All Talk

Talk your shit It's finally time to put it to the test When you're finally in that pit Your bitch ass is laid to rest Always acting like a tough guy You never show your face around You better trust next time I get I'll slam your head in the ground Head has hit the roof Blood on the ceiling, used to the feeling Beat with an object, no one to protect Fear for your life, no escape from this strife None of us give a f*ck We say good fucking, good fucking luck Dead bodies underground Flash gone without a sound Nobody left to stop We now know you're all talk (You're All Talk)