[Chorus: U-God] I got a heart of stone, flesh and bone Red skin tone, rap syndrome [U-God] I'm that street sweeper, dope beat finder Forty four piece
Traduction: U-God. Heart Of Stone.
: [Chorus: U-God] I got a heart of stone, flesh and bone Red skin tone, rap syndrome [U-God] I'm that street sweeper, dope beat finder Forty four piece
in my mouth, u thinkin I wanna steal dolla bills out your house, even though u think I'm an animal I don't give a damn, a true hero under god is what
sell stones flippin in the finest of cars gator shoes and boots chinchila furs even hers double breasted blue suits for him and his broad but where was god
I have it all But it's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble if I should fall Would anyone hear me screaming
see clearly now yall ready know wat it is) Thank god for those days, thank god for thoese nights Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
(Feat. U2) I went out walking Through streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking
for u, my crazy older brother [*kellin] yo, i got crazy love for u too well u can lend it and spend it and give it away u know it all comes back to u
Cause he like me God likes me You, you don't like me? [x2] [Verse 2: Da' T.R.U.T.H.] I just smile - I'm so content And I ain't even got yellow stones
cloak u and u cloak me Responsible I feel with honesty Between us God has put affection and mercy Praised be He who created u Cuz all I see in u is beautiful
? Is there anything my little heart can do To help religion share us with U? For oh you're like a ghost in your own home Nobody hears U crying all alone Oh U
[Masta Killa] As we return, to the 36 Chambers The RZA, the GZA The Ol Dirty BZA U-God, Chef, the Ghostface Killah And Meth, Rebel I soldier for the foreclosure
to go and stick it Yes I'm about to go and stick it [Verse Two:] Uhh H-U-F-F huff and I puff Blow like snow when the cold wind blow then Zoom, I hit the mic like boom Wrote a song about it like to hear
in my soul I'm in the light like a deer in the road clear in control, my spirit is old I'm hearing the Gold I'm hearing the foes, hoes and it falls like
im shown it ain't pleasing Make me wanna throw stones at a deacon And it home when he preaching See that's satan makin my heart cold as a breeze 'Till
