Luyện nghe bài hát Heart

"You see, what you for madness is just over acuteness of the senses
And now it came to my a low, dull sound,
Such as a watch makes wrapped in cotton,
I knew sound too. It was the beating of the old man's heart."

Man, I'm telling you some just have no kind of heart, man.
Serious man , man, these motherfuckers man, these motherfuckers have no self respect.
Don't wanna pay no dues, just drop like a fucking LP tomorrow..
And then to top it off, these motherfuckers, don't have no heart to their music, you know what I mean?
Sound like little and shit..

If you yourself [Repeat 5x]

Do
Now, it's started off basic,
Just some small davilin confined to the basement
Never knew I'd grow to this full time
Never figured that I was a winner or a loser only did the due to fun
And only got with a crew because it natural to have one
Capture the life in the of the grip around the mic hold it
Right like a love hold it with plight fortifies my
Existence reinforces my position in this course I'm sticking to my path now
I can see it all laid out in my past trying to catch what it's about in my last breath
the toxins in, and I bet death's about to box me in, but before this bitch comes to get some,
I'mma do my job on m-i-c, and feed you a thick one

Slug (Repeat 3x)]
You can have all the in the world, doesn't mean I'm gonna respect ya
I'm getting older and I'm better

Let a, pissed rapper step to this captain and get up off
Head kid, I'll bitch smack Hugh
Now, I'm to put a (Slug) in
business and if everything goes right, I'm leaving no witness
I hold this inside the chest, so big it hardly fits it trips a true fan of party
Shits quit to lace the track with substance for all the young that's really listening
At the functions so you can love it or it, fuck it or keep it, either way
I'll be here trudging the deep shit
I've done well hundred cuts and gotten the feed back of love
From some of the ones I've touched and thus, I'm not quitting never stop rippin' you be kiddin' shit
He's on a mission is it the mics got my soul?
I'll make all say "Ho!" and Rhymesayers
Rock the show let 'em know that it's more a career goal
Cut that zero and let the hero in ear hole, yo!

[Chorus: (Repeat 3x)]
You can have all the heart in the world, doesn't mean I'm gonna ya
I'm getting older and I'm knowing

Let a, piss rapper to this captain get up off your head kid
I'll bitch Hugh Hefner emcees please excuse the "U's" and "P's" but I grew up on BDP, EPMD, Run-DMCs
I don't believe you should a mic and rolled up with a bus full of friend that think alike
I'm having a hard time trying to keep it simple just for the fuckers that don't seem to read between the
It's all nipples and in this rap shit, catch a licking if you lay back passive bastard
It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all, art imitates life than most of it it's wack
You gotta learn how to read the info the provides they probably won't dig me 'till I've died

Die.. 9x]
Dead, ha..