Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heart Bleeds, artist - Vakill. Album song Worst Fears Confirmed, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.01.2006
Record label: Molemen
Song language: English
Heart Bleeds |
Son of an alcoholic, son of a minister |
Son of a bitch with bad intentions, some of 'em sinister |
Some of 'em good, meant well, but plans backfired |
Fuck peaceful solutions, they shoot? |
Return back fire |
Sorry moms, even God took a day to rest |
I’m a settle this shit, so just, look away, I guess |
I took a tiny ride |
And sprayed up the hoagie shop of that bastard that upset you in ninety five |
And I didn’t give two fucks who was in it or not |
And I didn’t stick around for another minute to watch |
If it’s drama I’mma pull that thing out the dash and settle |
Fuck flashing metal, I’mma squeeze off and mash the pedal |
Don’t fuck with my money, moms and music |
Nah, fuck the money and music |
You fucking with moms alone, I’mma lose it |
Apparently he wasn’t focused |
Now that’s the reason he sent that letter of apology and a dozen roses |
My heart bleeds for no man |
Unless he’s willing to bleed for me |
Kill if needed be |
That’s just the way that the creature be |
Bitch, I was born the last of a dying breed, a G |
Coming up, you was know as that nigga in the fam |
That probably wouldn’t hesitate to squeeze a trigger in a jam |
You was bigger than I am, so I always looked up to you |
Had each others back when adversary shook up the crew |
and we mourned like you was |
When you was moving work and I’m writing them bars |
Got knocked and was forced to reform, writing them bars |
Page after page, weathered the storm, fighting them odds |
When a nigga touched down, didn’t notify his kin |
The same prison made him callous and immortified his skin |
Spent his childhood locked in the system |
Came home and looked at us like we was plotting against him |
That’s some bitch act type |
And your whole fucking memory went pitch black, right? |
I ain’t put a gat to your head and tell you «pitch that white» |
And since you feel you’re too fly for your own blood, shit, better switch that |
flight |
My heart bleeds for no man |
Unless he’s willing to bleed for me |
Kill if needed be |
That’s just the way that the creature be |
Bitch, I was born the last of a dying breed, a G |
When the world blows up and the last shell falls |
'Til I recieve the lords last cell call |
My life story’s an open tell-all |
And page after page is fuck you |
Got rage pent-up like pussy pictures on cell walls |
They say opposites attract, life’s short |
So I stack my |
I’m a loaded question followed by 'hell naw' |
Slowing your progress to a snail’s crawl |
A nigga that’ll squeeze 'til your screams' just echo going through hell’s halls |
Lost two of my niggas near dear to heart |
A year apart, before I even gave this career a start |
If you don’t know pain, you can’t tell me shit |
If you never suffered losses than your heart knows no scars |
Steady spitting those homo bars |
The game’s a bunch of gay gangstas, a bunch of faggot flow Omars |
And I’mma leave 'em all dismembered this year |
Remember this here |
Give a fuck who’s the hottest, 'cause all temperatures |