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 but still hard to conceive (trust) Still hard to believe, the pain...choking me up making it harder to breathe (yeah) 'Cus from my mum's passed away it's been past peak And for the last past months cuz I can't sleep (yeah) Brain shattered 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 Love to my peeps you had my back like a car seat Helped me off my feet and back up off of my arse 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 biz The label the self cater, 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 and mine and not no minor shit (yeah) And like Dirty Dike, I got no time for pricks (yeah) These man are wet like vaginas get (hahaha you get me (you get me blud)) [Verse 2] Yeah (yeah) man a get ya cut, patterned and lined like designer threads (yeah) Tell them I'm back, I'm proactive, I need no practice, I know I can hack this I been through a madness but I hold no malice I just, blow the chalice cah my goal is to balance Yeah I know it's a challenge (yeah) but my soul it can manage Even though I know I'm damaged, man are still here dammit if not, disappear in the air and Amsterdam it like (like) Bill 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 Sid Vicious, general on a level I spit it and get wicked, ge-general onna level, I spit it and get wicked You can, get, rolled over or get, wid it The end of the saga and start of a new beginning You can, get, rolled over or get wid it Now done with the talkin' I'm ready to start winning