Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hand on Heart , by - Klashnekoff. Release date: 07.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hand on Heart |
| 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 |
| I got my, hand on my heart, heart on my sleeve (yeah) |
| Already been 7 months and still hard to conceive (trust) |
| Still hard to believe, the pain… choking me up making it harder to breathe |
| (yeah) |
| 'Cus when my mum passed away it’s been past peak |
| And for the last past months cuz I can’t sleep (yeah) |
| Brain scattered 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 |
| to my peeps you had my back like a car seat |
| Helped me off my feet and 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 Business |
| The label the self hater, 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 or mine not no minor shit (yeah) |
| And like I got no time for pricks (yeah) |
| These man are wet like vaginas get (hahaha you get me (you get me blud)) |
| Yeah (yeah) mannna get your cup (yeah) |
| Tell them I’m back, I’m proactive, I need no practice, I know I can had this |
| I been through a madness but I hold no malice I just, blow the chalice cah my |
| gold is the balance |
| Yeah I know it’s a challenge (yeah) but my soul it can manage |
| Even though I know I’m damaged, when I’m 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, general wanna level I spit it again (), |
| general wanna level I spit it again (wicked) |
| You can, get, rolled over or get, wid it |
| Then enter the saga and start over a new beginning |
| You can, get, rolled over or get wid it |
| Now done with the talkin' I’m ready to start winning |