Song: The General’s Heart Bonus Track
Viewed: 37 - Published at: 7 years ago
Artist: Roc Marciano
Year: 2021Viewed: 37 - Published at: 7 years ago
[Sample]
Yes you could be...
... my eye on you
[Verse 1]
Fly nigga prepare for take off
Shake them haters off (Shake 'em off baby)
Nights long but the days are short
My fangs sharp, they thought a shark ate ya arm
It's barely hanging on (Mhm)
We could do this all day long, my dawg could come paint ya car
I applaud you did a great job
Drive the Rolls right up a whores pussy (Whoo)
Spun a Uwee, unruly (Uh)
I'm in my own lane, it's roomy
Got a hundred old ladies like Fela Kuti (Ha-ha)
You not loopy (Not loopy)
Roc got all that sauce, I'm a sorcerer (Yeah)
Niggas thought it was all talk till they caught up with us (Yo)
I'm the elephant in the room, Snuffaluffagus
I set the bar and did a muscle up (Ahh)
Life in the fast track, nigga buckle up
You put your trust in that slut, I was just fucking her in the butt
(Facts)
Enough is enough, they all cap, I call 'em cap 'n crunch
And that's for what it come to this rapping, I got the magic touch
Only King Midas can write it (Uh)
Crossed my T's with the cream, dot my I with a diamond (Yeah)
Sometimes you gotta remind 'em
'Cause where I'm standing over where it's shining
No man's an island
Maybe it's just my time and the stars in alignment (Maybe)
And even though I got the title I don't feel a sense of entitlement (Entitlement...)
This the pen they wrote the bible with
[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fire shit, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
On the block
[Verse 2]
Precious metals on the necks, we got debts to settle
The cherry Berlinetta look like a red devil
All my shit next level
Step to Who you better wear a wetsuit (Better)
I'm a walking saint, no petting zoo (Nah)
I'm a professional goon, you're left naked and destitute
I'm with your bitch in the bedroom
Looking like we doing wrestling moves
Power driver, Lady Godiva
The way you need a scuba diver to find ya (Come on)
All 'em at me casa, practicing tantra (Uh)
Hang the Picasso in the garage like garbage (That shit trash)
Bust the AR onto the guard, lethargic
One hit the sergeant, parked 'em
Threw the firearm in the secret compartment (Tuck it)
That's how dark the heart is, we had it the hardest
What I'm sipping came from the pharmacist
I'ma fall asleep (Uh)
(Man this thing go [?]) Behind the wheel of the jeep
Yes you could be...
... my eye on you
[Verse 1]
Fly nigga prepare for take off
Shake them haters off (Shake 'em off baby)
Nights long but the days are short
My fangs sharp, they thought a shark ate ya arm
It's barely hanging on (Mhm)
We could do this all day long, my dawg could come paint ya car
I applaud you did a great job
Drive the Rolls right up a whores pussy (Whoo)
Spun a Uwee, unruly (Uh)
I'm in my own lane, it's roomy
Got a hundred old ladies like Fela Kuti (Ha-ha)
You not loopy (Not loopy)
Roc got all that sauce, I'm a sorcerer (Yeah)
Niggas thought it was all talk till they caught up with us (Yo)
I'm the elephant in the room, Snuffaluffagus
I set the bar and did a muscle up (Ahh)
Life in the fast track, nigga buckle up
You put your trust in that slut, I was just fucking her in the butt
(Facts)
Enough is enough, they all cap, I call 'em cap 'n crunch
And that's for what it come to this rapping, I got the magic touch
Only King Midas can write it (Uh)
Crossed my T's with the cream, dot my I with a diamond (Yeah)
Sometimes you gotta remind 'em
'Cause where I'm standing over where it's shining
No man's an island
Maybe it's just my time and the stars in alignment (Maybe)
And even though I got the title I don't feel a sense of entitlement (Entitlement...)
This the pen they wrote the bible with
[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fire shit, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
On the block
[Verse 2]
Precious metals on the necks, we got debts to settle
The cherry Berlinetta look like a red devil
All my shit next level
Step to Who you better wear a wetsuit (Better)
I'm a walking saint, no petting zoo (Nah)
I'm a professional goon, you're left naked and destitute
I'm with your bitch in the bedroom
Looking like we doing wrestling moves
Power driver, Lady Godiva
The way you need a scuba diver to find ya (Come on)
All 'em at me casa, practicing tantra (Uh)
Hang the Picasso in the garage like garbage (That shit trash)
Bust the AR onto the guard, lethargic
One hit the sergeant, parked 'em
Threw the firearm in the secret compartment (Tuck it)
That's how dark the heart is, we had it the hardest
What I'm sipping came from the pharmacist
I'ma fall asleep (Uh)
(Man this thing go [?]) Behind the wheel of the jeep
( Roc Marciano )
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