Luyện nghe bài hát Heart

"You see, what you mistake for madness is just over acuteness of the
And now it came to my ears a low, sound,
Such as a watch makes when in cotton,
I knew that too. It was the beating of the old man's heart."

Man, I'm you some motherfuckers just have no kind of heart, man.
Serious man , man, these motherfuckers man, these motherfuckers have no self respect.
Don't wanna pay no dues, just wanna drop a fucking LP tomorrow..
And then to top it off, these motherfuckers, they don't have no heart to music, you know what I mean?
Sound like girls and shit..

If you yourself [Repeat 5x]

Do
Now, started off rather basic,
Just small scale davilin confined to the basement
Never knew I'd to this full time user
Never figured that I was a winner or a loser only did the due to fun
And only got with a crew because it natural to have one
Capture the life in the form of the around the mic hold it
Right like a love hold it tight with fortifies my
reinforces my position in this course that I'm sticking to my path now
I can see it all laid out in my past while trying to catch what it's about in my breath
Pull the toxins in, and I bet death's about to box me in, but this bitch comes to get some,
do my job on this m-i-c, and feed you a thick one

[Chorus: (Repeat 3x)]
You can all the heart in the world, doesn't mean I'm gonna respect ya
I'm getting older and I'm better

Let a, rapper step to this captain and get up off your
kid, I'll bitch smack Hugh Hefners
Now, I'm to put a (Slug) in
business and if everything goes right, I'm leaving no witness
I this inside the chest, so big it hardly fits it trips between a true fan of party
Shits quit to lace the track substance for all the young guns that's really listening
At the functions so you can love it or leave it, it or keep it, either way
I'll be here trudging the deep shit
I've done well over hundred cuts and gotten the back of love
From some of the ones I've touched and thus, I'm not quitting never rippin' you gotta be kiddin' shit
on a mission is it possible the mics got my soul?
I'll make all say "Ho!" and Rhymesayers
Rock the show let 'em know that more then a career goal
Cut zero and let the hero in your ear hole, yo!

[Chorus: (Repeat 3x)]
You can all the heart in the world, doesn't mean I'm gonna respect ya
I'm getting older and I'm better

Let a, piss rapper step to this captain get up off your kid
I'll bitch smack Hugh Hefner emcees please excuse the "U's" and "P's" but I up on BDP, EPMD, Run-DMCs
I don't believe you should hold a mic and rolled up with a bus of friend that think alike
I'm having a time trying to keep it simple just for the fuckers that don't seem to read between the ripples
It's all nipples and clits in this rap shit, catch a licking if you lay back bastard
It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all, art imitates life than most of it wack y'all
You gotta learn how to the info the individual provides they probably won't dig me 'till I've died

Die.. 9x]
Dead, ha..