simile – “black heart” (cheaters anthem) lyrics
black heart
(hook)
heart of stone i’ll be alone, i just need my microphone, play me like a xylophone, nope u messed up
like a phone im bout ta roam, on yo dome like a comb, resistin you like a ohm, until you fess up
(v1)
now you need to stop lying, you know u be creepin, you know you u be cheatin, you know u be sleepin
around wit the whole town got that hate flowin in yo veins, drowned in the pain, to you its just a game
they tell you that they like it wet and they don’t mean the rain, insane you don’t see the picture i’ll adjust your frame of mind
these dames be lyin, real hard like iron, ok then who’s supplyin u them clothes i ain’t buyin, u ain’t buyin let me guess old dude in the mall you was eyin
okay den run to him, i don’t really care matter fact do like a weave sale get up outta hair
for i get up out dis chair
and make u disappear
man lemme get some air
(hook)
heart of stone i’ll be alone, i just need my microphone, play me like a xylophone, nope u messed up
like a phone im bout ta roam, on yo dome like a comb, resisting you like a ohm, until you fess up
(v2)
black heart cold as ice, loves a gamble roll the dice, snake eyes no surprise, man i swear thats like twice
that i done cr-pped out, pull magellan back out, i thought i had it mapped out, figured i take the back route
see i was stupid, cuz i ain’t neva ask bout all dem times u cashed out, i really shoulda lashed out
at your b-tta head, all dat bread you musta did da macarena in his bed, kept yo l-st over fed
i think i’mma call u misses b-tterworth, becuz u stay gettin spread
what do you value, well clearly its not ya self, i think i know what is clearly its ya wealth and this ya third sti so clearly its not ya health
yes dear you need some help, tell me how ya heart ain’t melt
from all the over saturation all the flirtation, and all consummation, of yo affair relations
dont be antic-p-tion, another call from me treat you like a amputation, and cut you off from me
(hook)
heart of stone i’ll be alone, i just need my microphone, play me like a xylophone, nope u messed up
like a phone im bout ta roam, on yo dome like a comb, resisting you like a ohm, until you fess up
(v3)
i’ll never get why you ain’t tell me kept it undercover, guess you want yo cake and eat it too use a greedy lover
you know i thought bout, all the times we balled out if u go broke and hungry, be sure to eat heart out
whats a fallout if you got cancer, nothin
and why u askin if you know the answer
u bluffin
and now i hear that you a private dancer
thats something
callin yo self a freelancer
stop frontin
i dont care what you do, fine act naughty, i dont care who you sleep wit, its yo body
but that lifestyle ends wild and keep livin it
maybe quit while you ahead, and stop givin it
some people gon die ignorant
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