Muze Sikk - When I Talk

I don't really wanna play with these punks
Must've thought that I was dumb cuz of the slang when I talk
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
I don't really wanna play with these punks
Must've thought that I was dumb cuz of the slang when I talk
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
Intrepid
Indirect
Assessment
Way too many words to say I'm restless with
Without restlessness how could you rest a bit
I'm unimpressed with big
Words
Flew too close to the sun and it
Burns
And it hurts
Ya
I have learned
Unlearned
And relearned
I have actualized a sight seen and heard
Satellites and the brightest lights
Lying behind this life
You know; the finer things
The final things
And the alpha jazz
Omega dash
We on our way to cash
How could you create a masterpiece
With mastering a piece
Bro that's wack to me
Whole discography of casualties
Every beat got beat to death
Imma rise from the ash
And it ain't even Easter yet
While y'all are looking for some feet to lick
I'm accomplishing feats with licks
Lectures like Dore and I got the keys to it
Toward excellence
Troward sense when I speak it into existence
This is kid shit man
I don't really wanna play with these punks
Must've thought that I was dumb cuz of the slang when I talk
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
I don't really wanna play with these punks
Must've thought that I was dumb cuz of the slang when I talk
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
I rock like Plymouth
They gone be like
I remember when he said it
Get a bit inventive with your living and envision
Dripping innovation when you enter in the building
Yo
I gotta ask if U.K. like Exeter
She pull me back in when I exit her
It may seem like non sequiturs
When your attention span is less than 10 seconds
And if you had half a brain you'd halve it all
Sleepy heads; they always going comatose
Arise my love; let's get active
Stakes so high they get cooked by the passing
Stars as I bar half assing
Strags unworthy of all this action
They wanna make it
But they don't really have the passion
And they don't really have the patience
Ok
I just want my name in halls of fame and on y'alls tongues
Ok
I base my elation on the waves the make us jump
And
I don't wait for days I make them count like algebra
There's way too many fakers in this game imma break them off
Like
I don't really wanna play with these punks
Must've thought that I was dumb cuz of the slang when I talk
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
I don't really wanna play with these punks
Must've thought that I was dumb cuz of the slang when I talk
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya
When I Talk
Ya ya ya ya

Written by:
Jonathan Paulson

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