Black Hearts

Y'all left the art's heart with no pulse somebody has to shock it

Verses sound refurbished nigga aftermarket

Raised the bar too high for these underachievers

Getting fly you'd think wings come with the sneakers

Got fat while we starved can't let 'em eat

Taxing niggas for bars like he's selling beats

Around this long this strong it don't even make sense

All these clowns on you ain't get your break yet

Top of the podium he ain't take his place yet

Len been doing this since cassettes and tape decks

Mad they can't touch him fuck'em brush'em off like dandruff head and shoulders above'em

Bury them no comparison