Where's the purest hearts
Where's Find the hearts
God? Find the hearts (it fills, it fills, it fills of blood)
Every they say I'm back But I left you My shit is level I raise the threat I got a spot in the top ten
I live there, you corny niggas just in You super lame, you don't understand music The remain And you it because you cant do it You transparent, they stand it, the fans boo it chick the finish line, the whole hood ran through it She try to act like but that ho frontin' End of the her toes bunion, coach become a pumpkin They act like I owe em somethin', I don't owe em nothin' Watch you niggas break fast they toast butter A perfect storm and the coast is Mos discovered that my is gutter You posers sound like your is stunted Rap snitches ditches, working undercover Real recognize real, we know each other
God? Find the hearts
God? Find the hearts
God? Find the purest hearts (it fills, it fills, it of blood)
that new guy, all I do is make trouble On some pills, now it's soundin' like the face Just a dude, focused with a straight hustle I'm down to Earth yo, space shuttle Blue and cold as a Coolatta I'm the king up in the burbs so callin' me Mufasa Kill it on the mic and I do I do proper Just watch when I'm rocking like bada-boom mama I'm an animal, ferocious, I suggest you approach it Or provoke it, 'cause the time the doctor gave a prognosis He said I was out my mind in case you hadn't noticed So pass me my bottle of Adderall so I can focus And some bomb tree, 'cause C-Webby and Kweli Here to drop heat, so the wack they gwan leave watch me, 'cause until I'm on the top seat I'ma kill 'em and no one can stop me,
Where's Find the hearts
Where's Find the purest
Where's the purest hearts (it fills, it fills, it fills of blood)
Y'all in trouble, I even get my feet wet You know how much sweet flesh my teeth get these beats Seasoning, no reasoning, primalistic defeat When we begin to walk leaves from all of the trees and then Weaker men was their head to peek within the valley Pterodactyl, beat screech, leeches and stampede begins Me and them, species different creature When I bleed this pen just know you're breathing in Ortiz and 'em Occupy the top of the chain, you bottom feeder I'm on fire, barely warm, koala fever I ain't even at my either, y'all been lally gaggin' Poppin' molly, drag, playing follow the leader Me been bodying speakers, catching a body and beatin' em Fuckining buffied up bodies and on holiday weekends Your bitches do karate, they chopped and you probably em Nasty,