Black Hearted - Mozzy

Still feel it

I just deal with it

Can’t even place a call to Zall

He would’ve been on all the tours, that’s my real nigga

He would’ve been on all the tours, that’s my real nigga

He would’ve been on all the tours, that’s my real nigga

Painkillers for the pain but I still feel it

Still suffer as a man, I just deal with it

Can’t even place a call to Zall, it feel different

He would’ve been on all the tours, that’s my real nigga

I got a couple quarter rims in the gravel chillin'

I want to see my brothers eat, we ain’t in competition

Fuck a label, I was turnin' down they proposition

They wasn’t talkin' 'bout no chicken, lot of faulty business

Roaches crawlin' through the dishes that we finna use

And Payless where my mama had me pickin' tennis shoes

After all that I been through, I ain’t finna lose

The streets feel like if I did it, they can do it too

Ayy it’s beyond bulletproof when it come to mines

Drop a hundred, take a hundred trips a hundred times

They yellin' death before dishonor, that’s a fuckin' lie

It ain’t no death before dishonor, motherfuckin' lie

It’s like the slums got a hold of me

I’m black-hearted, kind of like my heart froze on me

I lost the ones closest to me, now I’m soul-searching

Born cursed but I deserve worse, Hell Gang worship

The slums got a hold of me

I’m black-hearted, kind of like my heart froze on me

I lost the ones closest to me, now I’m soul-searching

Born cursed but I deserve worse, Hell Gang worship

Mama nigga kicked her out in the rain

Apologizing to me like she to blame

Should see the look on her face

Damn, now we gotta look for a place

Pops locked, he got booked for the yay

Got him cookin' the cake

Four nicky in the hoodie, I’m straight

You gon' need it, it ain’t up for debate

A lot of snakes out here

Homicide will come and case out here

They exterminating our race out here

Know you bang out of fear

For many years, sheddin' tears in this life

Conversating with the Lord for the spirit and lightning

Conversating with the Lord, tryna clear the indictment

They offer coffee and he told on the driver

Told on the shooter, he said he got a lil excited

Broke the code like he ain’t know a lot of honor in silence

We used to go on assignments

That ain’t righteous, I ain’t know you was like this

That ain’t righteous, I ain’t know you was like this

Yeah it be slimy like

It’s like the slums got a hold of me

I’m black-hearted, kind of like my heart froze on me

I lost the ones closest to me, now I’m soul-searching

Born cursed but I deserve worse, Hell Gang worship

The slums got a hold of me

I’m black-hearted, kind of like my heart froze on me

I lost the ones closest to me, now I’m soul-searching

Born cursed but I deserve worse, Hell Gang worship