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Lyrics Below. Best viewed in HD. Download this as part of "Outside My Bubble" (Side A) mixtape for free from: http://karlnova.bandcamp.com/album/outside-my-bubble-side-a

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Since the speed of light is faster than the speed of sound
My music finds it hard to catch up with the light I've found
I write my life then I re-live it on the mic
I embody the body of work I recite
Word is bond
just like when God spoke it
Before men wrote it, now we all quote it
I aim to live to make my actions quotable
Cos actions speak louder than bars though I wrote a few
I speak truth now let my actions be proof
My faith is the evidence in or out the booth
If actions speak louder than words I was whispering
And wondering why the people aint listening
So I quote scriptures, let my actions paint the picture
That's how we fulfil prophecy brothers and sisters
if your talk and your walk switched places
would you be limping or have quick paces?

(Hook)
Actions speak louder than words
I wanna
Walk my talk and talk my walk
I wanna
Walk my talk and talk my walk
I wanna
Walk my talk and talk my walk hey!



They say I'm indoctrinated and brainwashed
nah Truth rinsed my mind, I watch the dirt drain off
I come clean without standing on a soap box
My show of faith is like a soap opera watch!
They say to go mainstream you have to water down
that's why my ministry of sound is still underground (huh?)
I see life in 3 D
Your Decisions Determine your Destiny
Or is it the other way Destiny Determining Decisions
either way we need wisdom and inner vision
I have a great physician He's my optician
He gave me new eyes when I stare it's piercing
I penetrate, see and read the code of the matrix
Basically I see through all of the fake tricks
I'm unplugged from the system my mind is free
From the seed planted in me grows this poetry (feel me?)




Sometimes my mouth says one thing
My body says another
Lord have mercy
Let them line up with each other
I'm too busy dealing with the log in my eye
to get to the speck in yours as time flies
What are my actions translating?
What is my life really saying?
Behind these bars am I trapped
Or with my bars do I have a life to match
talk is cheap now that's real talk
actions speak we need real walk
But here I am lost in translation
Dear God thank you for your grace and patience
Order my steps as I sort out my creps
So the ticks on my Nikes means I step correct
And when I step wrong and the ticks turn to X
As the clock ticks guide me in your footsteps