Lyrics:
heart
Wasn't smart.
Love you didn't do right by me
As they say in the song, you done me wrong
My one love affair didn't get anywhere from the start
Yeah, I been so focused on haters
Forgot to count my blessings
Yeah, first of all
Thank you to anyone supporting me
From the bottom of my heart, it
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
your dignity, and pied the piper
Shot by a sniper, Donal Draper
Split you in half like a piece of paper
Look at all my words just before I lay it
on my luck and I'm stuck with these battles
Heart made of gold, with my mind in a castle
Outside world feels like chasing a dragon
Touch on that mic and I
What I said baby joe
Now you know you did me wrong you ain't even like that
You can hit me on my phone I ain't even write back yeah
You can run up
mighty hard to beat
I'd love to stand down by that cellar door
Just to hear that quartette sing once more
"Heart Of My Heart", I love that melody
know that I'll always be true
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand
Gonna shoot my old
grow
And stick that rhyme where the sun don't shine
Darts pierce your heart like a Valentine
Tis my Tale From the Crypt that's sick
Bloodbath, body
niggas in the game
A lotta niggas got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my brain is supersonic
about me got me so confused
Ya losahs, taking these L's by the day
If you don't want another get the fuck out my way
Run it back my niggas
Run it back my
album dropping with a reality show
Cock the Mac 11 in front of Hot 97
And call my publicist tell her "we in press heaven"
No one gives a shit except
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
are not just art for Michelangclo to carve
He can't rewrite the agro of my furied heart
I'll wait on mountain tops in Paris, cold
J'veux pas mourir tout
Joe Frazier
Scared to try me ah, you gonna regret it
I swear down bet it
I'm fucking 7 groupies at the same time
You gonna think my dick is hydra headed
sleep won't come
The whole night through
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you.
Jambalaya (On the Bayou)
(Hank Williams)
Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh,
I stretch my D., Ya'll dudes want my recipe?
Here's what ya'll do, hit the lab, write an album or two
Then I might let you sign my shoe, that's just
here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It
ever decide to sing
Want y'all to love my music but i hate bitches that cling
You might want to get some more bars in before i start to zing
Like albums
my heart but I keep a Glock by my side
I'm a sinner I'm a winner my momma she praying for me
All that hating that shit for the birds just like a tweet
They just, wanna, turn me, to a
bad guy
But I had to do it my hands tied
Grass looking hungry on my side
I'm winning this by a landslide
Holdup wait
my backyard
In the dark with choppers while I'm sleeping in my bed
Dreaming about Slaughterhouse dropping an album that's a chart topper
While I got
I’ve already tried
I’ll run away but the damage is done
My heart is frozen but warmed by the sun
My heart is black but my money is blue
Put on a smile
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
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