Testo Heartaches - Flesh N Bone

Heartaches

CHORUS
Repeat x 2
I’m getting ready for the heartaches to come
Stay ready and you won’t have to ready, ready
I’m getting ready, I’m I’m getting ready
Ooooh
Didn’t I do the best I could now didn’t I?
I really tried to do my best, best
Cause you taken away all my reasons for living
Now can I get that back, back
Didn’t I do the best I could now didn’t I?
Yes I did my very best, best
Cuase you taken away all my reasons for living
Now can I get that back
VERSE ONE
Brought up in brick city that ain’t no cloth you can cut. My mamma didn’t raise
no suckas in Pam’s house. Come some of the tuffest, Gladys and Colliu
Best granny and grand-pappa Allah knows how much I miss and love you.
They passed away and then family start separating. Drug addiction afflicted
created hella situations. So hard to maintain, me and Stevie playing with
matches one morning burned down the house on a day that it rained.
And then the heartaches came wasn’t really nobody to point the blame but all
the pain, many tear stains left mamma drained. Daily we gang bang through and
through the ghetto lil' nigga raising havoc Throwing them thangs like you would
imagen it was magic still, we can’t take life for granted, it seems we just
don’t get it we letting our young ones get caught in the madness.
Madness its sad all I see is apathy its tragic we never snap out of it till
one of us in a casket. Dropped out of Allegheny College chasing the fame,
state our claim made our name the game would never be the same.
Then niggas did change you would of thought Flesh was winning but a date with
angel dust from there my troubles would begin
REPEAT CHORUS
VERSE TWO
Big Flesh always been deadly the way I hold it down
That undisputed champ cause its my camp that hold the crown. We stomp the
ground from Cleveland all the way to Cali on the greyhound on a do or die
mission evading bounty hunters. Hustle in the hood then punch the clock at KFC
fronted the ends I got to cop double ups of d-o-p-e
Did the best I could to get me and me niggas out the hood. Seems my best wasn’t
good enough went and put it all on the wood. Out of my mind went crazy Stack
punching windows out self inflicted the pain, my niggas broke out man I don’t
blame 'em. Woke up in the hospital with T-Ski right by my side told me to strap
my seat belt on and took me for a wild ride. In and out the county,
Wayside we super max, exhausted my options once those felonies started
stacking up. Shermed out man all I had to do was detox before I got off the
bottle it was court rooms and lots of cops. I made my bed I had to lay on it
with spikes and all spiraling off the wall went on a head long fall.
Call it what you want cause I’ll be back kicking up dust I must and yo it over
till that skinny nigga bust
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