Walk the Talk

Letra:
Walk the Talk

You can give him money
You can give him the keys of the city
The city of the damned
But he doesn’t care about it

He only cares about his cocaine and his bitches
He doesn’t respect anybody
But he is retiring
At least that's what he says

I have admirers and followers
But I have no friends
I just want success in my final act
I'll let the pieces of Mr. News around the city of fools

Since the first time he spoke
People are aware
Who knew it would be so rotten
Expensive perfume doesn’t hide shit

I know you.
Nobody has the guts to say.
You killed that guy
Just because he got what you wanted

You'll never get there