Where's Find the hearts
Where's Find the purest
Where's Find the purest hearts (it fills, it fills, it of blood)
Every year say I'm back But I left you My shit is next I the threat level I got a permanent in the top ten
I live there, you corny niggas drop in You super lame, you don't really understand The remain And you it because you cant do it You transparent, they stand it, the fans boo it Your chick the finish line, the whole ran through it She try to act like Cinderella but that ho End of the her toes bunion, coach become a pumpkin They wanna act like I owe em somethin', I owe em nothin' Watch you niggas break fast like toast butter A storm and the coast is flooded Mos discovered that my is gutter You posers sound your growth is stunted Rap snitches ditches, working undercover Real real, we don't know each other
God? Find the hearts
God? Find the hearts
Where's Find the purest hearts (it fills, it fills, it of blood)
It's that new guy, all I do is trouble On pills, now it's soundin' like the face muffled Just a normal dude, focused with a hustle I'm down to yo, Challenger space shuttle collar and cold as a Coolatta I'm the king up in the burbs so they me Mufasa Kill it on the mic and I do what I do Just watch when I'm rocking like bada-bing bada-boom I'm an animal, ferocious, I suggest you approach it Or it, 'cause the last time the doctor gave a prognosis He said I was out my fuckin' mind in case you hadn't So just me my bottle of Adderall so I can focus And some bomb tree, it's C-Webby and Kweli Here to heat, so the wack rappers they gwan leave watch me, 'cause until I'm on the top seat I'ma kill 'em and no one can stop me,
God? Find the hearts
God? Find the purest
Where's Find the purest (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 just Seasoning, no reasoning, defeat again we begin to walk leaves fall from all of the trees and then Weaker men was raised their to peek within the valley Pterodactyl, beat screech, leeches swim and stampede Me and them, same different creature When I this pen just know you're breathing in Joell Ortiz and 'em Occupy the top of the chain, you bottom feeder I'm on fire, they barely warm, fever I ain't even at my hottest either, been lally gaggin' Poppin' molly, dressing drag, playing follow the Me I've been speakers, catching a body and beatin' em buffied up bodies and Bali on holiday weekends Your bitches do karate, they and you probably eatin' em Nasty,