[ Featuring Savantthe9 ]
Walking through the dark, like it's light. My soul ain't up for sale but some day it just might. They say that everybody has a price. Digging through my pockets, I just found the light. Blaz it right.
Heating up my heart where it was froze, Barrel leaking in my bones, tryna to blow the smoke up out my nose. Swear to God I feel it deep up in my soul. Let it go.
Serve you hurt you with that serpent bite, then reverse the hype. Slice you strike you with a gun or knife which one would you like. Poke you show you how you grow for life, this my type of fight. I can see it's going down tonight bitch, aiight.
The hearts of men,
The hearts of men,
The hearts of men. I guess I'll meet you in the breakroom. c million of um coming I'ma bust one off, before I give a hand to you bitch I will cut one off.
Pussy muthaf*ckas turn um to nutty butter, silence my enemies you see the reaper coming. I'm strapped with missiles, the kind that are way too big to miss you. I vow to hit you and lift you until no racist in you. Dead on the altar, I found him with the beam. I'm slaying Logan's father hope his rest won't bring no peace. This freedoms make believe can't no honkey make you free. If I gotta beg for rations then I take the whole regime. Close to perfect was hopeless washed in the blood of Moses. I saw the roses on graves fall from the hands of vultures. It's trickery, the devil's misery, rest in these feces my enemies.
The hearts of men. I guess I'll meet you in the breakroom. I'm coming I'ma bust one off, before I give a hand to you bitch I will cut one off.
Heating up my heart when it was froze, leaking in my bones, tryna to blow the smoke up out my nose. Swear to God I feel it deep up in my soul. I guess I'll meet you in the breakroom.
