Every time I see you there's something new
you say you're gonna do.
I sit and listen but I'm really waiting on you to follow through
but never you will,
you always seem to stand still.
No one's gonna believe you
til you show them the real...brotha.

Hook

Rappin' your adjectives.
Talkin' your nouns and verbs.
You need to learn one thing that is
actions speak louder than words.

Verse 2

Makin' promises that always turn into lies, brotha why?
I notice you never talk to people eye to eye,
your conversation's always dry.
This is how I know you're all talk and no show.
Birds of a feather flock together so I need to go.