Everthe8 - Language

[Интро] Don’t try to cheat me motherfucker Body language always tells the truth (Even from the grave) [Куплет 1] My language skills ain’t enough to express myself In vivid colors all stories I want to tell Line after line, rhyme next to rhyme, well Verse after verse, layer by layer, hell Yeah From lungs to tongue, from notes to chords Yeah I’m looking for right words Then Put them in the right songs Songs Looking for proper ears, funk Bombs in the minds and all them need is a spark Apathy in their hearts could be deeper than the dark Too many words and all of them wide of the mark Too many shots and all of them miss the heart Make you trust, that’s bigger than just an art I try, twist a rhyme, but keep clear the message part Language handicap, misconceptions breaks apart I’m knocking on human heart [Припев] Limits of my language means the limits of my world Body language always tells the truth, that’s word Words cost a lot, tell me what’s the price of yours? [Куплет 2] You better watch your mouth, next time I’ll beat you up You better watch your arms, or legs won’t help you up Don’t raise your voice, don’t talk too quiet Don’t talk too much, don’t tell a lie Don’t let em see you’re terrified, lil homie Fear no one, learn this, lil homie No place for the weak, learn this, lil homie Hide your tears, or they brand you a bitch, lil homie What's wrong? Cat got your tongue You better say something, or you’ll get some Your tongue is your horse, your tongue is your gun Violence is your language, but keep your key low Make em fear, or i make you cry Make em respect you, or I’ll fuck you up, guy If I found out you’re snitching, I’ll beat you up, fool Take away something or i take away something from you [Припев] Limits of my language means the limits of my world Body language always tells the truth, that’s word Words cost a lot, tell me what’s the price of yours? [Аутро] Body language can tell you a lot And yours said you got felt up Don’t say a word, bitch, i know what you want Your body is talking to me How many shots your body can take before talking How many words could leave it, before you lock it How many words you can't hear How many signs you can't see How many shackles you can’t feel Don't show me indifference Your body says different