Lyrics All That Talk - Bossman Birdie

All That Talk

Yeah
Sometimes you gotta tell these MCs to just slow down like
Take time innit
You know what I mean
All that
All that
All that talk
You live life too fast (all that talk, all that talk)
The waste of crying
Shouldn’t be online (take time man)
When man take time (you know what I mean)
Take time
When man take time
MCs should crawl before they walk
Man better think before they talk
Call my name like say this is sport
Man might end up on the end of my fork
Eat MCs but I don’t eat pork
Man grind hard cah man ain’t no dork
Meridian walk, where I was taught
Man violate, you can get corned
Call of Duty, you can’t respawn
You’ll get mourned
Dead that bad boy talk, that’s worn
Man were on the road when some weren’t born
Pretty like rose but manna got thorns
From concrete I rose like you never saw
Carrying hammers but nothing like Thor
You can get four, all in your door (trust me)
All that talk, all that talk
All that talk that’s a waste of time
All that talk, all that talk
All that talk that’s a waste of Grime
Before you mention me online
Go tell them man take time
Take time
Go tell them man take time
These MCs, all in the red
Now I’m back, pay your debts
Let’s pay homage, pay your respect
Don’t try to run away with my cheque
Don’t try to run away with my style
Moon kick man like I’m Guile
You ain’t a bad boy, you’re in denial
End up in my MC burial pile
He ain’t deep, he’s just shallow
Might give your wifey wheelbarrow
When you see Bossman they get parro
Buss man’s head, see bone and marrow
Sword and shield, not sword and arrow
Sawn-off bullet, sawn-off ammo
Can’t see me like man who wear camo
Can’t lock me lyrical El Chapo
All that talk, all that talk
All that talk that’s a waste of time
All that talk, all that talk
All that talk that’s a waste of Grime
Before you mention me online
Go tell them man take time
Take time
Go tell them man take time
I’m so fresh, I’m so clean
Shout out to the gyal that call me reem
Man want ask where I got my jeans
Tell them Bloodline you know the team
Tell them Bloodline you know the sign
B to the L — we run Grime
Man want mention me online
Tell them man that’s a waste of time
Tell them man that’s a waste of breath
These MCs are a waste of flesh
They’re not wicked, they’re all blessed
I wear the trousers, You wear the dress
Lyrical boss, you’re just a worker (worker)
Enough MC’s I nurture (nurture)
No I don’t wanna hear one murmur
The kind of lengths I go to are further
All that talk, all that talk
All that talk that’s a waste of time
All that talk, all that talk
All that talk that’s a waste of Grime
Before you mention me online
Go tell them man take time
Take time
Go tell them man take time