Tall Paul - Loud lyrics

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Tall Paul - Loud lyrics

[Hook] You wanna talk loud? I'm kush Born to rock a tough crowd, I push Kick it like Kung Lao, what's good? Still I hope to crush doubt, in my hood [repeat 1x] [Verse One] I'm loud like the plane floating over your house Loud like morning breath when ya open your mouth Loud like self esteem when it's blinded by doubt Loud like self esteem when it sits on a cloud I'm loud like the omnipresent image painted by cops Loud like their bells ringing you could hear 'em for blocks Loud like the liberation when escaping the box Loud like your babies mom when she's taking the ah I'm loud like her utter silence when you know that she's lying Loud like your bullsh** when you know she ain't buying [she ain't buying] Loud like all the expressions that you wear on your face Loud like a peoples trauma after being displaced I'm louder than a role model when he's holding the bottle Loud like the child's smile you ain't seen in a while Yeah I'm louder than the change in a pocket account Change it's the only thing that I'm rhyming about [Hook] [Verse One] Tectonic plate movement volcanic eruptions Unmixed high end, ba** and percussion Faces when marked with the traces of drugging Street smart children, I ain't saying nothing [nothing] Gra**roots movements that bang on the barricades Hope that you feel, the way that I serenade Awe struck thought when a match lights your kerosene Her sweet lips on the rim sippin' grenadine Crackles from the mouth after smoking crack rock Her son who chased her down the ave she said back off Your mentor saying no one said it'd be a cake walk The want to run the need to flea the hope's to take off A South High graduation, feeling proud A U of M graduation, feeling proud It's what really builds the nation without a doubt False credentials forget truth I'm loud [Hook] [Freestyle] You wanna talk loud I wanna freestyle A wild child, spittin' bars for miles We in the East St. Paul, without a doubt Not really, it's Tall Paul I'm really just hoping that y'all feel me I spit a 16 Munoz on the beat, know I'm k**ing Pronounce it with the -ing It's a baby blue mic, we riding

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