Heart-beat lyrics

Genre: 
Hip Hop

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My heart speaks in the language of heart beats/ my heart speeds when glad
When sad my heart bleeds/ my heart needs my brain to listen/ to carefully
Translate the rhythms/ into the mind and paint a vision/ my heart can see
Further than the eye/ my heart carries burdens when I cry/ it’s hard to word
‘Em in a rhyme/ my heart has heard of a time when pain was all it knew/ it’s
Like a burglary my heart’s been broken into/ My heart carries the scars my
heart is cautious/ my heart has learnt from the trauma that ex’s caused it
my heart takes longer to love/ Longer to forgive/ but my heart beats stronger
than drums as long as I live/ Experience has taught my heart defense
mechanisms/ my brain is hard-Headed and hence it never listens/ my heart
can strike back much harder than That/ in fact, you can get killed in a heart
attack
 
Verse 2
My heart speaks in the language of heart beats/ my heart feeds the rest of
Me via the arteries/ my heart could be hard to see/ when I got beef and
Love is hard to reach/ my heart hardens kinda like heart disease/ then it
Gets hard to breathe/ that’s why I follow my mind cause if my heart could
Lead/ things will get hard for me/ my heart is incapable of a rational
Decision/ just asking it to consider the facts is a mission/ my heart can
Start loving just like that all of a sudden/ without consulting my brain my
Heart is stubborn/ my hearts got a mind of its own/ I put my mind into
Rhymes and flows/ my heart doesn’t mind it though/ my heart goes where
Heart chooses/ I tried to put my heart into rock music/ but my heart refused it
my heart even said pop was useless/ it was a problem Houston/ till my heart
met Hip Hop music/
 
Verse 3
The heart of ProVerb/ is the heart of a soldier/ if there was no more beat in
my heart it’ll be over/ haters are fronting deep in their hearts the know they’re
feeling me/ my mind is in the industry my heart is still in Kimberley/ put my
heart into rhyming/ withe heart of a lion/ you can connect a lie-detector to my
heart if I’m lying/ Beat is a horse or a camel/ my heart of course is a saddle/
I feel forced to heartless with no remorse in a battle/ I feel like my minds mute
and my heart talkative/ or my mind’s blind and my heart’s a walking stick/ and
right now it the other way around it’s unfortunate/ my heart can conceive an
idea before my mind has thought of it/ perhaps we should think with the heart
and love with the brain/ so we can take a headache tablet for heartache and
pain/ or better yet we should take the heart and bring it up/ to the brain and
combine the the two I’m thinking love.
 
Hook
(Shhh) Shut your mouth and let the heart speak
Put your mic against the chest and heart your heart beat.

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