S.L.A.B

i pay attention to actions, not words. i heard what you said, but i see how you act.Only a two faced bitch gonna do that.. I prod and you poke , lil do you know that you are the joke an imma God in this temple and I've gone completely mental on this instrumental an no it is not incidental .. an I'm sorry not sorry on going anything but gentle .. just tryna teach these fools the fundemtals of the game in which we play the villain and there's never a hero not even a thought.. whippin an wappin molly an her whoppin.. I don't give a fuck where you at ..you the one droppin.. see you some other time -bless ya later...(Bless your face.. twice in the chest then you can give it a rest.. (Verse 1) Ayo, listen up, I’m livin’ in the shadows, Talk is cheap, but I see how the ladder goes, Words flyin’ like darts, but they miss the target, I watch your moves, see the truth when you’re heartless. In the grime, where the real ones thrive, You say you ride, but I’m watchin’ how you vibe, Actions loud, while your whispers fade away, You claim you hustle, but I know you just play. (Verse 2) I’m built from the grit, where the streets collide, You say you tough, but I see the fear inside, No more talkin’, I’m done with the charades, I’m all about the grind, while you just masquerade. I heard what you said, but it don’t hold weight, You claim you’re with the crew, but you can’t elevate, So keep your words, I’m focused on the facts, In the jungle, it’s the actions that’ll cover your tracks.