Lyrics:
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah... yeah..
Yo, yo
[Ghostface Killah]
Talk about it, if you live it, if not, don't even spit it
Fuck your niggaz
#Instrumental
Notion of the heart,
Centrea,
Yeah,
Centrea,
Let's get it,
This is my heart,
The heart of a king,
Where all heart lives,
Where
The comfort of maggots
That live in my head
Blessed by macabre hands
Becoming deaths whore
(My bible) inked in blood
(It's called) rue morgue
Fulci, Bava,
imposters give you a bowl of superstition
It's GOD over Money honey, the New Edition
I make my peace by bathing beneath the crucifixion
While they Judas
to get brave
I saw it coming though
In the end my tolerance was zero
Don't be a hero you can't say I don't rep
For the manor though
Saw me coming, I
rhyme you took me back in time
Back to the first love I ever knew
Giving it over, giving it over
Got my broken heart healed and removed from its cast
a fake or you end it all
When I tried my parents could hardly bear
The thought of their son in a casket, but now it’s common in the masses
Treating death
givin' me in-laws
Oh, she kept her thievin' art
And sure as rain, she stole my heart
She tells me it's all for a worthy cause
Yeah, just rob me!
Just
Hella peng ones in my ear
But I don't do relationships
And this lifestyle that I live is a gamble
But you know I'm on takin' risks
Still step with
gotta live life in a balance
Even a god gotta step out from Atlantis
Never been the type to drown in my own Bermuda
Remember my college years, my deepest
I know you busy, but it ain't that much business in the world
Ima send you my number tonight
Just call me, alright
I'm good
more in common than he thinks
But I tell him to see a shrink so I can go on and live with myself
I knew that my life was a film
From when I had
determination and a heart full of will
My nigga Tiggalo held me down for real
But it's time now for me to ante up on the bills
Cause at the point when we
in the making won't be working just to get by
Hustle in my veins I'm gone be rich or I'm gone die trying
Might not have it now but when I do my people
Yeah
It's my alter-ego's fault, these evil thoughts can be so dark
Cerebral palsy, three Zolofts
I eat those off to Rico Suave, look it up
Cadillac
life always denied for loot?
Tell me WHY did MANDELA have to live in a cage
Why did my brother Sterling have to die at that age
Tell me why did
I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks
My heart so cold I could put it in my cup
Gang
Nirvana started as a live band
(Don't all bands?) we played around
For two years before the
Release of Bleach in June, 1989 at the time
Live shows
not
Baby watch them fall
Into missing pieces of mY heart
Now i'm free to live and be up in stars
There no longer a need to build those Walls
So I'm
the traffic like I'm jaywalking
I go for the hoop, call me Michael, different J walking
I do this by myself it's no one else, I'm not walkie-talking
It hurts my
and work my ass off
I'm good, I'm one hundred like a fastball
It's Carter Four, yeah, ugh
(I'm going back in man, yeah)
We get fuck y'all money, how
forgotten you like I should
What a guy, what a fool am I
To think my breaking heart could kid the moon
What's in store, should I phone once more
No it's
pure I can’t find me a buck in your heart
That’s how I know that it’s dear
I’m going global
Demons on both of my shoulders
Momma I’m sorry but all
all eloquent, leather shit in my front yard
Tv by my swimming pool, got it built like a sports bar
Chevelle with a new motor, got the bitch like
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