Name: The Heart Pt3
Duration: 4 min 30 s
Description: Слушайте песню The Heart Pt3 - Black Hippy онлайн с альбома Black Hippy 2 в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:30. Год выхода - 2014

Black Hippy 2

Black Hippy

Shadow of Death

Gettin By (feat. Lloyd Banks)

East 2Da Westside (feat. Cory Gunz)

Ballin (feat. Bow Wow)

Money Trees

America (feat. Boaz)

Banger

Drugs

Melt

Control (feat. Jay Electronica & Big Sean)

U.O.E.N.O.

S.R.I.P. (feat. YG, Young Jeezy & Chris Brown)

The Heart Pt3

When the whole world see you as Pac reincarnated

That's enough pressure to live your whole life sedated

Find the tallest building in Vegas and jump off it

But I could never rewrite history in a coffin

So I'm talking to God, "Can you wash all these demons off me?"

This last year I've been quite similar to Aaliyah

Control my own destiny, only rapper that steered

A G-five, g's give high-fives to me and say, "Kendrick, just persevere."

As I lay in this four corner room staring at candles

Thinking, "How can I make an example, for this generation of Compton?"

My biggest fear is not feeling accomplished

My past life was a child with no act right

Trying to smile in a room of killers, turn into a crash site

Influenced by niggas that spoke the gang culture fluent

Assuring that some blossom early and some truant

It's dark and plus hell is hot, that's the start of this crazy ride

Two young niggas, me and Dave inside the garage

Truthfully, I just started rappin' to get away

I never thought that your favorite rapper would want a verse

My nigga got hit twenty five times with a K

Make the decision, ride the beat or ride in a hearse

Now Punch is my mentor, Top Dawg is the coach

Jay Rock is my older brother, I was there when he wrote

His name on his record deal, we had figured the coast

Would live on a pedestal, once the shit hit the store

Found ourselves scrambling, tryna figure it out

Soul told me that the record shop 'bout to go in a drought

Q ain't got a place to stay, and 'bout to sleep on the couch

We eatin' off each other tray, the dollar menu amount

Meanwhile the coast going hard at each other

The younger rappers had wanted some of the OGs' comfort

I never screamed out the 'New West', I didn't believe it

They brought each other down, I was planning out my achievements

I need a better way to take your fans now

In the midst of it all I recall a call when you said how

We could never resolve in The Hall of Fame

And I went to the trial with a Bible and a rifle

And if they said that I'm the one, why you asking me, nigga?

Cause when the whole world see you as Pac reincarnated

Enough pressure to make you just open the Book of David

And pray to God that ya make it or live your life in the matrix

Cause falling off is a sickness, I heard that it's quite contagious

I'll take you back to that pack of Black & Milds in my hand now

In the midst of it all was cooking with pots and pans out

Looking forward as four of us are forced to form a new clan now

Fast forward as I wait in line for this passport

The homies was still poor, was working at Jansport

Whoever thought that Rosenberg would mention me to Dre?

Even Vanessa from XXL had told him press play

And there goes my fate, now I'm on stage with Snoop

Gave me the torch and I ran with it in high pursuit

Rapped with my forefathers, even record with Gaga too

Lyricist of the year, fuck am I supposed to do? Rock

Laughing at you niggas out there who thought we was flukes

Exaggerated shit that we rapped had came true

Thought I was aggravated, when Warner had let me loose

I was honest, see they was haunted when Mike Jones didn't recoup

Cool, cause niggas won't outdo us in the booth

Even when my album leak, fans still buy it for proof

Thinkin' 'bout when Sherane tried to set me up

I put my life in these twelve songs, my fight in these twelve songs

The fight to ignite any wrong or right that I prolong

The story was short film, the glory of him and them

The worry of mothers that don't recover when baby's killed

The trial and the tribulations, the newer Mis-education

The view of a body wasting, you knew somebody who ain't make it

The angry, the adolescent, the reason I ask this question

Will you let hip-hop die on October twenty second?

Слушайте песню The Heart Pt3 - Black Hippy онлайн с альбома Black Hippy 2 в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:30. Год выхода - 2014

The Heart Pt3

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