Heart Full Of Sorrow

If I were to sit down and actually write out a list

Of the MC's that missed it would be the constitution

They wear their caps backwards still saying wack words

No power to durhust just a few yes men

Raising the question of who gave you a contract

They should be fired you're officially retired

I see you make a little cash and start showing your ass

You get laced up with jewels your crew's acting like fools

Playing hard rock surrounded by body guards

Hoping no one pulls your card you got me laughing pretty hard

Thinking you're the white hot man of the hour

But you just can't figure how your flavor went sour

Back in '89 PE fought the power and in '86 Big Daddy Kane was raw

And I was right there on the first floor of the Palladium

You never played a venue local college or a stadium

A young boy's fad is now a grown man's profession

To earn this is a blessing

This skills have me guessing learn cause I'm testing

Follow this down no question

No doubt check it out

You be either rhyming in code or on some gangster node

You all clockwork apocalypse you about to implode

Collapsing on yourself cause your whole foundation is

Built on lies don't apologize

'Cause once they watch you rise they wanna watch you fall

And they'll all take a piece just like the Berlin Wall

And place it on their mantle like a souvenir

And what they call a knick knack is really your career

CHORUS

You ain't promise nothing but a pocket full of stress

Still there be people that would die for less

You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow

If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow

You ain't promise nothing but a pocket full of stress

Still there be people that would die for less

You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow

If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow

When it's time to rise I'll open the archives

When you be in dreams you got 85's

Chrome down with the leather package

You got a home of your own

You're holding acres

I got it made

Season tickets to the Knickers and the Lakers

Playing both coasts closed and European festivals

Crowd scream decibels, crowd screams decibels

In your ear you wanna make rapping your career

From Arkansas to Minnesota I sell out the Dakotas

I be the wet dream making cream for promoters

We keep the shit right we don't be starting no fights

And he won't hold out my dough cause I'm a put out his lights

And once the crew hits the stage the crowd gets involved

We show love they show it back all problems solved

You can boom shalock and jump to the sounds I pump

But I ain't quittin' till I'm shittin' on Donald Trump

So take heed to the verses and styles and versions

When you socialize with other MC's

And boast your rhymes to company enemies

And in any cases that feel is what you want

You want to make money money and take every honey

Rap charges ain't funny but it boost your career

Your penile style is now hanging from a tier

Now you wanna know fear to impress your peers

Now your ass outta here the rap game goes on

CHORUS