Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heart Full Of Sorrow, artist - House Of Pain. Album song Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.10.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Heart Full Of Sorrow |
If I was to sit down and actually write out a list |
Of the MCs that missed it would be the constitution |
They play their caps backwards still saying wack words |
No power to (durhust) just a few yes men |
Raising the question of who gave you a contract |
They should be fired youre officially retired |
I see you make a little cash and start showing your ass |
You get laced up with jewels your crews acting like fools |
Playing hard rock surrounded by body guards |
Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing pretty hard |
Thinking youre the white hot man of the hour |
But you just cant figure how your flavor went sour |
Back in 89 PE fought the power and in 86 Big Daddy Kane was raw |
And I was right there on the first floor of the Palladium |
You never played a venue local college or a stadium |
A young boys (fiddin pad) fad is now a grown mans profession |
To earn this is a blessing |
This skills have me guessing learn cause Im testing |
Follow this down no question |
No doubt check it out |
You be either rhyming in code or on some gangster node |
You all clockwork apocalypse you about to implode |
Collapsing on yourself cause your whole foundation is Built on lies dont apologize |
Cause once they watch you rise they wanna watch you fall |
And theyll all take a piece just like the Berlin wall |
And place it on their mantle like a souvenir |
And what they call a knick-knack is really your career |
You aint promise nothing but a pocket full of stress |
Still there be people that would die for less |
You aint promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow |
If they dont like the demo make a new one tomorrow |
You aint promise nothing but a pocket full of stress |
Still there be people that would die for less |
You aint promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow |
If they dont like the demo make a new one tomorrow |
When its time to rise Ill open the archives |
When you be in dreams you got 85s |
Chrome down with the leather package |
You got a home of your own |
Youre holding acres |
I got it made |
Season tickets to the Knickers and the Lakers |
Playing both coasts closed and European festivals |
Crowd scream decibels x2 |
In your ear you wanna make rapping your career |
From Arkansas to Minnesota I sell out the quota |
I be the wet dream making cream for promoters |
We keep the shit right we dont be starting no fights |
And he wont hold out my dough cause Im a put out his lights |
And once the crew hits the stage the crowd gets involved |
We show love they show it back all problems solved |
You can boom shalock and jump to the sounds I pump |
But I aint quitting till Im shitting on Donald Trump |
So take heed to the verses and styles and versions |
When you socialize with other MCs |
And boast your rhymes to company enemies |
And in any cases that feel is what you want |
You want to make money money and take every honey |
Rap charges aint funny but it boost your career |
Your penile style is now hanging from a tier |
Now you wanna know fear to impress your peers |
Now your ass outta here the rap game goes on |