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letra de heart cries - tabanacle & l jinny

[verse 1: tabanacle]
look, i could speak about the hatred and i could speak about my love
i could tell you about the beatings, i could tell you about the drugs
i could tell you about my mama, now she left me as a kid
all them times that i was reckless, no respect from where i live
now i’m older and wiser, i reflect on what i did
and i regret the things i done with you, accept me and forgive
let me live, i’ve been a kid, nah man here how i’ve grown
i don’t need an army by me, i can stand here on my own
i’ve been alone for many years, and i ain’t asking to your help
during listening to my music, don’t you ask me how i felt!
ain’t never had no luxury, no parted up in wealth
i just tried to make the best of all the cards that i’ve been dealt
so that’s the reason me and you can never be the same
your life’s a story, you ain’t never really seen the pain
about times i couldn’t eat and didn’t sleep for days
it’s funny, your life’s sunny, and all i’ve seen is rain

[hook tabanacle & l jinny]
yeah, this ground we live in, but it never pays
uh, so we just wishing on better ’em days
deal with f-ck we’re given, i don’t ask why
heart left, listen to the rhythm when my heart cries
uh, they say they love you but they never change
wish i could just disappear and get away
deal with f-ck we’re given, i don’t ask why
heart left, listen to the rhythm when my heart cries

[verse 2: l jinny]
about to reach to my brudders i feel it in my veins
this symphony is something like the seasons interchange
i took you through the rainy days, soon i’ll be in the range
i grew up wearing that same hoodie when the winter came
and yeah i’m rhyming on mic, didn’t tick time up for crime
these rappers stuntin’ like they flossing but they signing on like
every other day of the week, i’m fully grinding wide awake while they sleep
believe i’m, cough from another breathe
come from the gutter deep
my pump will stack gratata, hungry for b-tter, ghee
guns get the grub for free, it’s ugly when love is cheap
ain’t no one loving me, ain’t no one not loving peep
and every other months in janaza
trying to raise some funds, get some guns up in gaza
sucked up by the dunya, forgetting the hereafter
my only chance in seeing heaven’s if i die a martyr
tell ’em

- tabanacle l jinny

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