You run your mouth, I’m surprised it doesn’t fall off, The next time you run it, I’ma knock it off/ Behind your mouth is a coward, Behind your eyes is fear. Now your motives, now your actions, Are crystal clear/ I’ve found the key, I’ve kept my word. We deserve the same, And soon you’ll learn/ Actions speak loud, But you’re so quiet. Run your mouth, I don’t buy it/ Words fall short/ Hiding back, Can’t keep your words. Mouth sewn shut, So choke them down/ Until you can’t breathe/ Behind your mouth is a coward, Behind your eyes is fear. Now your motives, now your actions, Are crystal clear. You’ve got no respect, It’s something that you earn. Not by running your mouth, But by keeping your word.
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