Walk The Walk Lyrics

You talk about the things that you hope for

I talk about the things that I'm known for

You talk about the things that you're into

I talk about the things that I've been through

You talk, but can't walk the walk, the walk

That'll get you outlined in chalk, chalk

That'll get you outlined in chalk, chalk

That'll get you flatlined for sure

Yo, I'm just getting started

Yet I'm better than ever

Better plans, more clever endeavors

Severed my ties with all the lies

The snakes in disguise

I cook up with a small circle

It's like I'm baking a pie

Cause time's changed

I'm from an era where the crime reigned

And '94 New York is still my mind frame

Made my first waves in the business around '09

And the rhymes came

Now I'm sticking up the rhyme game

You talk about the things that you hope for

I talk about the things that I'm known for

You talk about the things that you're into

I talk about the things that I've been through

You talk, but can't walk the walk, the walk

That'll get you outlined in chalk, chalk

That'll get you outlined in chalk, chalk

That'll get you flatlined for sure

Flow deadly, smooth yet fierce

Like rock and roll medleys

I don't react when they be acting petty

I excel in all, while they all clearly lacking every

Scheming on them like I'm Machiavelli, Niccolo

But you act like I ain't speaking though, I'm dolo

We used to rap to eat, now we go pro bono

Here's some tickets to the show though

Cause I'm greatness and

My greatest still awaits us, I'm Juan Soto

You talk about the things that you hope for

I talk about the things that I'm known for

You talk about the things that you're into

I talk about the things that I've been through

You talk, but can't walk the walk, the walk

That'll get you outlined in chalk, chalk

That'll get you outlined in chalk, chalk

That'll get you flatlined for sure

This one's for the block

For those who pitch

Those who getting rich

For those without a pot to piss

I speak for all of it, it's obvious

For hustlers who did years over a stop and frisk

For cats who never coming home

Watching the clock just tick

The satchel Paige of the game

Could've struck out the Babe

All I needed, was a chance to play

So if I'm bubbling or my ribs is touching

We discussing money or there's no discussion

You talk about the things that you hope for

I talk about the things that I'm known for

You talk about the things that you're into

I talk about the things that I've been through

You talk, but can't walk the walk, the walk

That'll get you outlined in chalk, chalk

That'll get you outlined in chalk, chalk

That'll get you flatlined for sure