Heart Of Man - Explicit Version Lyrics
| Song | Heart Of Man - Explicit Version |
| Artist | Xzibit |
| Album | The Greatest |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Drew, Green, Joiner, Paich ... | |
| Ain't a damn thing promised to ya | |
| Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I'm just bein honest to ya | |
| It take a whole lot, just to get a little | |
| Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life's riddles | |
| never, come that easy, but it was easy | |
| to lead me, but it wasn't easy to see me | |
| Get up off the block to the TV | |
| And sell a couple million CD's, best believe me | |
| You see these callouses on my soul? | |
| Couldn't let hate and paralysis, take control | |
| I pick you up when you down 'til I can't no mo' | |
| My name sting in your mouth like canker sores | |
| Been at war my whole life, sleepless nights | |
| Endless fights, but still can't walk to the light | |
| Cause my work ain't finished on earth, for what it's worth | |
| From the cradle to the hearse, God and family first, for real | |
| [Chorus: singer] | |
| Somewhere in the heart of man (somewhere, within, somewhere) | |
| There comes a time when he must understand (when he must understand) | |
| The strong withstand, the weak will fall [repeat] | |
| Cause tomorrow may not come at all [repeat] | |
| [Xzibit] | |
| Life ain't long, it's more like a snapshot | |
| You can have the top, I live for the hop | |
| Never take a day I'm breathin on this planet for granted | |
| Time for change, time for growth, peace understandin | |
| See but niggaz keep forcin my hand, disturbin my plans | |
| Bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man | |
| It's like tryin to build a house on sand; you never get | |
| a solid foundation, one man can change the nation | |
| Yo I put that on all creation; Haitian, Jamaican | |
| African, Asian, Caucausian, Indian | |
| Whatever your persuasion, this is the message | |
| Time is of essence especially when you're countin your blessings | |
| Lessons learned from the deepest of pain, it's not a game | |
| Keep my name outta your mouth and I'ma keep it the same, ya dig? | |
| It's a shame, graduated to the rap game | |
| Only to find out crack and rap was the same thang, damn!! | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Xzibit] | |
| Who got skill? Who got hustle? | |
| Who got they family with 'em? Who pay for they muscle? | |
| Yo it's all gon' come out in the wash, the lost angel | |
| with dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo | |
| I lay low for no one, I love my life | |
| Ain't afraid of no hard work and sacrifice | |
| Was born twice through the life of my seed | |
| Makin sure he see a side of life, I was never able to see | |
| Hittin home like "Ground Zero," move over now | |
| Peace to the real heroes, still underground | |
| I put it down for the homies that came that's hard in the paint | |
| I'm livin proof it's never to late, you straight | |
| Once in a while I go back to the main strip | |
| And see the same niggaz still doin the same shit | |
| And all I can do is increase the flow | |
| Put it out, let it soak in, and hope they grow, c'mon | |
| [Chorus - repeat 2X] |
| zuo ci : Drew, Green, Joiner, Paich ... | |
| Ain' t a damn thing promised to ya | |
| Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I' m just bein honest to ya | |
| It take a whole lot, just to get a little | |
| Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life' s riddles | |
| never, come that easy, but it was easy | |
| to lead me, but it wasn' t easy to see me | |
| Get up off the block to the TV | |
| And sell a couple million CD' s, best believe me | |
| You see these callouses on my soul? | |
| Couldn' t let hate and paralysis, take control | |
| I pick you up when you down ' til I can' t no mo' | |
| My name sting in your mouth like canker sores | |
| Been at war my whole life, sleepless nights | |
| Endless fights, but still can' t walk to the light | |
| Cause my work ain' t finished on earth, for what it' s worth | |
| From the cradle to the hearse, God and family first, for real | |
| Chorus: singer | |
| Somewhere in the heart of man somewhere, within, somewhere | |
| There comes a time when he must understand when he must understand | |
| The strong withstand, the weak will fall repeat | |
| Cause tomorrow may not come at all repeat | |
| Xzibit | |
| Life ain' t long, it' s more like a snapshot | |
| You can have the top, I live for the hop | |
| Never take a day I' m breathin on this planet for granted | |
| Time for change, time for growth, peace understandin | |
| See but niggaz keep forcin my hand, disturbin my plans | |
| Bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man | |
| It' s like tryin to build a house on sand you never get | |
| a solid foundation, one man can change the nation | |
| Yo I put that on all creation Haitian, Jamaican | |
| African, Asian, Caucausian, Indian | |
| Whatever your persuasion, this is the message | |
| Time is of essence especially when you' re countin your blessings | |
| Lessons learned from the deepest of pain, it' s not a game | |
| Keep my name outta your mouth and I' ma keep it the same, ya dig? | |
| It' s a shame, graduated to the rap game | |
| Only to find out crack and rap was the same thang, damn!! | |
| Chorus | |
| Xzibit | |
| Who got skill? Who got hustle? | |
| Who got they family with ' em? Who pay for they muscle? | |
| Yo it' s all gon' come out in the wash, the lost angel | |
| with dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo | |
| I lay low for no one, I love my life | |
| Ain' t afraid of no hard work and sacrifice | |
| Was born twice through the life of my seed | |
| Makin sure he see a side of life, I was never able to see | |
| Hittin home like " Ground Zero," move over now | |
| Peace to the real heroes, still underground | |
| I put it down for the homies that came that' s hard in the paint | |
| I' m livin proof it' s never to late, you straight | |
| Once in a while I go back to the main strip | |
| And see the same niggaz still doin the same shit | |
| And all I can do is increase the flow | |
| Put it out, let it soak in, and hope they grow, c' mon | |
| Chorus repeat 2X |
| zuò cí : Drew, Green, Joiner, Paich ... | |
| Ain' t a damn thing promised to ya | |
| Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I' m just bein honest to ya | |
| It take a whole lot, just to get a little | |
| Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life' s riddles | |
| never, come that easy, but it was easy | |
| to lead me, but it wasn' t easy to see me | |
| Get up off the block to the TV | |
| And sell a couple million CD' s, best believe me | |
| You see these callouses on my soul? | |
| Couldn' t let hate and paralysis, take control | |
| I pick you up when you down ' til I can' t no mo' | |
| My name sting in your mouth like canker sores | |
| Been at war my whole life, sleepless nights | |
| Endless fights, but still can' t walk to the light | |
| Cause my work ain' t finished on earth, for what it' s worth | |
| From the cradle to the hearse, God and family first, for real | |
| Chorus: singer | |
| Somewhere in the heart of man somewhere, within, somewhere | |
| There comes a time when he must understand when he must understand | |
| The strong withstand, the weak will fall repeat | |
| Cause tomorrow may not come at all repeat | |
| Xzibit | |
| Life ain' t long, it' s more like a snapshot | |
| You can have the top, I live for the hop | |
| Never take a day I' m breathin on this planet for granted | |
| Time for change, time for growth, peace understandin | |
| See but niggaz keep forcin my hand, disturbin my plans | |
| Bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man | |
| It' s like tryin to build a house on sand you never get | |
| a solid foundation, one man can change the nation | |
| Yo I put that on all creation Haitian, Jamaican | |
| African, Asian, Caucausian, Indian | |
| Whatever your persuasion, this is the message | |
| Time is of essence especially when you' re countin your blessings | |
| Lessons learned from the deepest of pain, it' s not a game | |
| Keep my name outta your mouth and I' ma keep it the same, ya dig? | |
| It' s a shame, graduated to the rap game | |
| Only to find out crack and rap was the same thang, damn!! | |
| Chorus | |
| Xzibit | |
| Who got skill? Who got hustle? | |
| Who got they family with ' em? Who pay for they muscle? | |
| Yo it' s all gon' come out in the wash, the lost angel | |
| with dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo | |
| I lay low for no one, I love my life | |
| Ain' t afraid of no hard work and sacrifice | |
| Was born twice through the life of my seed | |
| Makin sure he see a side of life, I was never able to see | |
| Hittin home like " Ground Zero," move over now | |
| Peace to the real heroes, still underground | |
| I put it down for the homies that came that' s hard in the paint | |
| I' m livin proof it' s never to late, you straight | |
| Once in a while I go back to the main strip | |
| And see the same niggaz still doin the same shit | |
| And all I can do is increase the flow | |
| Put it out, let it soak in, and hope they grow, c' mon | |
| Chorus repeat 2X |
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