Talk Lyrics by Boy Spyce

Boy Spyce Lyrics

The lyrics of Boy Spyce's "Talk" center on themes of authenticity, self-confidence, and resilience in the face of criticism and societal judgment. "Talk" by Boy Spyce emphasizes staying true to oneself and values, despite criticism, and conveys a message of empowerment, encouraging listeners to focus on their goals and ignore negativity.

Boy Spyce - Talk Lyrics

A thousand people falling by my side
But na only one God wey dey fight my fight
Ain’t no bad man fit to stop this fire in me
And me I no like look another man thing
If na two 5 Naira wey dey for my Jean
I go buy buns I go chop my thing in peace

So when the road dey rough and e be like make I stop
I think about my promise that I’ll make it to the top
I think about the ghetto that be where I come from
I think of how my papa hustle make I fit to chop
And I think about the blood wey dey for the cross
I think about the way I start and how far I’ve come
So I pull myself together and I buckle up
I think about the reality say

If I start to talk
If I start to count all the blessings wey dey for my life
My mouth no go stop
And if I start to talk
if I start to count all the blessings wey dey for my life
My mouth no go stop no oh

'Cause there be a thousand people falling by my side
But na only one God wey dey fight my fight
Ain’t no bad man fit to stop this fire in me
And me I no like look another man thing
If na two 5 Naira wey dey for my Jean
I go buy buns I go chop my thing in peace

This life oh this life
Wetin my eyes don see for this life
Awokan romipin for this life
I no dey fear anything for this life bro
Meanwhile for midnight
I dey fast I dey pray for inside
Wetin my eyes no fit see I dey fight
But I still put a smile on despite
Of the difficulties and the principalities
I go stand on my feet
Praying 7 Holy Mary’s
Lord forgive me my sins
And I know say e no easy but I’m destined for this I be king

So when the road dey rough and e be like make I stop
I go think about my promise that I’ll make it to the top
I think about the ghetto that be where I come from
I think of how my papa hustle make I fit to chop
And I think about the blood wey dey for the cross
I think about the way I start and how far I’ve come
So I pull myself together and I buckle up
I think about the reality say

If I start to talk
If I start to count all the blessings wey dey for my life
My mouth no go stop
And if I start to talk
If I start to count all the blessings wey dey for my life
My mouth no go stop
And if I start to talk
If I start to count all the blessings wey dey for my life
My mouth no go stop
And if I start to talk
If I start to count all the blessings wey dey for my life
My mouth no go stop no oh

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