, but what about doin?
it has no equal, words plus work equals happy people
so practice what you preach under the steeple

verse 2:
you can stand on your soap box
but all your words are dirty if you go and lead a low walk
that’s what i call, “a culprit of the pulpit” they full of it
speakin empty words not thinkin of the toll of it
so, i think i’m gonna roll now
if you sling words like angry birds, so fowl
all i’m askin is you step the way you flap them jowls
cause right now i could soak your spit up with a towel
a wooden dowel, that a curtain hangs from
is a the same as a man’s word, that he gets his game from
the source and the code to our power
the shower to our mayflower, can’t cower
discover a whole new world
a lad among the din of a whirlwind of sin that swirls
and unfurls before a girl wonderin
if the hurdles that i take match the words i’m hurlin

verse 3:
johnny appleseed when i speak
every word, is a seed that i plant
like a beet on a beat so i guess i’m like schrute
when it takes root, farmin like the fruit himself
in my office, doin well, droppin bars i ruin jail
stoppin ya’ll from movin h-ll to the surface of your tale
cause i don’t think your head is full of nails
i raise souls and elevate sales
“an ounce of action is worth a pound of theorizing,”
so i keep production levels rising
used to put the “pro” in procrastinate
finding tasks to take me away, from mastering my fate
i’d fake sick, take a day finish a paper that was supposed to take six
weeks but i gave in to playin and stayin up late
a hollow life of sleepy days
but now i got my head back and i follow what i say

- low viscosity lyrics

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