klashnekoff - hand on heart lyrics
[intro]
yeah, oh yeah yeah yay
oh yeah yeah yeah
oh yeah yeah yay
oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yay
oh yeah yeah yay
oh yeah yeah yeah
i got this 100, watch this
[verse 1]
i got my, hand on my heart, heart on my sleeve (yeah)
already been 7 months and still hard to conceive (trust)
still hard to believe, the pain…choking me up making it harder to breathe (yeah)
‘cus when my mum p-ssed away it’s been past peak
and for the last past months cuz i can’t sleep (yeah)
brain scattered into pieces and scarred deep (trust)
feel empty no tears left i can’t weep (nah)
nah, i still can’t believe
family be try sell me out for my marge p’s
but now it’s past peace (yeah), so try and know, anywhere i see your face and your head i’m taking a large piece
[?] to my peeps you had my back like a car seat
helped me off my feet and off of my -rs- cheeks
anything just ask, i’ll be dere in a heart beat, as long as my heart beats, like the five heartbeats
cuz it’s nights like dis, when i, light my piff and my mind might drift
but i made my own zone, yeah mind my business
the label the self hater, that’s what time it is (yeah)
plus i’ve been through ‘ard times i got no time to quit
and i’m bout me or mine not no minor sh-t (yeah)
and like [?] i got no time for pr-cks (yeah)
these man are wet like v-g-n-s get (hahaha you get me (you get me blud))
[verse 2]
yeah (yeah) mannna get your cup [?] (yeah)
tell them i’m back, i’m proactive, i need no practice, i know i can had this
i been through a madness but i hold no malice i just, blow the chalice cah my gold is the balance
yeah i know it’s a challenge (yeah) but my soul it can manage
even though i know i’m damaged, when i’m still here dammit if not, disappear in the air and amsterdam it like (like)
bill [or bin it?] it, it’s getting lit can you dig it (yeah), when i’m talking to bridget, she’s slipping me the digits, says she wants to take me home cook me a meal that tastes delicious
i told her i’m a gentleman, i even get the dishes
but same time i’m a rebel like [?], general wanna level i spit it again ([?]), general wanna level i spit it again (wicked)
you can, get, rolled over or get, wid it
then enter the saga and start over a new beginning
you can, get, rolled over or get wid it
now done with the talkin’ i’m ready to start winning
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