Renee - Talk Talk

I been turning inside.

Out all, night long.

What’s up?

I'm down.

Turn this whole, night around.

Living good — Hesitate.

Place the bet — Compensate.

Clean my plate — Devastate.

Congregate then elevate.

Take a rise, on my prode.

Let it slide, great divide.

a side.

It gon’be no lady pie.

Feeling great.

Smell my my tongue.

Sugar-coated candy fun

I try to talk easy,

but it doesnt matter whatt I say…

No words come out,

you better watch your mouth 'cause,

I try to make my way,

while other fools try to compensate with words,

expressing how they feel…

Its’s in my water with the oil of blood.

How many people have I sweared I loved?

How many hurdles have I had to jump?

How many loved ones have I touched?

How many times have I fucked shit up,

to try to get

what I want?

Don’t waste your time

telling me how you feel…

Let your feelings out the door.

Blind in store.

Never met, me before.

Darkest parts will hit the floor.

I can give you what you want.

Churn the ghetto, burn the pot.

Light it it burn.

Get in line then wait your turn.

Watch the it run.

Hold your your tongue.

Cop a a lie.

Steal it home then by your wife.

I try to talk easy,

but it doesnt matter whatt I say…

No words come out,

you better watch your mouth 'cause,

I try to make my way,

while other fools try to compensate with words,

expressing how they feel…

Its’s in my water with the oil of blood.

How many people have I sweared I loved?

How many hurdles have I had to jump?

How many loved ones have I touched?

How many times have I fucked shit up,

to try to get

what I want?

Don’t waste your time

telling me how you feel…

Grab a brain, you're insane.

Who is lame?

What is fame?

In this game, who got shame?

Who shows pain and why so vain?

Grab a cane, steal a name.

Buy some style, rent a smile.

Show some skin.

start to sin.

Stop the spin and start to win.

I try to talk easy,

but it doesnt matter whatt I say…

No words come out,

you better watch your mouth 'cause,

I try to make my way,

while other fools try to compensate with words,

expressing how they feel…

Its’s in my water with the oil of blood.

How many people have I sweared I loved?

How many hurdles have I had to jump?

How many loved ones have I touched?

How many times have I fucked shit up,

to try to get what I want?

Don’t waste your time

telling me how you feel…