Luyện nghe bài hát Purest Hearts

Where's
Find the hearts

God?
Find the purest

God?
Find the purest (it fills, it fills, it fills of blood)

Every year say I'm back
But I left you
My shit is level
I raise the threat
I got a permanent in the top ten

I there, you corny niggas just drop in
You super lame, you don't really understand
The truth
And you hate it because you do it
You transparent, they can't it, the fans boo it
Your chick the finish line, the whole ran through it
She try to act like Cinderella but ho frontin'
End of the night her toes bunion, become a pumpkin
They wanna act like I owe em somethin', I owe em nothin'
you niggas break fast like they toast butter
A perfect storm and the is flooded
Mos that my flow is gutter
You posers sound like your growth is
Rap diggin' ditches, working undercover
Real real, we don't know each other

God?
Find the hearts

God?
Find the purest

Where's
Find the purest hearts (it fills, it fills, it of blood)

It's that new guy, all I do is make
On pills, now it's soundin' like the face muffled
Just a normal dude, focused with a straight
I'm down to Earth yo, space shuttle
collar and cold as a Coolatta
I'm the king up in the burbs so they callin' me
it on the mic and I do what I do proper
Just watch I'm rocking like bada-bing bada-boom mama
I'm an animal, ferocious, I don't suggest you it
Or it, 'cause the last time the doctor gave a prognosis
He said I was out my fuckin' mind in you hadn't noticed
So just pass me my bottle of so I can focus
And some tree, 'cause it's C-Webby and Kweli
Here to drop heat, so the wack rappers gwan leave
Baby watch me, 'cause I'm on the top seat
I'ma 'em and no one can stop me, motherfuckerer

Where's
the purest hearts

Where's
Find the hearts

God?
Find the purest hearts (it fills, it fills, it of blood)

Y'all in trouble, I even get my feet wet
You know how much sweet my teeth get these beats just
Seasoning, no reasoning, primalistic defeat
When we begin to walk leaves from all of the trees and then
Weaker men was raised their head to peek within the
Pterodactyl, beat screech, leeches and stampede begins
Me and them, same species different
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, koala
I ain't even at my hottest either, y'all 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, chopped and you probably eatin' em
Nasty,